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       #Post#: 1830--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Lina Moreau Date: January 30, 2017, 2:36 pm
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       Lina had come to a… painful decision.
       She gritted her teeth. “I would advise you against telling me
       what to do,” she snapped, her voice full of venom. She stood up,
       leaning across the table. “Oh, I’ll go. I just hope you know how
       insanely lucky you two are.” With that, she turned and started
       to walk away. Before she went out the door however, she paused,
       glancing over her shoulder with an unreadable expression. “Let’s
       hope that that luck doesn’t run out, hm?” Then she left to join
       Lima.
       As she approached the other pegasus, Lima would find her looking
       positively insane, or sick... or both. Her breath came out in
       short gasps, and she physically shook from anger.
       #Post#: 1833--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Agent Lima Date: January 31, 2017, 1:13 pm
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       Lima didn't even have to look at the pegasus to feel the vibes
       she's emitting. She couldn't blame her, heck, she wanted to
       strangle the feathers off them herself. But what's done is done.
       Now, they have the others to look forward to. The mare snaps out
       of her stupor when a guard approaches her with a note. Taking
       it, she opens it to find the coordinates as well as a time-frame
       of 30 minutes. "I guess Samiel had to clarify how much time we
       get with this." Looking up to the nearest clock, it would
       already be too late to get to the hangar. For now they'd have to
       bunk for the night. Lima turns to Lina, though she couldn't look
       at her directly. "Let's get going. There's a place I know where
       we can stay that's not too far from here."
       #Post#: 1836--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Lina Moreau Date: February 2, 2017, 3:31 pm
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       Lina was broken out of daydreams of the griffins’ blood smeared
       over her hooves by Lima’s voice. She fixed the green-maned mare
       with a hate-filled glare that wasn’t really intended for Lima,
       but Lina couldn’t seem to arrange her face in any other way at
       the moment. “Fine,” was all she said, her voice shaking a
       little, causing the glare to deepen, this time in reaction to
       showing her own weakness.
       #Post#: 1838--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Agent Lima Date: February 3, 2017, 9:22 pm
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       The walk to the nearest inn was a quiet one; the sun itself had
       just gone down the horizon and the city lights are the only
       illumination. 'Diamond in the Rough'. A sign dimly lit
       overlooking a pair of large, widen double doors. Not a five star
       establishment, but certainly much better than either of he two
       mare's worst experiences on the subject. Lima, now calmed down
       from before, places her hoof on one of the doors. "I uh... I
       know the guy here. My group had a safehouse here. Hopefully it
       wasn't raided." She takes a deep breath and enters, keeping the
       door open for Lina to enter. Both would find it surprisingly
       empty. A couple of booths filed with patrons, as well as a few
       more at the bar. Behind it was a burlesque griffon, cleaning a
       glass and wiping the counter. His deep orange coat is only
       matched by his amethyst eyes. Looking up, he gets them with a
       warm smile. As if meeting old friends once again.
       #Post#: 1842--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Lina Moreau Date: February 6, 2017, 1:15 pm
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       Lina’s head was low as they walked, and she scowled at the
       ground. She had finally had her first chance to avenge her
       parents, to pay back the scum that had killed them… and she had
       failed. She had spent years preparing for this, and yet she had
       slipped up. Her friend would be so ashamed…
       Her head lifted a little. Yes, he would be ashamed. Ashamed that
       his student was wallowing in self-pity when she should be
       planning for the future instead looking back at the past. Lina
       just needed a new plan. That was all.
       The pegasus was significantly more determined by the time they
       reached the inn. She followed Lima in, swiftly looking around
       and noting her environment, as well as the other patrons. Seeing
       the griffin’s friendly smile, Lina’s gaze instantly turned
       distrustful before she reminded herself that he worked at the
       inn, of course he was going to be friendly.
       #Post#: 1847--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Agent Lima Date: February 7, 2017, 8:14 pm
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       "Briggs! Wipe that smug look off your face." Lima chuckles as
       she approaches the counter. "How's it been you old salt?"
       The griffon's hearty laugh compliments his deep tone. "I'm alive
       if that's what your asking. Good to see you in the same shape
       too. Didn't look so hot last time."
       Sitting at the nearest available stool, the mare takes a deep
       breath. "Didn't feel so hot either." She nods over to Lina,
       "That's my associate. Don't puts her off or she'll eat your
       heart."
       Briggs pulls up two glasses, pouring one and sliding it over to
       the agent. "Judging by the history of your past company, I'd
       believe that." His eyes lift to the pegasus in question. "Come
       'ave a seat lass. First round is on the house."
       #Post#: 1849--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Lina Moreau Date: February 7, 2017, 10:36 pm
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       Lina rolled her eyes at Lima’s comment, and at being addressed,
       eyed the griffon warily. Finally, she strode over and sat by
       Lima, studying the bottle the griffon had poured from. She bit
       back the obvious questions of what it was. Truth was, Lina had
       never had alcohol in her life. She remembered her parents
       occasionally having wine, before the crash, but they had never
       allowed Lina to have any. And she certainly had not had access
       to a drink in her isolated hideout all the years after. So Lina
       just stared at the bottle, estimating the odds of it being
       filled with poison.
       #Post#: 1854--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Agent Lima Date: February 9, 2017, 12:57 pm
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       Am awkward silence grips the air as Lima and Briggs wait for
       Lina to reply. The griffon then leans over to the agent and
       whispers; though at the volume he's speaking, anyone close
       enough can hear him. "Uh, Lima. Is your friend here old enough
       to drink."
       "Uh... damn, I don't know actually," the mare shrugs.
       "Well I can't serve minors alcohol here."
       Lima leans forward, scooting the bottle away from Lina, "Then
       get something else."
       Briggs winks to Lima, "Way ahead of ya." The Bartender turns
       around to the mini fridge behind him. After a moment he returns
       with a juice box. It features a smiling orange holding hands
       with a happy flower. To top it all off, a bendy straw is poked
       in before the box is gently placed in front of Lina, "There ya
       go, lass. Gotta get your vitamin C in as much as possible." Lima
       just turns away. A poor attempt to hide the stupid grin on her
       face from the sight of a stern mare next to something like that.
       #Post#: 1859--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Lina Moreau Date: February 9, 2017, 6:02 pm
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       Lina’s gaze quickly grew annoyed as she heard the exchange. How
       young did she look? As the juice box was placed in front of her,
       Lina had the very juvenile urge to throw it in the griffon’s
       face. Instead, she inhaled deeply before speaking. “I’m twenty
       three. Thanks for asking me directly, it was very courteous of
       you,” she said sarcastically. She turned to Lima and gave her a
       glare before she leaned forward and snatched the bottle away.
       Pulling up the empty glass, she poured herself a generous
       helping.
       #Post#: 1861--------------------------------------------------
       Re: The City of Stone
       By: Agent Lima Date: February 9, 2017, 7:07 pm
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       Briggs and Lima were rather surprised. First that Lina was as
       old as she said, and second at the considerable amount of drink
       she poured herself. "Uh, lass. I think that might be-"
       "The perfect amount." Lima cuts in, moving the juice box a
       smidgen closer to the mare. "I will say you may need this right
       after." Once Lina was done, she lifted her glass to her.
       "Cheers! To my good buddy Lina! For putting us in our place!"
       She was looking forward to her drink actually; Briggs' signature
       Ryncol kicks like a mule, but has a surprisingly smooth cherry
       aftertaste. But for the pegasus in front of her, she's up for a
       rude awakening.
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