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Re: A Night to Forget
By: Foxtrot Date: July 3, 2017, 6:54 am
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Setting his companion get teary eyed broke Foxtrot's heart. Come
to think of it, his stuff was missing too. His suit wasn't on
and his jacket is nowhere to be found. "Well, I lifted the
crates so Shroud could get you. While I was doing that, Scarhoof
shot me. Twice. Honestly Mesa, I can't say I recall much after.
I passed out shortly after you did. I know Shroud was still up
and about. When we see her, we'll have to ask. I'm sorry about
your bow."
"Her bow is fine. So is your stuff, sir." Silver Shroud walks
through the open doorway, dressed in her guard attire. "We have
it all locked up in storage." She gives the lieutenant a salute,
"The brass is rather surprised. The warehouse held more crates
than we imagined. 126. The largest arms bust in years."
"What happened to Scarhoof? Roni? Pepper?"
The noctral sighs, "Scarhoof got away. By now hers halfway
across the country somewhere. Roni and Pepper are recovering in
another room, they'll be fine." Shroud looks over to Mesa, "By
the way, thanks for helping me out back there. Sorry about your
wing."
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Re: A Night to Forget
By: Shadowed Mesa Date: July 3, 2017, 12:04 pm
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Mesa hadn't gotten teary over the bow itself, not really, but
even so, she brightened considerably when she heard it was still
in one piece. She nodded at Shroud's thanks. "Not a problem, I'm
glad I was helpful in some aspect. And it's okay. I'll heal."
She looked at both of the others. "It's too bad Scarhoof got
away," she said in frustration. "If only... wait." She focused
on Foxtrot, her heart sinking. "You said you lifted the crates
for me. So it's my fault. My fault that you got shot, and my
fault that jerk got away." She hung her head. "I'm sorry, you
two. I should've stayed behind." Guilt settled over her, making
her unable to meet the others' eyes.
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Re: A Night to Forget
By: Foxtrot Date: July 3, 2017, 7:37 pm
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"Hey now..." Foxtrot reaches over to put his hoof on her
shoulder. He's a bit too far though, so it's just him grabbing
nothing. "Ok, imagine I'm placing my hoof on your shoulder for
this. But yea; Mesa, having you safe and sound is all that
matters to me. Heck, Scarhoof could've walked out with all of
his crates and I'd still count it as a win if you're still by my
side." Although his words are meant to be reassuring and
uplifting, they hold a certain tone of endearment as well.
"It's a good thing he didn't though," Shroud adds in. "Command
wasn't too happy with us doing what we did. But since we got
results, we're all getting medals. And then Fox and I are gonna
get chewed out afterward." She chuckles for a moment before
trotting back to the door. "Rodan and Newton are informing the
rest of the platoon about the news. For now, you two get some
rest."
After she leaves, there's some pause between them. Foxtrot looks
forward, "Mesa. I really appreciate you coming along for all
this. You didn't have to, but you took a chance with a rougishly
good looking stranger. I wouldn't... I wouldn't mind doing this
again with you sometime. Granted with less blood loss and
bullets and such."
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Re: A Night to Forget
By: Shadowed Mesa Date: July 3, 2017, 8:50 pm
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Mesa slowly ventured her gaze back up as Foxtrot spoke, a small
smile adorning her face. The stallion's words held... something
that Mesa couldn't quite put her hoof on, but there was
something about it that the pegasus liked. She chuckled along
with Shroud, more sympathetically than anything, but didn't take
her eyes away from Foxtrot until she heard his thanks and ducked
her head. There was a slight blush on her cheeks.
"'A roguishly good looking stranger'?" She looked around in mock
confusion. "Funny, I don't see anypony here fitting that
description," she teased. Her tone became more genuine. "But you
know what? I wouldn't mind doing something like this again
either." And despite her wing, in that moment- with no ghosts or
voices from her past haunting her, and with a kind pony by her
side- things didn't seem too bad.
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Re: A Night to Forget
By: Foxtrot Date: July 4, 2017, 2:32 pm
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Upon hearing Mesa's words, the monitor on Foxtrot's side would
beep just a little faster; telling of the unicorn's opinion on
the matter. "Sounds good, I promise next time won't be so
intense. For now, I guess we just lay back and enjoy the
hospital. I mean, we may be here for like... a couple of
weeks... or months." Regardless of the amount of time spent
there, the two would spend it swapping tales, hospital food, and
laughs.
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