[Center][B]Freya & Forte[/B][/Center]

Forte hardly heard the whistle over the wind. Glancing over back almost uncertain that he had actually heard anything, it suprised him to spy some little thing flying after him. He leaned himself back before flapping full force, a massive back draft shoves clouds about and seems to propel him straight up. Forte's rather forceful motions make for a rather sudden flip, It was fast, but it was not about to get awards for grace....

As he takes his place just behind the peg, he determines it to be in fact a mare, as if instinct he tries to fly so his wings are not at risk of overtaking hers...Down forces and all, cant be blowing little ones out the sky! 

"Sorry little miss! Couldn't quite make out what you said. Fly it by me one more time?"

[I]'Smooth. I like that.'[/I] Freya thought as she turned, the stallion was much bigger up close. Smirking, she eyed him, top to bottom. [I]'Whew. They do say wing size matters... I wonder what that says for him- Aah, getting ahead of myself~'[/I] She cut herself off before she went any farther with those thoughts, instead honestly curious about the stallion that towered her by a long shot. 

"What's a big fella like you doing all by yourself?" She asked, her expression not changing. A light flap of her wings raised her up face-to-face with him, her eyes narrowing somewhat as she continued to watch him curiously. This guy looked worth perhaps missing her ride to wherever she was going, of course, he probably wasn't in the long run. She had a bad habit of making bad choices about these things.

"Feel bad for whatever mare would pass you by, that's some muscle you've got going on~"

Forte smirked, He isn't exactly vain but he can't help but flex a little when a Mare complimented him. "I'm Headin' to help out some explorers. Or something of that sort." He spaced himself from her just a tad so he can think. Something about Flying and thinking made him enjoy rolling and peaking. "Not that their goal is unimportant, but I got told about her Highness needing a hoof, and that the work might be a tad rough. So Obviously I had to help out." He smiled at her, hoping this would appease whatever made her seem to glare at him so. Cloudskimmers were so fickle.

"Explorers... You don't say." Freya giggled at her astounding luck, it appeared her trip wouldn't be dull. At least for a little while. "It would seem we're both in the same boat, I'm here to assist them as well. I'm curious to see just what the world has out there that I haven't seen. And I'm-"

She paused, starring blankly for a moment. Her thoughts returned to why she was here in the first place, she slowly continued. "I'm looking for somepony, too. Perhaps you've seen him? He's tan, black and yellow mane... Probably about half your height... A forth of your bulk? Usually wears a vest, and has a bad gambling habit... His Cutie-Mark is a couple of cards, actually. Know anypony like that?" She stared at him with hopeful eyes, curious if he had perhaps been in the general area... He had to have been traveling, as least she assumed so.

Forte shoulder checks her, as he laughed at the luck of meeting another before hand! Its a good omen! . Then he noticed what he just did! He looked her over, slowly hoping he didn't ruffle her. Noticing her blank flank he slows up to make sure he wasn't overlooking it. As he "checks her out" He answers the question.

"Well I know some tan ponies, I know some with black manes, I know a unicorn with a black mane, but he keeps it so short....Oh but his mark is nothing like a card, I think its a bishop...Actually doesn't he owe me a keg of cider! Oh I am so gunna'...." He chuckles breaking off checking out the blank, shaply flank, to look her in the eye once more.

[I]'Tch... No sign around here either.'[/I] Freya sighed, mildly disappointed with the news. She wouldn't let it get her down too bad, though. She knew it was just a matter of time before he showed up somewhere. She simply gestured off towards the ocean and the ships within' it. "Well, thanks anyways, big guy. Guess we ought to find out where our boat is. Don't wanna be late." She seemed to calm down immensely, simply taking a moment to stare out at the water. [I]'I wonder if he likes sailing nowadays...'[/I] Her thoughts wandered, and she went quiet. Getting lost in thoughts.

This Cloud-skimmer thought a lot. That or she is hurt from his shoulder check, way to go Forte, she probably bruises easy. He shakes his mane about, as if perhaps the way to recompense is tied into distracting her from it. 

"WAIT! We were supposed to be at a boat! I thought it was a building! By the Princess, I really should ask more questions when I sign onto stuff!"

Forte rears back, his wings spread to full span, It is almost overwhelming. Once more his wings force him forward at breakneck speed! The clouds even remotely close are pulled along with him. No sooner that he was a spec on the horizon he was blasting back to her. It must be a mental habit as his hooves act as if he was sliding to a halt. As he...whatever the flight equivalent of lumbering is.

"Not that I want to make a larger fool of myself, but.....Where is the boat?"

[I]'... Aah...'[/I]

Freya wasn't sure. She eyed the ships, but had no real idea of which one was the correct choice. "Well, I don't know. Maybe we'll find it if we ask around a little... Or just guess. There aren't that many, we can only be wrong so many times, y'know?" She narrowed her eyes, observing the area below. She grinned, noticing a small group around a ship. A griffon that seemed to be walking off, a zebra, and a saurian. "That looks like a decent place to start." She didn't bother going too fast, simply gliding down towards the small group in question. She glanced back, wary about the Pegasus accidentally knocking her out of the sky. "Come on~!"

"After you!" Forte loved the selection process! Right after his own heart!

Soon, the two were landing... But from the sound of the slam from Forte, one would wonder if they where just hit by a cannon. He looks about at the random group, and back towards his flying buddy.

"Yo! I'm here to see about that exploring thing!"

[I]'Jeez... He's gotta be careful throwing all that muscle around! I'm surprised he didn't break something.'[/I] Freya thought to herself, looking at the Zebra and Saurian. "Are we in the right place? Sorry, ain't good with directions." She added to what the larger Pegasus said. She noted to get his name later, but for now she was focused on making sure she wasn't left behind.

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Hearing a voice, Swifthoof glanced around looking for the source. He noticed the Griffon, and simply stared as she spoke. He was on guard, expecting a remark, but was surprised to hear that she was actually appearing more polite. [I]'Commander...'[/I] He could smell her early meal, though said nothing about it. He instead simply glanced down at his bindle, before looking back up and eyeing her with a neutral expression. Being hostile would get him nowhere, and it appeared he would be on the same ship as this... Red. [I]'I'll just stay on my guard...'[/I] He thought, figuring he was lucky somewhat. He probably wouldn't of found the ship on his own. Easily, anyways. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Commander." He tried to be respectful, not wanting to cause trouble or give his people a bad name just because of his own feelings. "I am Swifthoof, and I appreciate your assistance. The ships all look the same to me, telling them apart is rather difficult." He admitted, lowering his head to pick up his bindle. 

lifting the stick up, he began trotting in the direction she had pointed him in. Still occasionally looking around at the land. He had a feeling it'd be the last of dry land he'd see for awhile. He had seen a lot already, and was impressed by mostly everything, but honestly wished he could of seen more. There was always time, though. He wasn't on any sort of strict time limit for when he had to return, he was free to travel how he wanted, for as long as he wanted. It honestly felt odd to have a lot of time to do whatever he pleased, he was used to working. He was certain he'd get over it though, overtime. He could return to that life someday, he was sure. He would have spoke, had his mouth not been full. His words would just come out like a mumbled mess, and he figured silence was better than that. 

He instead thought of where they would be going. There was plenty of land to explore, but what would be there? He figured there had to be other races he hadn't seen. He saw quite a few in Canterlot, Earth Ponies, Pegasi, Unicorns... He had saw an odd Zebra with very strange tastes when it came to music, but just thinking about that almost gave him a headache. [I]'What else was there...? Donkey's, Buffalo... And Saurian's. I think that's it...'[/I] He continued to think about it, trying to ensure himself that he hadn't forgotten anything.