Sound laughed at Midnight’s retort. “Well you certainly haven’t gotten any better at holding your liquor then, im pretty sure I drank as much as you and didn’t anything more than a light buzz. The singing you do is just splendid, don’t get me wrong. However, your miracle headache cure is not as well recepted.” Sound ruffled Night’s air before he made his way to the door and opened it for Sparks.
Suddenly the Symphony poofed in front of him and startled him. “Hey now! I wasn’t aware thestrals had that ability, you like a vampony or something? I mean im used to seeing ponies eat meat, you do what you do to survive… well in your case its actually part of your diet but still. Hold off on the poofing its kinda… hmmm whats the word… startling? I guess… whatever. Away we are.” He exited the room following Sparks shamelessly trying to get a quick peak at both of their flanks but not saying anything about it.
They came across the brick wall of a stallion from last night as they walked down the hallway and he greeted them asking them about their night. Sound grinned and retorted back. “Not quite as lovely as your night was it seems. Not that theres anything wrong with making the most of your last night here, would’ve done the same given the opportunity… buuuut you did keep poor Sparks here up all night, you can tell by the bags under her eyes. Just try to keep it down next time. Hahaha!” Sound continued on following the group down the stairs after giving Breaker a playful punch to the shoulder… which actually hurt his ankle a little but he wasn’t going to admit to that.
He was considering what their options were for a decent breakfast when he noticed Spark grab a menu but then soon afterward set it back down. He walked over to the table and sat down next to her. “So are you just as broke as I am? Hey, c’mon lets get over to the caravan and collect our advance pay and we can see if we can find a street vendor before we head out, ok?” He rubbed her shoulder and gave her a friendly smile, he was back to speaking more quietly again in order to comfort her for the long road ahead. There needed to be atleast one pony on this tea with a little compassion, he hoped he supplied enough.
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Thunder was a business pony and refused to give up just yet. Explaining the finer points on how his traps worked, describing how the first tier traps are guaranteed not to damage any of the goods that it is meant to be protecting. He showed the lead caraveener how his own saddlebags were rigged with what seemed to be the components to a ballistic hoof. Also describing how there is a specific way one must open the bag in order not to set off the trap, but he explained that he couldn’t show how on his bags because of security and business reasons.
Thunder immediately noticed Boreal heading his way over and that he stopped the moment he noticed Thunder standing there. Thunder’s legs were still shaking a bit and he still had quite the limp with every step, but he didn’t show any pain on his face. He began limping straight toward him with a big grin on his face. “Well, well. It looks like the bitch didn’t puss out after all, or is it that your just looking for more opportunities to steal everyone else’s caps as well? How much did you steal last night anyways? Did you promise to pay them back in your mind, knowing full well that you never will? Do you ever consider the repercussions that your actions may have on that pony’s life… Maybe that one pony you dragged out into the alleyway owed somepony money…. Maybe the pony he owed money to isn’t very forgiving about lost money… maybe… just maybe… that pony was me, and I killed him for it…” His smile grew even bigger as he stared at him and let his words sink in. Then, suddenly he burst out in laughter slapping Bolero on the back. “Nah, I ain’t a thug I’m a demolitionist. I don’t give a shit who’s money you steal, just don’t steal anything from me… Boreal was it? I sneaked a peak at the roster you signed onto. Anyways if you do, you may find that your pillow has a land mine in it. Hahaha! Welcome aboard fucker.” He ruffled his mane before turning to leave and see if he could seal a deal with someone on this caravan and earn a few more caps.