Thomas opened one of the doors of the Lucky 38’s presidential suite, what was technically his home. While he may have had three bedrooms, he really only used two of them. The third had been converted into a personal armoury that would put even the NCR to shame with the sheer diversity in arms and armour it contained.
Pistols and rifles, both energy-based and gunpowder, covered one wall. Along another a large number of explosives and launchers were stored. A third wall was dedicated to all forms of close-quarters weaponry, ranging from boxing gloves to Legate Lanius’ own Sword of The East.
He had also moved a large number of closets and chests into the room to make storing his daunting amount of armour easy. Legion centurion armour, Republic trooper uniforms, pre-War combat armour, power armour, radiation suits, even a high-tech stealth suit.
However, he had one particular set of armour in mind. Last time he was in Equestria, he had been known as the red-eyed demon by those who stood against him. This time, he felt that a slightly different name would be better. He looked at the wall of explosive hardware and smiled, his eyes resting on one weapon in particular.
“So, we’re fine now?”
“Oh of course dear,” Rarity answered with a warm smile, not looking away from her sewing machine. “I had no idea it was like that.”
“Well, you don’t ever see much new clothing in Vegas,” Veronica explained. “Even when you do, it’s not exactly good clothing, either.”
“I can’t imagine how you stand it, though,” Rarity muttered.
The Scribe shrugged. “Neither do I, sometimes. Try picking up a date wearing a set of dusty robes. Doesn’t happen.”
“I can imagine that,” Rarity replied. “Would you like some more tea?”
“Yeah, thanks.” Veronica held out her teacup and let the mare fill it before reclining again on the small couch. “This is really relaxing.”
Rarity hadn’t wanted her to wear her armour all the time, so she had put very quickly put together a simple sky blue dress. Veronica had to stop herself from repeating the morning’s reaction, something which had required all her willpower. Unfortunately, she hadn’t been able to stop herself from giving Sweetie Belle another hug. Neither unicorn had minded too much, though, especially the filly who nuzzled into the Scribe’s chin. That had set her off into another series of happy squeals.
Rarity was still sitting at a sewing machine, working on a gown. It was unlike anything she had ever made before, a biped with a strangely slim body. She had seen clothing for a minotaur cow before, but they had upper bodies comparable in size to the bulls. In comparison, Veronica was frighteningly slim, though her breasts (Rarity couldn’t understand why the word ‘udders’ upset her) were strangely soft, like pillows. The Scribe had said that this was perfectly normal, but the unicorn had seen the scars on her stomach shortly before she had been smothered. That certainly wasn’t normal.
Their attention shifted when a small yelp came from the other side of the room. “Help!” They turned to see a set of small white legs flail around comically under a large bolt of silk cloth. “Get it off!”
“Sweetie, what have I told you about being careful?” Rarity asked, moving the bolt with ease.
“But I’m so bored!” the filly exclaimed as she picked herself up. “Why can’t I see Apple Bloom or Scootaloo?”
“Because they are being punished. Like you.” Rarity sighed as she returned to her work. “I still can’t believe you three would do something so... foolish.”
Trixie turned around and sighed. What was meant to be a relaxing jog around the training fields had turned into anything but. “Aren’t you bored of following Trixie yet?” she asked irritably.
In response, Rainbow Dash glared at her. “I know you’re up to something. And I’m going to prove it.”
Trixie rolled her eyes and stopped. “Do you really want to waste your entire day tailing me? Surely you have something better to do.”
“Normally, yeah, but this stupid war kinda ruined that for me,” the pegasus admitted unhappily. “I’m not even allowed to fly above a certain height! Do you have any idea how much that sucks?”
“Seeing as I happen to lack wings, no. But Trixie can understand your frustration.” She made to walk away, but the pegasus just flew over her and planted herself in the unicorn’s path.
“Oh no, I’m not done - ” Trixie walked into Rainbow Dash and exploded in a cloud of smoke. “What?!” she spluttered, looking around in vain. “How did - when - but - ARGH!”
On the other side of the training field, thankfully concealed by a group of sparring griffons, Private Lulamoon continued walking. Unfortunately for her, this reprieve didn’t last long.
“Hey! Just what do you think that was about!?”
Trixie gritted her teeth and turned around, fixing a glare of her own at the troublesome speedster. “Well, Trixie was trying to avoid the crazy mare who decided that following me into an area off-limits to civilians was a good idea,” she growled. “So unless you want to spend a few hours in the cells, you should leave now.”
“Cells?” Rainbow asked, thinking the unicorn was bluffing. “Pfft, yeah, right.”
“I have the authority to physically restrain you if you don’t leave,” Trixie added.
“I’d like to see you try!”
“Hey, what’s the civvie doing here?” a golden-armoured pegasus asked as she walked by.
“How should I know?” her friend asked, a unicorn in the murky purple armour of the Night Guard.
Rainbow and Trixie watched the pair walk past. “Private,” another voice said unhappily. “Being a Knight does not give you the privilege to bring civilians into restricted areas.”
“Sir, I did not bring her,” Trixie replied, turning to face her superior, who was wearing the plates of a set of Knight armour. “She followed me, even after I warned her.”
The dark-coated stallion raised an eyebrow. “Is this true?” he asked Rainbow.
“Wait, she was telling the truth? But - ”
“You have ten seconds to leave before you are detained.” The stallion cut her off, his tone making it clear that there was no argument that would sway him.
“Fine,” Rainbow replied, knowing when she was beat.
As she hovered off back towards the castle, Trixie turned to the stallion. “Thanks for that, sir.”
“Don’t worry about it, Trix,” he replied, the hardness in his voice replaced with kind-hearted joviality. “And I keep telling you, just call me Blink. None of that ‘sir’ stuff. Makes me feel old.”
Seems fairly IC.
I guess his talent is extreme possibly rapid fire teleporting skill of either himself or others.
teleport
I was here five seconds ago, there were no comments up, pressed F5 by misstake and now I missed my chance for the first comment (Not the 'first!' comment, a real one)
oh well, great story, keep it up!
Blink=Weeping Angel.
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Oh god that's terrifying.
Ok I'm just shooting this out of my ass:
Connect Euclid C-Finder to Celestia's sun
All this fallout business is gonna make me buy the game.
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It bloody well should! New Vegas is the only game that lets you sell a companion to hungry cannibals!
Courier's weapon...
Is it in anyway related to the Gun runners?
2120851
That sounds more funnier than it should be.
2120851 it has to be the fatman x) bring those mini nukes!
A FUCKING FAT MAN! (or whatever it was)
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Hmm... explosives eh? Well my guess is it's either the grenade machine-gun or a Red Glare
Oh and silly Rainbow leave Trixie alone
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Yep, the Red Glare! 13 high-explosive packages of pain at a rate that puts a rifle to shame.
2120881And then Thomas returnes with what looks like a toy ray gun.Hehe.
Is it, being a knight? And I'm pretty sure Rainbow wouldn't be banned from certain areas, you know, thanks to her being the Element of Loyalty and all
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Regardless of her being an Element Bearer, some areas are just so sensitive that they can't allow any risks. After all, if someone sees something and they let that slip to someone who they think they can trust, bad things could happen. Especially from a military or political point of view.
In this case, though, it's more for safety. After all, you have a large number of soldiers in one area. Accidents are bound to happen, and the last thing they want is a civilian getting caught in the blast or something.
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Meh, I guess you have a point. Oh, and is the special talent honor?
A squad of Veteran Rangers?
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Boone?
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Sarah Lyons?
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An army of cazadores?
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Super Mutant Behemoth?
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The Holy Deathclaw Launcher?
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Some kind of teleporting talent.
I would have guessed Mercy, if only because of the name.
Is he bringing a Fat man? Those things are rare in the Mojave, unlike the Capitol wasteland.
It's the Holy Freaking Hand Grenade!
I love Veronica's interaction with Rarity and Sweetie. I also liked the rest of the chapter as well.
Ugh, I'm nearly three hours to late to say Red Glare.
It was really freaking obvious.Oh well, at least I'm right. He better have all the mods for it installed and plenty of ammo.I'd say Rainbow is IC for this, but I thought Trixie was trying to limit her use of third person pronouns, i.e., her name.
As for Blink, I first wanted to go with the spell from D&D, but since he's a pegasus, I'll say it's probably something along the lines that he's fast or agile in the 'blink and you'll miss him' way.
Hooray, update!
heh, I do not why, but i was thinking that rainbow would try to become knight, then I remember that only unicorn can be one, well... kinda like racizm.
Unicorn=super speed.
...Blink?
Midnight Blink?
Invisibility or teleport
I'm thinking he can teleport short distances at a rapid fire speed to confuse his enemies.
"Hey, over here!"
BLINK
"Over here!"
BLINK
"Nope! Up here!"
XD
Esther. And if you weren't planning on Thomas bringing Esther... write it in.
Well it has already been said... so I will say it as well. Blink=teleport. I have been playing too much Dota 2.
And an explosive weapon? Why not a Tesla Cannon? Like the one in Fallout 3 that broke the game? It is sort of an explosive weapon.
2121430 I also would go with teleport, and I think the explosive weapon is certain type of Power fist, for certain robed girl, not for him... Or a Fat man, but I never used one of those, it is too big, expensive, and powerful to use...
Obviously his talent is shutting his eyes.
The only thing she'd need to be more in character, would be the line: "Are you a spy?"
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Every time I use that bloody thing, I manage to blow off all my legs. And lag the game into oblivion.
At least I took four Deathclaws with me.
Silly ponies, he needs power armor and a certain little gatling laser. After that, what could stop him? A nuke? Celly? Luna?
2121529 when I want to blow someone and my legs in the process, I go for a bottlecap mine... it may be not as refined as a fat man gun, but it is cheaper...
(Edit) FOUR deathclaws! a proud death indeed!
And the rocket's Red Glare, the bombs bursting in air;
gave proof through the night:
"DON'T FUCK WITH THE COURIER."
Just a thought. If you covered a weeping angel in cloth you would lose eye contact with 'them'. They would be able to move about freely so long as it doesn't fall off or tear, also mirrors should work in freezing them, if you covered yourself in convex mirrors, they would always be able to see themselves around you, so they would always be frozen (given that there was light and all that jazz).
There is only one possible answer to what Thomas has in store.
Mine Turtles.
I guess since everyone is going with teleportation i will say its hypnosis or mind control. He should also bring th mirv laucher show celestia that human can also harness the power of the sun
My guess is he's digging out the Red Glare from the Lonesome Road DLC.
2120881 awww the red glare, I was hopeing for the fat man.
also for the guy named Blink im seeing the D&D spell by the same name that lets you rapidly blink in and out of existence to phase through attacks
2121604 God bless our war torn post apocalyptic country.
2121351
Every Knight is a unicorn. It's an entire group of Magic Knights.
I'm gonna guess Blink's talent is cameflage or stealth
I think it would be interesting to find out if the range finder would still function properly in Equestria. Other than that I would like to welcome our new fat man armed courier
2122350 Oops, I got distracted by the first pony (pegasus) that asked what a civilian was doing there.
I'll go back to the D&D Blink Spell then.