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Ponies Ain't Property
🕑 Added 2025-02-13 21:03:05 +0000 UTCA soft whimper could be heard within the complex that Doc had found herself in. carefully poking about she would notice the sight of a wicked looking raider getting rough with a diseased filly. with careful assessment, the ghoul throws the raider to the ground. With a quick motion Doc steps between the filly and the raider and pulls her pistol, the raider does the same meeting her gaze.
"Grrrr What's the problem!? She's mine, I bought her fair and square! The little welp is dead in a week anyway." The raider would scoff as Doc stares at her.
"Ponies ain't property..." The ghoul rasped directly.
"Look I'll let you have her if you pay me, i paid a pretty bit for her, Ill sell her to ya half price."
The doctor would steal her gaze as she would focus the gun right at the raider's head.
"Perhaps y'all didn't hear me.... Ponies ain't property." With that, a gunshot rang out. With the aid of SATS the bullet found its home inside the Raider's head as her skull exploded from the force of such a round. Watching the corpse slump back, the ghoul turned to face the whimpering filly. Holstering her pistol, she gently stooped to help the little girl to her hooves and onto Steady's back. "Come on lass, lets get you some much needed care." she said as she would make her way out of the compound, squinting at the shift in light all be it not so much given the forever overcast sky.
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a little expert from the FoE table top game we played. This was Doc's first life taken. In a selfless act to save an injured and sick filly, she takes the life of the wicked raider with a single set of rounds shot from her 9mm. Sometimes, the only cure for such disease, is a bullet to the head.
with a cold look in her eyes
