The Fallen Soldier
Chapter 41: A coat worth wearing
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I like to play music while I write, certain songs help me write certain situations better. Music is an amazing thing.
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2 DAYS AFTER LAST CHAPTER
"You sure about this Colgate?" You ask, while throwing a duffel bag into your VTOL.
"Yeah." She replied, staring at your VTOL. "You mentioned moving back into town, and I'm completely willing to let you stay with me."
You crouched and un-zipped a bag, quickly checking its contents before zipping it back up and tossing it into the VTOL.
"We aren't even a official couple but you're letting me move in with you? I've only known you for 6 days now Colgate." You stop checking bags and look at Colgate.
Colgate frowns, "I... I thought the sex was...." She trailed off.
"The sex was drunk me trying to let some steam off, something sober me never wanted to do." You stepped closer and grabbed Colgates hand. "I'm more than happy to make our relationship official though."
A hopeful expression made its way on Colgates face, "So you're staying then?!"
Right. When you woke from your drunken sex with Colgate, she was gone and you were still naked. There was a note on the nightstand next to you, it explained where she went, and for you to help yourself to her kitchen. You talked to her twice after this, the last time was so you could explain that you may or may not leave Equestria. You didn't wanna start dating her, then decide you're gonna abandon her.
But now you're staying, so your relationship with her can progress.
"Yes, I'm staying." You confirmed, a smile on your face.
She smiled in return and embraced you, she was warm. This was a feeling a you haven't experienced in 4 years. It was a welcomed feeling. It reminded you of your better days and some previous relationships. Wether this is good or not, it's entirely up to you.
Colgate pulled away and turned to walk towards Ponyville. You aren't allowed to park you VTOL inside Ponyville, but you're welcomed to do it outside.
Colgate turned and cupped a hand to her mouth, "Finish your packing and bring it all over!"
You yelled, "Okay!" And turned to jump inside the VTOL.
You're taking back some items you don't need, and re-filling the bags with more useful items. An example would be ammunition, tools, and 2 or 3 new guns, dozens of magazines, a couple attachments for a few guns, and whatever else you'll need.
The flight to the Russian ship was uneventful, nothing spectacular happened. Upon arrival, you emptied all of the duffel bags and filled them with ammo, guns, magazines, weapon attachments, and some basic tools. The flight back was just as uneventful.
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Colgate was waiting outside Ponyville, standing idly on a little stone bridge that crossed over a baby river. She waited for you to come to her, which didn't take too long. You removed your oxygen mask and flipped some switches, shutting off the engine.
You twisted a handle and popped the canopy open, letting fresh air fill your lungs. You stood up and stepped out onto the left wing, you crouched by the back seat and pulled the duffel bags out, leaving them on the wing. You quickly shut the canopy and turned to grab a bag, you slid one bag over each shoulder and held the 3rd one.
You hopped off the wing and walked over to Colgate. She greeted you with a warm smile and escorted you to her house.
Upon arrival at her house, one could tell that Colgate made bank. Her house was a miniature fucking mansion, it seemed to have 2 floors and a large backyard. Colgate lives on the outer ring of Ponyville, meaning she gets decent property prices, but long walks to the store and back. The fact that she lives relatively close to The Everfree Forest meant she had some house expenses slashed due to the possibly fatal encounters with local wildlife.
With you around, that wouldn't be a problem, unless she gets attacked by some kind of dragon like creature that can regenerate lost heads. Then you're fucked. And by fucked, you mean "Big Time" fucked.
No-one likes getting "Big Time" fucked.
Colgate showed you around and let you live in your own room on the second floor. She didn't wanna share a room since you had all those dangerous guns, you offered to give her firearm training so she wouldn't feel so threatened by them. But she declined.
Colgate left you to your own devices and traveled downstairs to make some food.
You took this time to examine your new digs.
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"Alright Anderson, I'll go make food and you can make yourself feel at home." Colgate kissed you on the cheek and disappeared behind the now closed door.
You chuckled and dropped your duffel bags on the floor, you cracked your right-hand fingers and stretched. You sighed, and smacked your lips together. You looked around and mentally agreed with your new living arrangements.
For one, this room was considerably bigger than the one Twilight gave you. It's got a bed for two, with black sheets and a set of fluffy looking pillows. There was a window directly behind the bed, it had a great view of Colgates backyard, and a distant view of the Everfree Forest.
If any forest critters attack, your room would make a great snipers nest. You made a mental note to install motion sensors in the yard, if your stay here permanently.
There was a large mirror on the left side of the bed, wait....
You approached the mirror and pushed it to the left. Revealing a decently sized closet.
The mirror was also a closet, or the closet doors had a mirror, whatever works. You closed the closet and checked yourself out in the mirror. War has been kind to you, your face isn't damaged with any ugly looking scars. Your back on the other hand.... Well that's why shirts exist.
You turned from the mirror and approached a desk, the desk was rather simple, it stretched around the corner and ended a few feet from the closet. It was large and made from wood, its large size would benefit someone like you. There was also a chair with wheels, and a lamp that sat directly on the corner of the desk. It seemed to run off some kind of energized Chrystal.
And that's really all there is to your new room, big bed, large closet, body-sized mirror, large desk w/ chair and lamp, and a simple framed picture.
The picture was on the wall that had nothing, the picture painted on the canvas showed a group of dogs sitting around a table playing a game of cards. It was quite amusing.
And that's all there is to the room, it didn't have a cool wallpaper, or any specifically colored part, it was all white. Minus the desk and bed and..... Oh! And the window, which had a black frame.
You picked up your duffel bags and dropped them on the bed, you un-zipped one bag and pulled out a couple boxes of live ammunition. You turned and dropped them on the desk, you returned to the bags and pulled a shit ton of magazines out.
You collapsed in the office chair and started loading the magazines, it passed the time, and Colgate eventually brought food up. She pushed your duffel bags back and sat on the edge of the bed, she watched you load magazines and started a conversation.
"So." She began. "You do this for fun?"
You pushed another .556 round in the clip and placed with the other loaded magazines. "For fun? Hell no. But it's oddly calming, it give me a chance to think as well." You reached to your left and grabbed the plate Colgate placed there, you turned in the chair and looked her in the eyes.
"Do you think it's weird to find this calming? I'm gonna use one of these magazines to kill something later, so it may be weird. I don't know though." You used your fork to stab a piece of meat, you brought it to your mouth and sucked it in. You chewed and swallowed.
Delicious.
Colgate took a bite from her sandwich, "Well, I don't know how to respond to that."'
You took another bite, "Let me get real for a second Colgate, okay? I'm going to lay down some truth and you may not accept it."
Colgate took another bite and nodded, "If you can trust me, I can trust you."
You smirked, "Okay." You laid your fork down and placed your plate on the table.
Very slowly, you whispered the next few words,"I need clothes."
Colgate stared at you. "Okay." She whispers back. "When?"
You stand up, "Preferably now. I've got an appointment with Rarity, so where's your kitchen?"
"Why?" She replies.
"So I can get rid of this plate?" You explain, holding the empty plate up.
"Oh." She stands up and takes the plate from you. "I'll take care of it myself, you can go ahead and go."
"You sure?" You ask, while inching towards the door. "I'm capable of washing my own plate ya know."
Colgate smiles and walks past you, she opens the door and steps outside. She disappears down the hallway and all you hear is the thumps of her feet hitting the staircase.
Okay. You guess that's your cue to head out.
You step out and close the door, you walk down the hallway and then down the stairs. You pass by the kitchen and yell out, "Thanks! I'll be back!" And the set for the front door.
You turned the knob and step out onto the outside world, the sun is still shining and you've got a long walk to Rarity's.
*Ring*
"Yo Rarity! It's-a-meh! Anderson!" You stomped to the front desk and spammed her little bell.
*DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING*
Eventually the constant ringing of the bell was interrupted by, "YES! I SHALL BE THERE IN A JIFFY! PLEASE STOP RINGING THE BELL!" Rarity could be heard stomping in from the back room.
You leaned against the counter, a bored expression on your face. Your right-hand index finger was still spamming the bell.
Rarity appeared from the back and quickly approached you and slammed her hand down on your hand, quickly bringing a halt to the ringing of the bell.
Rarity looked tired, as if you woke her from a nap. And it was incredibly rare to see Rarity with bags under her eyes, sometimes you forget how stressful it is to run a successful clothing business by yourself.
"I'm here for my clothes pick-up." You calmly announce, ignoring the death stare Rarity was giving in return.
Rarity pulled her hand away and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "Right, Clothes." She went quiet for a moment. "You ordered the pants and shirts right?"
You nodded and pulled a large bag of bits from your belt, you dropped it on the table.
Rarity stared at the bag and glanced back at you, "Sometimes Anderson... I honestly wonder where you get your money from. You don't have a job as far as I know, so where do you get it all from?"
You keep your response short, "Nightly visits to Canterlot."
Rarity hums tiredly, she doesn't seem to fully acknowledge your response. "Yes." She smacked her drying lips together. "I'll get your clothes now." She turns and walk into the back once again.
You shrug and patiently wait, you can hear Rarity moving boxes around and yawning every now and then. She soon returns with a large box, as well as a much thinner but lengthy box.
You noted the second box first thing, "I didn't order a second set of clothes." You announce.
Rarity yawns again and sets the box on the counter, "That box is from Canterlot, I received it early today. It had specific instructions from the princesses themselves."
Could it be?
"I figured you'd be more curious to see what I got?" You ask, pulling the tape off the thin box.
"Too tired Dear." Rarity replies, yawning. "I barely finished my last order last night, I'm incredibly tired and you waking me up didn't help."
"Right, sorry." You apologized, pulling off the last of the tape and opening the box.
Yes! This is it! It's the mother****ing trench coat!
You pulled the leathery coat out and slid it on, it fit perfectly!
You laughed aloud and started twirling, watching the tail of the coat spin with you. You approached Rarity's in-door mirror and checked yourself out.
Dapper.
You opened the coat and spotted the pocket for a handgun, as well as a couple pockets for magazines. You pulled your SAS-24 from it leg holster and slid it into the coats holster, some kind of magical spell held the gun in place. Same goes for magazines.
You grinned from satisfaction and looked in the mirror once again, you grabbed the coats hood and slid it over your head. As requested, your face magically disappeared, and was replaced with two VERY eerie looking glowing orbs where your eyes once where. You chuckled and immediately noticed the change of voice, the hood also changed your voice pitch! Making it far deeper.
You slid the hood off and twisted your body -- striking a pose -- you slid your hands into the coats pocket. You felt something in your right pocket, you pulled out a piece of folded paper and opened it. It was a letter from the princesses that named every feature of the coat, and every cost.
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Dear Anderson
Celestia and I wonder how much you like this trench coat. We ordered the most durable material and used that as our starting grounds. We did the enchanting ourselves, and we hope it meets your standards. We expect to see results from your plan soon.
Love Celestia and Luna
Here is every feature and its cost.
Hood that hides face /w glowing eyes - 100 bits - Enchanting done ourself, price removed.
Dragon scale enchanting- looks like leather, feels like leather, protects like dragon scales. - 500 bits - enchanting done by yours truly, price removed.
Holster for your firearm, couple pockets for the 'magazines' as you call them. - 80 bits, magnetic spells are quite cheap and very easy to make.
Automatic cloaking- Using a very complicated set of spells, you can go invisible by speaking the command, "Seclusion." It will react to your voice and your voice only. - 800 bits - enchanting done ourselves, price removed.
Passive healing - This coat absorbs mana from the air and uses it to slowly heal your wounds. - 200 bits - done ourselves, price removed.
The note goes on to describe some other things, like the material and where they got it from. On the very bottom, this was scribbled
P.s. Not even our own soldiers get this kind of gear, please keep its sender a secret.
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The letter ended there, you rolled the note up into a ball and shoved it back into your right pocket. You turned and approached Rarity again, you grabbed the second largest box and turned to leave.
"Thanks for your time Rarity! I'll see you tomorrow!"
You used your foot to push the door open, you stepped out and set sail for Colgate's house.
At the local train-station, a women dressed in metal jumped off the train. She was looking for someone, and thanks to the emergency signal from a Russian ship..... She finally found him.
Next Chapter: A meeting out of this world Estimated time remaining: 2 Hours, 23 MinutesAuthor's Notes:
Who is the strange girl? Why is she looking for a un-named man? Why am I even bothering to hide his identity? You know who it is... Don't you?
What happens next? Only time will tell!
Oh... And the next chapter. The next chapter will also tell what happens next.
Maybe... Idk.
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