Security Pipbuck #0951-64-e0bf1 entry 232
I was hating myself by the time I reached the rest stop to catch up with the others. I opened up the boarded up door hoping to find them. Instead, all I found was a nervous young mare with an atomic symbol of her flank and a dumbstruck Steelwing. He looked beaten, his armor was in shreds, his shotgun holstered and in disrepair. One of his eyes were swollen shut. Steelwing was practically coated in dried blood.
Despite his obvious wounds, he still got up on to all fours and rushed me.
Have you ever been hugged by a griffon? Oh my goddess the feathers! A+ would reccomend it.
After he calmed down we swapped stories. Apparently everyone thought I was dead. They probably still think I'm dead. I cant tell you what kind of heartbreak that makes you feel. It's a unique sense of loneliness and guilt.
Steelwing went back for my body. He killed everypony that was holding down the fort in PonEvil. All of them! When he couldn't find my body he took to throwing dead ponies into the water around the Big Mac memorial pond to feed the radigators.
After all that he made his way out here to complete the contract for quantum.
He teared up a little when I told him that i was trying to do the same while looking for everypony.
After catching up and putting food in our bellies, Steelwing and Quantum filled me in on Quantum's issue. Her boyfriend for before the war was trying to catch her, but he had gone mad with dark magic.
I had several questions regarding her current age but withheld them, having witnessed the whole of Fetlock Grove slowly return from an artificial prewar state. Obviously magic was involved.
She wanted to confront him, but needed skilled back up. I agreed to do what I could and set up my sniper rifle amongst some debris in the distance. Whisper would be ready incase this stallion arrived early.
For now we are licking our wounds and counting our bullets. We both wonder where our other companions are, but neither have answers at this point.
