TheHybrid

Scratches his head, "Ah dont know any pony like that, but like Ah said before, Ah hardly know anypony at all! So you're on yur own for that." he put his hoof into his bag, when he realized it bit something "Oh hey, another magic-to-go unicorn horn!" He pulled it out, and strapped it on his head. However, unlike the other horn, the words "Magic-to-go horn" wasnt written on the head strap. Instead, it said horn "Unicorn horn replacment prototype". It fused to his head like the other one, but unlike the other one that only appeared to be fused using an illusion spell, this one actually FUSED to his head, since it was meant to replace broken horns of unicorns. He didnt seem to notice that he accidentally used the wrong horn, "there, now ah should fit in... Pressy, why're you lookin at me like that?"

Nods, "For ponies like me... we kind of hafta sacrifice one part of our lives for another. We can't really have much of a social life... because we know that in the end, it'd just hinder our work. Maybe if yur a genius or somthin', where ya dont gotta work for your intelligence, you could have the best of both worlds. But Ah'm not a genius, I'm just as smart as one cause I spent most of my life studying and working with machines, and not socializing. I look at it like I sacrifice my livlihood, to hopfully improve the lives of others, which to me is worth it." He paused for a moment, "But Pressy, you don't gotta be like that. You have an opportunity to get in a relationship, so go after it! If ya gotta.. 'Crush' on someone, go for it? You're real pretty to look at, smart, and you gotta amazin' personality to boot! The way I look at it, a stallion would be lucky to get a mare like you." He nudges her, smiling warmly.

Rusty though about it for a moment, "Well... Ah'm no unicorn... but maybe your magic is used differently then others. Like... like the normal ways they teach ya how to use it don't apply to you. Basically what Ah'm sayin' is, that you have the potential to have all the spells other unicorns do, but you just gotta learn how to do them yur own way..." he sighed, "And well... onto my past." he cleared his throat, then pulls up thoughts of what he is going to say "Was... nothin' special in my childhood. I was one of those strange fella's, that say in the back of the class by himself, drawin' in his little sketch book..." he paused for a moment, "DIdn't have much friends, heck I still don't..." he chuckles a bit, "Heck, I never even had a special somepony before, not once. I minded about my lack of friends and social life a lot as a kid, but... as a full grown stallion... it doesn't bother me as much anymore." he looked onwards, a calm smile on his face "Ah've just accepted that this is who Ah am, and I should be happy with it, which Ah am.'

He thought about what she said. It did seem to be true, how else could've they've gotten to being best-friends in under 24 hours? He reflected a moment longer on the idea, then answered simply "Yeah... that sounds 'bout right". Soon he found himself thinking about something else that wasn't too different from his last thought, the fact that even though he was friends with this mare, he knew absolutely next to nothing about her. All he knew was that she was from Trottingham, and was a unicorn that has a hard time levitating things. A stranger as a friend, he thought to himself. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "So... tell me about yourself, since Ah hardly know anything about you.... but if it's too personal like... then you don't gotta."

Looks around for a bit, "Well... alright you do that, and Ah guess Ah'll follow ya.... ya know whats weird?" Rusty began trotting, signaling the mare to follow "How these ponyfolk don't even realize that if they all work t'gether, they'd be a hecka lot more efficient.They got no real reason ta be separated anyway..." he scratches his head, "Jus' makes no sense at all..." he thought about something else that was weird, "Ya know... what else is a bit strange? How... close we've gotten! And so quick too, usually it takes a week or so for anypony to become friends with me. I dunno how, but you've broken through to me.... well... the real me faster then anypony ever!"

Rusty began to feel his mind cloud over, his thoughts were breaking apart, their trains never reaching their destinations. His ears perked up very slightly when he heard somepony fall outside his door, then complain about faulty circuits. Obviously this was Mech, he thought, pulling out a increasingly vague memory out of his foggy mind of Mech's mechanical leg and wings. Rusty, although it took a little longer then it should've, put it together that his leg must of failed, and he must of fallen. He clumsily climbs out of bed, and undoes his tool sash, which drops to the ground. He picks up one end of the hash with his mouth, and begins to drag it slowly to the door. Once he reached it, he carefully pushed the sash under the door for Mech to use, then smiled weakly to himself.

Cleared his throat, and was about to speak in his posh accent, when he realized the blacksmith could probably care less. He pulled the binder out of his saddle bag, then took out the blue-prints of the metal pieces he needed making, then gave him the rather intimidating stallion them "Make these for me and... Ah promise ya... there will be good pay". The black-smith unicorn looked over the blue-prints, raising a brow "Some strange stuff you want smithed... but I think I can do it." He turned around, and closed the door, well... it was closer to slamming it. Rusty tensed a bit at the slamming, but then quickly recovered "Alright..." he looked around the place, noticing how beautiful the architecture was, and just the setting in general. He looked at Pressy, smiling tiredly "Ah'm gettin' old alright... heh. Wanna break for a bit? Maybe look around, while we're still here? It's quite a sight..."

Rusty grinned at her, whispering "Pressy, Ah think Ah havn't been more proud of you..." he gave her a light pat on the back. He looked forward into the city, still speaking in a low voice "Ready to go? Ah am."

Followed Mech into the guest room, and layed on the bed. He looked at Mech, frowning "Ya betta... lock this room shut. Just in case." ((You can god-mod me as needed, I'm going to take a nap.))

The two unicorn stallions trotted up to Rusty, looking him up and down. They scoffed looking at each other, "What, pray tell, is this THING doing here?" one asked the other, with a disgusted look on his face. The second laughed haughtily, replying "I don't know... maybe he is lost! Poor thing..." both of them then began laughing. Rusty faked an enraged look, "How dare you two mistake me as one of those... ruffians! I am simply a unicorn, without a horn! Lost I'm afraid, in a scuffle with those... horrible... monstrous.... (and quite odorous, if I might add) earth ponies!" he raises his nose up, "Unbelievable!" he looked at his niece, "Can you simply believe these two? The nerve!" The two Unicorns clamoured, stammering on their words "Oh my, our deepest a-apologies! We had no clu-" he cut them off, "No. It is too late now... I wonder what Unicornia will think of you two? The Unicorns who taunted a poor, traumatized, soul, after he had been brutalized?" Their eyes widened, realizing how badly they messed up. They pleaded with the older stallion, "Please! No!" they smiled nervously, "What... what do you want? We will give you anything!" he two began looking through their satchel bags. He grins, "Oh I don't know... what do you think, Pressy my dear?" he smiled confidently at her, mouthing "Directions. Blacksmith." he could of asked himself, but he thought two unicorns being against them instead of one would be more realistic, and more terrifying.

He grinned, then made a dramatic face "Well, don't you remember my dear? One of those... monsterous.... barbaric earth ponies shattered it while I was defending the Unicorns' proud name!" he put a hoof to his forehead, "Oh!"

Shakes his head, mustering whatever will-power and strength he had left to force himself up. He could feel it coming, he knew he didn't have too long, maybe not even a minute. He was too old for this, "Mech... where... is you're closest closet?" he said with a nervous Grin.

Kind of hard with Rusty, but I think this song matches it well... and hey a nice PMV too! Song:

Rusty began to cough, weakly at first, but soon it grew stronger. He looked at Mech, his normally stubborn facial expression saying 'Ah don't need no Pony!' was now distorted, to one of a pleading and desperate stallion, "Mech... Ah trust you... Ah... know you'll find the cure... promise me you will...?"

Rusty gritted his teeth, 'Who do they think they are?' he thought, 'Just sittin' here livin' it big, while those poor earth-pony folk are barely surviving! This... this is... wrong. Just.. wrong.' he took a deep breath, attempting to release some building up tensions. He had to act normal, like nothing was wrong "Ah have an Idea..." he cleared his throat,took off his top hat, and fixed his hair up, "I say, this is quite a nice day we're having, is it not?" he smiled calmly at the mare, winking at her. He was doing a near perfect impression of a posh sounding pony.

((I've been with the group the whole time btw (To any new people in this thread) Rusty wobbled a bit, his vision beginning to blur. He coughed lightly, "Ah... Ah don't feel so good..." he winced as he felt a nick on his left hoof, he looked down at it and was surprised to see it was a scar. He lyes down, "Ah... Ah I think I need to rest.."

Smiles, happy to see his friend feeling slightly better, "Sorry about that... don't know what... erm... never mind. ANYWAY, let's pick up the pace! It's gettin' kind of.. dark and chilly, in'it?" he chuckles nervously, knowing what this could mean.

Rusty looked over to Presteza, his normally confident smile fades quickly. He could instantly tell their was something bothering the young mare, wondering if he accidentally brought up some burried memories. After a few more moments, he gently stops her with his hoof, and looks her straight in the eyes, his face full of worry and concern "Presteza... you alright? What's the matter?" he asks her in soothing, calm voice. ((Sorry if it's a bit overkill, IRL sad people make me feel sad... and you're OC is making me sad right now xD guess it translated over))

Finishes tying the rope somehow... only using his hooves. He smiles proudly of his fine craftsponship, "Done! Now go git im!" ((Night~))

Looks at storm, "Don't know how we'd find the original..." he looks out at the infected ponies, "It... it really looks like... it's uhm... gettin' bad out there." he looks at Mechanical, That idea could work I 'spose..."

Furrowed his brow, "Well shoot..." he put a hoof to his chin, then yelled back "Might as well come back here, don't wanta get yurself infected!" he thought for a moment, "Maybe.. lure him with sum candy?" he yelled back, in an unsure tone.

((I'mma try to shorten my posts...)) Rusty thought, "Maybe... we could... uhm... say we're it's ma? I mean... it's looking for it's ma so... that could work."

Rusty blinked a few times, feeling his dandelion sandwich he had for lunch coming up to give it's opinion on the situation, though he sileneced it, "That's... that's... horrifyian!" he closed his eyes tight for a few moments, and took a few deep breaths. He had to calm himself if he wanted to be anyhelp, panicking and screaming wouldn't get him anywhere, he thought. He opened his eyes, a more equal tone set on his face now, "Maybe we... could lead one back?" he asked as he followed the other two.

((I thing Mechanical Maddness is doing just fine as a Doctor Whooves :3, plus it's interesting if we just use OC's for this.))

Raises a brow, "Ah might be buisness minded at times, but Ah ain't stupid." he chuckles, "That would cause massive havok.... and I ain't making those new horns just for profit." he frowns, "Have you ever seen a unicorn that's told that they're horn is gone, after an accident? It's heart-breakin'... most of them seem understandably dead inside. That's why Ah made these horns, figuring we got artificial limbs, why not horns?"