The Hungry [Open]

[shevatangel]

It had been a while since she came out of the pod, and rarely did she ever leave the hangar.  And she lately has just been sitting on the foot of her robot staring off into space quite a bit.  Occasionally she'll walk the compartments around that but rarely seems to stray too far from that area, every day looking a bit paler

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[swordofdorn]

"Something is wrong?" Erhart rumbles at Maria, moving over from his gunship to look her over.

[shevatangel]

"No. Fine. Just hungry."

[swordofdorn]

"Come with me then, I know where to get some good food."

He removes his helm, and almost smiles at her. Almost.

"And you will meet an interesting thing."

[shevatangel]

"Interesting thing?"

[swordofdorn]

"Indeed. A horse that talks."

He begins to walk in the direction of hydroponics.

[shevatangel]

"What's a horse?"

[swordofdorn]

"You will see shortly. It is a large 4 legged animal often ridden by knights in armor, men like myself though lesser in stature. It also has several uses in industry and various sorts of sporting."

[shevatangel]

"Er, ok, so some sort of biological mount. Got it."

[swordofdorn]

He will walk quietly to hydroponics with her, pointing out the various planted crops as they go.

"Hmh.. no ponies right now. I suppose applejack is busy elsewhere. Or sleeping."

[shevatangel]

"Oh, uh, that's all right. Hey, this place almost looks natural. Didn't know there was a place like that on the ship."