Legion Voice's Home.

[Legion Voice]

After the war, Legion had moved to this town of his own free will. Wanting to stay local enough for his leaders yet far away enough to live in a small town, the changeling had made himself comfortable in a small ranch house located in the middle of town. 

[Legion Voice]

Walking out of his bedroom and yawning, the black skinned changeling had moved himself to the kitchen for a bite to eat. Opening up the fridge and expecting something that wasnt actual food, the stallion sighed. Not getting a sufficient meal in quite some time, his holed legs begun to move towards the door with a grumbled belly in mind. Reaching to open it up, Legion hesitated. What was he to do? Go out and murder a pony to get his energy for a month or two? Shaking his head and sitting down on his brown pleather couch, the changeling begun to wonder when Nightmare Moon would call him again for her needs.. Unless she was through with him too. Only time could tell.

"So hungry.."

[Correctional Forces]

Knocking on the stallions door with a mission from the Queen, a letter was tucked inside his feather nice and tight as his hoof raised to knock once more. "Hello? Officer L? Its a letter from the Queen. She requests you read it at once sir." The stallion that awaited an answer had begun to whistle softly, loving his position with life when he wasn't being triple questioned by the scary and terrifying Queen herself.

[Legion Voice]

Too tired to really move at this moment in time, Legions magic had caused the door to swing wide open. Trying to gather up the energy to stand, the changeling motioned for the delivery boy to come right in. Silently hoping he was cute, the changeling awaited his entrance. With not much news from the Queen's or Nightmare's side to things, he had to say, it was nice to be remembered by someone.

"Come in."

[Correctional Forces]

Trotting inside with the letter now in sight, the stallion with a head in the clouds and a chipper mood came in smiling. "From the Queen sir." Moving closer, the pegasus handed the changeling the letter before saluting and beginning to walk out. Not remembering his manners, the pony turned around before smiling. "Forgive me, do I need to take a response back or... what?"

[Legion Voice]

Taking the letter, Legion Voice rolled his bright baby blue eyes at the stallion before him. Not wishing to deal with him much longer, a devine thought spread over the changelings hungry exhausted frame. Licking his lips, the bug had actually stood up before lighting his horn. With wide eyes focusing on keeping eye contact with the delivery pony, Legion smiled.

"No, thank you. Your services are no longer required. I will however send you back to where you came from. The other world."

Horn lit, his light green aura had surrounded the pony easily as it found itself becoming drained of all energy. Devoting him of his love and life source for a fully charged one of his own, Legion Voice soon dropped the now raisin transformed before stretching completely. No longer feeling himself weakened by the new ways of life, the changeling had lifted the body over his shoulder. Moving to his spare bedroom, the dead stallion was soon dumped inside for the time being. Turning back around and sitting on his couch once more, the bug pony begun to read his letter. Scanning the letters carefully, he soon put it down before walking out the door to do his assigned mission.

{Exit Legion Voice.]

[Legion Voice]

[Enter Legion Voice & Joxer]

Opening up his door to see everything as he left it, the changeling sighed in relief before walking inside. Always in worry that some day, pony rebellions would trash his home, the soldier lived in a constant defensive state. Knowing he was more paraniod then he should have been, Legion focused on why they were there. Motioning him to come inside, he moved to the closet near the kitchen. Taking off his heavy armor and placing it inside, light blue eyes shifted to Joxer's position.

"You are welcome to water in the fridge if you wish. This is my home."

[Joxer]

Joxer hums in thanks as he opens the door, trotting in behind the short one, biting his lips a little as he looks it all over. With a slight nod, he takes the offer and walks over to the fridge, taking some water and sipping it.

"It's a decent place, I probably knew someone who lived here once, but it was too long ago and it must've been some nobody. Glad to see it used though, no offense." He hums, eyes a soft blue.

[Legion Voice]

Glad to be free of his soldier uniform, Legion Voice had kept but a simple badge. Watching the pony curiously, the changeling couldn't help but read his emotions with confusion stated. This stallion wasnt just another pony to go on his team, that was for damn sure. Locking eyes before arching an eyebrow to the different shade of color running through his eyes, Legion shook his head before trotting to the door.

"You came, you saw, lets get going."

Not letting it bother him for the moment, the pony's problems were his own. Holding his head high and opening his door once again, the afternoon sky had been ticking away as their adventure barely managed to start. None the less, hours remained throughout the day with skills to be shown.

"Lets use that gift of yours to good work, yes? Take us to the badlands."

[Joxer]

Joxer chuckles softly and takes a few more sips of water before setting the bottle down and flicking his now normal shade of green eyes back to look at Legion. Looking around the minimal home and leaning against a wall, not moving an inch as the bug moves to the door.

"You don't want to just hang around for a bit? Straight to work, not break or play?" Tutting softly, Joxer smiles softly, "No time will pass, and we've already traveled quite alot. Unless you really want to go nonstop? I'm kinda curious to learn what we'll be doing."

His smile and his not moving at all shows that he wasn't walking outside the door. "We can leave without an open door, yknow? Unless you want to have your house pillaged by random ponies."

[Legion Voice]

Blinking with the realization of his words, Legion closed the door before him. Sighing and turning back to face the skilled and verbally right stallion, the changeling chuckled lightly. "You're right. Where are my manners?"

Walking closer to Joxer's body with a smirk, Legion Voice had sparked up his magic. With a green aura visibly surrounding his head, the soldier was going to tell him exactly what was going on. Shooting a shock ridden blast towards the stallion's body, with an up close body stance, chances of Joxer dodging were quite slim but not at all impossible. The magical blast wouldn't kill the pony, but it would in fact feel like a giant zapping punch to the immune system.

"What happened to the real idiot! Spill the beans you maggot!"

[Joxer]

Eyes never changing from their smiling form, Joxer appears a step to the left, the magic shot by the short one going through where he used to be, sadly his tail got a bit singed. And by a bit, half the length was gone, but it didn't matter to him. Letting out a soft chuckle, Joxer's eyes settle on Legion's before smiling a bit... forcefully, somehow no trace of the stallion's magic was seen after he probably teleported to the side.

"The real idiot is ever shifting, ever watching, ever waiting... to be told what it is his mission will be. Before deciding if he actually will seriously help the little bug, who is in charge."

[Legion Voice]

Growling low at the stallion before him, Legion hissed in response. Whatever Joxer was, he wasn't just a pony anymore. Wondering what they cooked up from the Queens magic, Legion tried to calm himself down. If they were to fight here and now, he might lose a valid partner. Sighing mentally and straightening up his posture, the changeling rolled his eyes defeatly.

"So you're not going to tell me? How can I trust you? Partner." Looking over the creature before him, maybe having someone of this level will increase their chances of winning? Hating the realistic facts, Legion moved towards his door. "Explain on the way. I'm keeping my eye on you."

[Joxer]

Joxer sighs softly and trots forward in front of Legion, teleporting them outside, Joxer not breaking his stride in the least as he walks on down the street.

"You know, for someone who's supposed to be good at hiding their emotions, you're a nice book. Now come on, don't ask vague questions, ask direct ones." Joxer calls to Legion, humming in thought. "I gotta eat before we go, otherwise I'll be a tad bit... unreliable if I teleport us that far." As the tan stallion trots confidently down the street, he turns, trotting backwards as he watches Legion, not entirely sure he'd care much longer if he had even more attitude.

[Legion Voice]

Hissing at stallions cheerful zen behavior, Legion trotted after him. Locking his door and mentally reminding himself that he needed to empty out the dead body from his own closet, the changeling offered a small dark chuckle. "You are not what you seem. Strange pony. You will get your food. Where must you eat?"

[Exit Legion & Joxer to main street]