Assasins pony III

• a few minutes later

AJ and Connor were walking down a gravel path towards a huge orchard of apple trees.  We came up to a small wooden arch and some fences.  Behind the fence was the orchard.  "Welcome to Sweet Apple Acres, Connor.  Feel free to to try our fruit.", she said pointing a hoof at the trees.

Connor walked up to a tree and pulled a bright red apple from a random tree.  Might as well try it he thought as he took a bight of the apple.  Some juices down his chin as he exclaimed "These -" he paused for effect "are delicious."

"Well shoot, thanks mister Connor!  That reminds me, what is your last name?", Applejack asked Connor curiously.

*sigh* "I don't have one. It's complicated, don't ask.", he answered slightly sullenly.  She stopped walking but Connor didn't notice until he was several feet ahead of the mare.

When he noticed she wasn't following he turned around and asked "What?"

"Ya don 'ave a last name? Why?", Applejack asked, confusion evident on her face.

"My mothers culture never really gave family names.  My…fathers name, well I disowned it.  I suppose you can use his name, Kenway. His name was Hathem Kenway.", he explained.  They began their long walk again.

"Applejack, Applejack where are you?", a new voice called out.  It sounds like a child.  I should better be safe than sorry he thought before bolting into an apple tree.

A small figure appeared a little distance away.  "Applejack! There you are.", the little one said as (if the voice was anything to go on) as she ran up to AJ.  "Where have ya'll been?  Ah was lookin' for ya'll all day."

"Well Ah'm sorry Applebloom.  Ah had business to deal with in town.  By the way ah 'ave somepony... for you... ta... meet.",  she trailed off as she saw he was no longer behind her.

"Who is it Applejack?  Who is it?",  the newcomer asked.

"Just a second, Applebloom.  Where d'ja go?  Connor, get out your flank out here, NOW!", she called out to Connor but he didn't move an inch.

"Who's ... er, I believe it was, Applebloom?", he asked from in the tree.

"Applebloom is ma' baby sister.  She's part of the Cutie mark Crusaders or CMC for short.", she said trying to locate Connors voice among the trees.  "She's  jus' a filly, she ain't gonna hurt ya."

"If your old enough to wield a musket you can hurt just about anyone.", Connor retorted.

"Ah jus' come down from whatever tree ya'll are in, will ya."

He jumped out of the tree he was in.  Connor rolled to dissipate his momentum (it is momentum right?).  He walked up to the mare and filly.  "Hello Applebloom,  my name is Connor."  He held out his hand/hoof shake.  Applebloom looked at it nervously before giving in and shaking the extended hand.

"Mister, if ya don't mind me asking, wha' are ya?", she asked Connor.

"A human, now no more questions.  I just answered a bunch of Lyra's questions and I just wish to get some sleep", Connor cut her off before she could start up another twenty question session with him.

After the little encounter they began walking in silence.  A few minutes later a large red barn came into view.  "Ah hope this is okay.  T'aint  the worst barn in Equestria. Don' mean it ain't still a barn though."

"This will be fine.  I've slept in worse situations, generally out in the wilderness up a tree.  I'll see you in the morning.", Connor replied. He walked into the barn and looked around.

It was a cozy little barn a few stables filled with hay.  A hay loft filled, guess what? IT WAS FILLED WITH HAY.

"Applejack what's with all the hay?"

"Ah don' really know."

"Well, I'm gonna get some sleep. I suggest you do the same."

"Well do ya need anythang? A blanket, pillow or cot ta sleep on?"

"No I will be fine. I am going to stay in the hay loft"

"How ya gonna get up thar Mr. Connor?", Applebloom cut in.

"Like this.", was his simple reply.

A quick scan of the barn showed several hand and foot holds.  He ran at the wall directly to the right.  When he got to the wall he ran up three steps and grabbed a small ledge.  A glance behind him showed a support beam, he jumped and spun midair and grabbed a beam  attached to the other supports and pulled himself onto it and crouched to help keep is balance. He walked along the ledge till he got to another support. Connor grabbed it and stepped around the beam then jogged to the end of the beam towards a cylindrical bar hanging from the ceiling. He jumped and reached out and grasped the pole (No Homo *NH*) and with his forward momentum swung forward let go and flung himself towards the hay loft but he couldn't quite land it so he grabbed the edge of it and pulled himself up.

He turned to the ponies still on the ground staring in aww.

"You should get some sleep. I'm off to sleep."

They turned and walked away talking. Most likely talking about his skill.

Connor pulled off his weapons and gave them the once over to make sure there was no rust and they were sharp enough to cut. Then did some stretches and put his hidden blade on. Finally slowly began taking off his knee high leather boots.

{5 minutes later}

He finally lay down and fell into a shallow yet restful sleep.