"I am the bringer of death! Fall to your knees and beg for mercy... Or give me a sandwich. I'm pretty hungry." - The Vault Dweller

Against the nurses wishes, Courier gingerly eased herself off of the operating table and slowly made her way over to the trashcan. Applejack watched as the human reached down and pulled the tattered clothes it had been wearing out from the bin.

"It's ruined. You're not seriously considering wearing that, are you?" Twilight asked, "It's covered in your... blood."

Courier simply tossed it onto the operating table and looked around the room, "It's fine. A few patches and it'll be as good as new. Where's the rest of my stuff? Please tell me you didn't throw it away too."

Twilight walked over to a large metal trunk in the corner of the room labeled 'BIO-HAZARD', "Right in here, Miss Courier!"

Courier nodded and strode over to the trunk, and with a display Applejack would not have expected of someone recovering from such wounds, picked up the entire crate, hauled it over to the operating table, and put it down on the ground. She then opened it up and proceeded to rifle through it.

"I can talk while I work. If i'm not mistaken, it was your turn to ask a question." Courier said, her voice muffled by the trunk.

Twilight, for her part, was still trying to regain control of her faculties after watching the display of raw power, "How... You're still recovering, how did you do that?"

Courier chuckled from her position in the trunk, "I am? Must have slipped my mind." she then reached up and grasped the large amount of bandages that covered her back.

"Wait! Don't-" was all the assorted ponies could get out before a large tearing sound was heard. They all flinched and looked away.

"What is it? Is there something on my back?"

Applejack peeled her hoof away from her face and immediately gasped. The holes on Couriers back... they were gone! Well... not completely. The holes and incisions the doctors had probed through to pull out all the metal were gone, and in their place were little patches of pale scarring, just like the rest of the patchwork that covered the humans muscle toned back. The ponies gawked at her until Courier reached down into the trunk and pulled out a small, sky blue shirt and matching underwear, and proceeded to put them on.

Courier then returned to rifling through her trunk as Twilight fumbled with her words, "H-H-How?" was all she managed to get out.

"Science." was the muffled reply.

Twilight suddenly found her words again, "That doesn't explain it! How did you heal so fast? Do all humans do that? Do you have some internal medicine maker? Are you immor-"

Courier held up one hand, a single finger sticking up, immediately silencing the purple unicorn. She then reached into the crate again and came out with a large pile of metallic objects and other assorted things that Applejack couldn't identify, and set them all on the table next to her bloody clothes.

She looked over at Twilight as she grabbed a few seemingly random items and flattened out her clothes on the table, "I believe it's my turn for a question." she said, "Did you tamper with any of my things?"

Rainbow Dash immediately piped up, her wings fluttering in anger, "Of course not! We're not idiots!"

"I never said you were." Courier stated matter-of-factly, "I just wanted to know, is all." Applejack watched curiously as the human worked. Her hands seemed to fly from one thing to another, sewing, patching, and tearing at the clothes in front of her until Applejack couldn't even recognize the garment it was before. The cloth seemed to transform before the earth ponies eyes, the blood stained fabric was folded in and hidden under layers of less ruined fabric as Courier worked wonders on it. The human pulled small sheets of metal out of the clothes too, much to Applejacks surprise, and moved them between the layers of fabric as she went. Soon, Applejacks head hurt from looking at the flurry of activity that was Couriers hands.

"How did you do that?" asked an awestruck Twilight.

Applejack looked back to see Courier holding up her clothing to the light, all of the holes that had been there were gone, and the outfit looked exactly as it had before, albeit; less blood stained. The clothes were long, although that made sense, considering who was wearing them, with a large hole at the top for the humans head and three sleeves for her arms and torso. There was also another piece that Courier had left on the table, Applejack assumed they were the pants. Both pieces of clothes were a dark brown color with black trim and looked soft to the touch. There was a metal pauldron on one side right next to the collar that was scratched badly. All in all, her clothes looked odd. Probably horrific by Rarity's standards, but to the simple farm pony, the humans clothes were just out of the ordinary.

"Years of practice." Courier said as she laid the her clothes back on the table. Then she picked up the white blanket that had covered the table during her procedure and looked back at Twilight, "Could I have this, by chance? It already has my blood on it..." she held up the part of the sheet that had a large red stain on it.

"Ummm... Sure? Ok, back to questions." Twilight said, Courier nodded for her to continue as she returned to working on her clothes with the new sheet. "What are all those metal things you're carrying?"

Courier reached over and picked up one of the metal things and held it in front of the ponies. It was L-shaped, with a small protrusion at the base. It shined brightly under the hospital fluorescent lights and mesmerized all the ponies present. Courier spoke, "They're... Life support. They keep me breathing." she said.

Applejacks eyes narrowed. Something was wrong. Courier didn't lie, but the way she said 'life support' made Applejack suspicious.

"Oh! I'm so sorry we took them away from you, then!" Twilight exclaimed in a frightened tone, "The doctors just had to do the operation so fast and-"

"It's fine." Courier said, "As long as they're in the room with me i'll be fine."

"Oh that's good." Twilight let out a sigh, "Also that reminds me of something. i know Rainbow told you we didn't tamper with any of you stuff, and we didn't... mostly. We took away your sword. The guards were paranoid about letting you have a weapon in the operating room. Which doesn't make much sense considering you were strapped down, and there were tons of other thing that could be dangerous and-"

"Twilight. It's fine. No need to worry." Courier assured the unicorn as she put the final touches on her clothes, "Now what do you think?"

Courier stuck her arms and head into the bottom of her shirt, struggled a bit as she tried to get her mammaries in, but once she did, the rest of the shirt slid on nicely. She then grabbed her pants off the table and slipped into those, spending a few seconds getting comfortable and adjusting a few straps.

For the first time, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Twilight got to see the human as they were supposed to; not bleeding out in a forest, not fighting off a huge timberwolf, and not strapped to an operating table. Courier had drawn her hair back into a ponytail like Applejacks while she stood there, letting her bleach white hair flow loosely down her back. She had attached the white hospital sheet seamlessly to the back of her shoulder pauldron that went across her chest until it connected with her collar, creating a cape that concealed her left arm and the weird metal contraption, while leaving the other arm completely bare of cloth. The rest of her clothes were just as they were before; a dark brown color with multiple straps and belts looping across her body.

All the ponies assembled could only say one thing: "Whoah."

Courier went back to the pile of metal contraptions as the ponies stood there, for the umpteenth time, in shocked silence. Courier took the L-shaped thing and slid it into a little holster right where her hand rested. Then she picked up a bigger metal thing that Applejack could only describe as menacing and slung it over her chest so it rested on her back. The final contraption was just a moderately long, L-shaped tube. Strangely, it was made of wood and metal, and seemed to have a large opening at the end. Courier slipped it behind her back and into a holster that rested right on her hip. The result was that the handles of the two L-shaped devices were right next to her hand, and the bigger one hanging nearby. Applejack didn't know why Courier needed those 'Life Supports' so easily accessible if she only had to be in the same room, but she wasn't ready to ask.

"What's that?" Twilight asked as Courier continued picking things up. Applejack recognized some of the object the human was holding; a needle, a bottle of pills, an inhaler, but there were other things, boxes with writing she couldn't read.

"Medicine and food." Courier answered as she slipped all of it carefully into a small satchel hidden under her new cloak.

"But I thought you said those metal things are what kept you alive." Rainbow said.

"They do," Courier answered, "But that doesn't mean I don't get hurt or sick. And, of course, I have to eat. Can I have my sword back?"

Twilight looked at Courier, then to her friends, then back, and shook her head, "Sorry, but it would put a lot of ponies here on edge. I'll keep it safe though; I promise."

Courier seemed fine with this as she slid more things into random pockets until the only thing left on the table was a pile of scrap metal and random wires. She grabbed the bag and the parts and threw them back into the trunk.

"You don't need any of that?" Rainbow Dash asked, hovering close to the box.

"Depends, do you want some non functional alien technology?"

Twilight squeaked, "YES PLEASE!"

Courier raised an eyebrow and kicked the trunk over to Twilights hooves, "Knock yourself out." then she looked around the hospital room, "Can we get out of here? It's a little cramped."

Twilight looked up from the trunk she had started drooling in, "Not yet! I still have so many questions!"

Courier sighed and jumped back on the operating table. From the look on Twilights face, it was going to be a long interview.

Author's Note

I'm not sure if anyone still cares about this fic, but i'm gonna try to finish it anyway. Might even try to edit the earlier chapters. I've gotta stop being so lazy.

Notes: I could've spent a couple thousand words narrating as she put stuff in her pockets, but that kind of stuff is killer to write and boring to read.
Also, I'm back! I'm going to finish this story if it kills me. No more being lazy. This isn't really just a story to me anymore: this is a commitment and a challenge.
Why am I telling you this? I don't know!

By the way: Not that it's a huge problem, but do any of you know how to differentiate between 'Rarity's' and 'Raritys' in terms of action and possession? It's been bugging me for a while now and any advice would be appreciated.

PS: CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS NEEDED. DID THIS WHOLE DAMN CHAPTER IN ONE NIGHT AND I'M PRETTY SURE THE GRAMMAR IS SHIT. PLEASE HELP.