Morning Shopping [Closed] (Dated)

Jack doesn't like the city.Especially if the weather is like today. Grey and rainy, but he runs out of medical supplies and yesterday he had an accident at the farm. It's just a litte scratch at his forehoof, but Jack couldnt't risk an infection. The last one was one too much.
"Shucks" he swears quietly. He's standing in front of a shop, which is marked as closed and has the gryphon seal on it.
"Seems they got another brave pony. Slowly I'm running out of trusted suppliers." He's hobbling down the main street and searches for a shop which sells medical supplies.He knows that this is a stupid idea, because medical stuff is so damn rare nobody would sell it.

A knife is placed to Gray's throat as he passes the alleyway and he is dragged into the darkness. The knife is kept to his throat and a hoof is in his mouth. His oppressor is impossible to see in the dark alleyway, but her white teeth and a slight gleam of her green eyes barely give away her location as she talks "If you keep quiet, we can be finished sooner." She says in a low voice as to not attract attention.

"I'm really gettin' old" Jack thinks. If he would be younger he could easily release himself and draw out his knife, which is always hidden under his wing.
But he don't have the relfex of a young stallion anymore, so he nods and waits for a reaction

"You got a name?" she still has her hoof in Gray's mouth, her dagger to his throat, and doesn't seem to have any intentions of changing any of that any time soon. She seems content with hearing his name muffled through her hoof.

*mhmpf* he tries to say his name "My name is Grayscale...Jack Grayscale." he mumbles whith a note of serenity. He may not have the reflexes of a young stallion, but due to his work on the farm he's still really strong, but he doesn't want any trouble.
"And whats your name?" he still mumbles.
He doesn't really like it, that such a young mare could overwhelm him.

Iris giggles "My name is classified, sugar. From now on, I think I will be the one asking the questions, alright? Now Jack, we are going to have a pop quiz. The first question should be pretty obvious. What do you have, and can I have it?"

Jack is pointing with his eyes at his saddlebags. He hasn't much in it. Just 10 bits, some fresh vegetables and some homemade cherry jam . His old medicine supplier loved his jam.

Iris almost drools at the contents. She hasn't eaten in 2 days. She keeps the dagger to Jack's throat and uses another dagger to cut the strap of the bag letting it drop to the floor. "Question 2. You with the rebels?" She replaces her hoof gagging him once more.

"It would be a lot easier to speak if I wouldn't have your hoof in my mouth" he mumbled.

"I understand you fine, and this is quieter. You still haven't answered my question. I didn't think it was too difficult."

He's rolling wiht his eyes.
"No, I'm not with the rebels. Don't get me wrong I'm not on the gryphon side, but the rebellion just seem to be a bunch of fillies without any discipline or organisation."
He looks at his sliced saddlebags "I hope you're saturated."

"Do you need medicine? I saw you looking around for some and I'm always willing to make trades with non-rebels." She balances on one foot long enough to scoot the saddlebag back behind her.

"Yeah, I really need some antibiotics. If you work on a farm you can easly get an infection." he hesitates, but then he asks :" Listen, they've killed my last medical supplier and you seemed to be a pony who needs food, so heres my deal: If you can get me my medical supplies, I'll give you some of my food. How does that sound?"
He hopes that she'll agree, because she seems to be a pony, who you can trust, if you treat her the right way and he really needs new medical supplier.

"Hmm... I think I'll take everything. Not just the food. As for the medicine, you can survive a little infection." She removes her hoof from Gray's mouth "Have a nice day, Jack." She removes the knife from his throat and becomes invisible in the darkness once more.

Jack is now standing in a dark alley nothing left, except his old knife. "I'm to old to chase after her" he thinks. "Now I have to buy new saddlebags and I still didn't find any medicine. That's why I hate the city!" he shouts into the dark alley. "Great and now it starts to rain." He turns around and trots away. He knows that there is an "hospital" in the industrial district, maybe he can get help there.
His wound began to throb."I need the medicine ASAP, the infections starts to spread out" he thoughs.

From the sky, a perfect condition first aid kit made of cloth hits Gray on the head. There is a note on the underside of it that reads "Thanks for the food. - Iris Hawkeye." The kit contains all sorts of medical equipment as well as medicinal herbs and antibiotics. Among the many things in the first aid kit, there is also a cloth poncho that Gray can wear. If Gray were to look up for Iris, she would no longer be there.

Jack is smiling "She has the heart in the right place".
He stows the packet and puts on the poncho. "But I still don't like the city." he mumbles as he walks home.