Before Equestria (Roleplay, NOT jump-in.)

[FlameandIce]

Aeon nods and grins

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor lays lower than before and is still quiet, waiting for something to happen

[The Wandering Magus]

An armored raider, a leader of some sort, landed sharply at the reigns, a softness almost coming to his eyes as he sees the remains of his fellow pegasi scattered or still hanging from the reigns of the vehicle, then quickly reverts to his stony expression, barking orders at a few of his fellows still alive nearby.  They seemed to be in a rush, and did not check the wagon before dumping great sacks of looted food in the wagon, hovering alongside the vehicle or gently unhitching the bodies of the previous bearers and placing them on top of the sacks.  However poorly they treated other races they were, at least, still Loyal to their fellow soldiers.

The Doctor could feel dried apricots and loaves of bread pressing against his sides as his face was squished to a bunch of raisins.  Aeon was sandwiched between cheese and potatoes.  The others, if they had jumped onboard as well ((which I will assume is the case to avoid leaving anypony behind)) were likewise buried deep inside the looted stores, and the literally dead weight of fallen pegasi at the top did not help matters much.

Suddenly there was a sense of weightlessness, then pressure and more weightlessness from different sides, up and down and to the side, and those unused to the sensation felt nausea and vertigo as their sense of direction was completely broken; for those familiar with such feelings, they could tell that the sky-wagon was quickly ascending and twisting with the wind.

They were on their way to the military city-state of Pegasopolis.

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor thinks to himself while under all of the food
(At least its not pears...why is this all food?)
The Doctor tries to remain silent under all of the food

[FlameandIce]

[glow=red,2,300](well this is just wonderful defenently doesn't bother me)[/glow] Aeon thinks trying to stay calm in the tight space

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor tries to breathe slowly and quietly while thinking
(I wonder if Aeon is in the same problem I'm in...if he is sitting their laughing at me this will be a long ride)

[FlameandIce]

[glow=red,2,300](I wonder if the Doctor is feeling the same way as I am dear God I can't stand this)[/glow]

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor lays there silently eating the raisins on his face
(...I prefer butter...why couldn't they steal butter?)

[The Wandering Magus]

The Doctor felt a dripping, and opening his mouth a bit could taste what must be melting butter somewhere over his head (()).

*****

Unbeknownst to any of the buried herd, the sky-wagon and many squads of the armored pegasi had quickly abandoned the town after taking what they needed.  Up, up, up they soared, far over many leagues of the tilled and once-rich lands of the Gaia Republic, ignoring the screams and frustrated shouts of the robbed who could do no more than stand and stare as their livelihood was taken away in the blink of an eye to a city that could care less about the well-being of the Earth Ponies.

The caravan began to slow as it approached what would otherwise look like just another cloud formation from below.  From above, anypony could see that it was a gigantic floating battle station, complete with runways and housing and mess halls and lightning-launchers that generated powerful bolts strong enough to drive away the occasional griffon or dragon raiding party.

A formation of pegasi was already on its way to rendezvous with the convoy on a small cloud just outside the battle-station perimeter, with quick messengers darting to and fro carrying accounting information and records of looted supplies.  A bored-looking armored pegasus with enough decorations and badges to cover the left part of his chest poked his head out a window and motioned for his subordinates to direct the convoy into the counting-station.

*****

The herd felt the sky-wagon come to a complete stop, and there were muffled voices and noises outside.

[Dreadnaught 308]

*Gasp*
(Its butter!)
The Doctor tries to move but can't with all of the food on him
(MELT FASTER!...wait, did we stop?)
The Doctor moves a little to see what's outside

[The Wandering Magus]

There was the telltale sound of doors being opened, and a large portion of the weight above was removed as the fallen pegasi were carefully lifted and placed into waiting caskets to be honored and later interned.  There was a bored, bureaucratic voice counting out numbers and various codes, and the sound of pencil scratching on paper.  Outside were also whirrs like hundreds of pegasi soldiers darting past in formation, and the steady beat of cadets going through exercises and marches in unison.

"Fifty blocks of cheese, quality 2, mark for A331B; twelve sacks of potatoes, fifty per sack, quality 4, mark for D243A; three hundred loaves of bread, quality 3, mark for F425S..."

The voice droned on.

[Dreadnaught 308]

(Soilders? and plenty of them...okay and they are sorting the food by category and quality...so their is a food storage if they categorize it, if we stay here they'll take us to the food storage, depending on how many pegasi are in the storage affects how we will get out and find the next element...it might be in the Commander's room) 
The Doctor still thinks about what to do after that

[The Wandering Magus]

After a few more notes, the accountant waves the sky-wagon on.  The sounds of marching and flying fade, replaced by low-level recruits and cadets pulling other similar vehicles into storage chambers.  Somepony proposes a quick and fast game of dice and to the moon with the regulations, and the rest, overworked and tired, readily agree.

The voices fade, and all is dark as the door to wherever they are is closed loosely.  For the moment, it seems, the stowaways are unwatched and alone.  Whether they would be able to walk on naught but water vapor, on the other hand, was a different matter altogether.

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor slowly gets up from the cart only to see the darkness surrounding him
This won't do
The Doctor uses his sonic screwdriver to have a little light inside the storage room
...seems safe enough
The Doctor opens the door slowly enough to see what is on the other side

[FlameandIce]

Aeon hear the Doctor he gets out of the cart and walks over to him

[The Wandering Magus]

The chamber is, fortunately, littered with pegasus-enchanted wooden boards and other such materials, enough so that even an unenchanted Earth Pony could walk around.  They were in a great store-room, where enormous piles of food, enough to feed an army (which doubtless this portion was intended to do), of all different sorts of style and make.  The pegasi were quite diverse in their looting.

Beyond the door to the warehouse were the sounds of laughing, jeering and dice-rolling, evidently the cadets at their game.

[Dreadnaught 308]

The Doctor whispers to Aeon
Try to be quiet Aeon, Their are a few pegasi out in the warehouse, we need a plan

[FlameandIce]

[glow=red,2,300]yeah how many are there can you count how many also what about their positions he whispers

[Dreadnaught 308]

He whispers
Not sure, I can hear them but I can't see how many their are

[FlameandIce]

[glow=red,2,300] hm well do you have any ideas Doctor [/glow]