It looks like thinks are concluding in both the North, and in Baltimare
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Spark would be continuing his search for the prisoner.
>>126861"Well, this is actually my first mission with them. I am actually a servant of Princess Luna. My travels just happened to bring me across their path, and I decided to join them on this mission. But yes, I am younger."
>>126862Spark, looking around, does not see the prisoner in immediate line of sight, though he should not be far
>>126863“A servant of... Princess Luna? The god-empress? What are your travels?”
>>126864"Well, I serve the princess mainly by wandering Equestria and helping ponies in her name. Some have called me a missionary, others a preacher, and even a strange few a prophet. But I don't think there is really a good title for what I do. Sometimes it involves fighting, sometimes it involves giving a pony a shoulder to cry on and helping them get over something."
>>126864He thinks he remembers him heading back towards the jail before the chaos errupted, so he walks that way.
tfw you finally catch a session before it goes above 50 posts
>>126865Her eyes go wide
“I... don’t think I have heard of anything like that”
>>126866Spark would recall that he was with Drie... who transformed into a thing. So he would have been with that group when that happened
>>126867Huzzah!
>>126867Awesome.
And cute Applejack. I love that pony.>>126868Ok... that doesn't narrow down where he would be, but I guess I will just keep looking around the area.
>>126868Midnight shrugs, seemly confused by Meadow's enthusiasm
"It is nice work. It will not make me a rich pony, but I enjoy it very much."
>>126869Search roll!
>>126870“You are like the elements” she says
“Roaming, fighting evil, and helping creatures. How many have you fought like those dreaded ones who kept me?”
>>126871Can't wait for you to join. It's going to be fun.
>>126871What... What in the world are youth pastors like where you live?
Also, yay! Another player!>>126872"Oh I would not call myself like the elements. But I have done my share of fighting. Mainly Diamond Dogs and Griffins. But I would not say I have fought in too many battles."
>>126873Just past the first tree in the tree line, Spark find him there, cowering in the needles. He looks up to Spark
"Oh... It's you. Thank Celestia"
Even in enthusiasm, his response is blunted
>>126871Join us!But I can understand if you have school work... although it probably won't hurt to talk about a characterHonestly, I would kind of like to do a Masters degree myself>>126875"Diamond Dogs and Griffins? What else have these creatures done?"
[Read more] >>126876"Well, in some places diamond dogs have enslaved ponies to do their mining. And griffins.... griffins can just tend to be cruel."
>>126877She places a hoof up in front of her muzzle
"Oh... Oh my..."
The stallion comes in, carrying the food on his back
"Got ya' food for 'ya"
With a hoof he places the pancakes in front of Meadows, then Midnight, then a container of syrup, then oats and hay in a pile
Meadows looks down at the Pancakes
"So these are... 'Pancakes'"
A silver aura touches them, moves them slightly, then dissipates
[Read more] >>126876"Ah. Good, you didn't run off far. Let's get going before they care enough to notice you missing."
He motions the prisoner to follow.
>>126878"Yes!"
Midnight closer her eyes, and her lips move as if she was talking, before she graps the container of syrup with a wing and pours some on her pancakes.
>>126880She picks up a fork, then a knife with magic, and starts to cut at the pancake. She manages to place a bit of it in her mouth, and chews
>>126879He nods, and starts to follow Spark
>>126881He heads to the train tracks and towards the station he visited before.
>>126882It's a bit of a walk, but certainly one he can make. Drones swarm overhead at points, and the prisoner keeps his head down. But they make it there
>>126881Midnight goes to town on her food, mucnching away at the pancakes, oats, and hay.
>>126883I hoof over the ticket I bought previously.
"Think you can use this?"
>>126884I Assure you it's been anything but a dream lifeBut sure, would you like to post your discord name and number so I can send you a friend request, then delete the name after that is accomplished?>>126885She chews and swallows the pancake (with no syrup), then hay and oats
She speaks to Midnight
"Would you summon the worker, and request fruit? Please"
>>126886"Heh"
He looks down at it
"This, I could use. If you could get my identification card from the police station... I hope they won't be looking for me"
[Read more] >>126887"Of course"
Midnight waves down a waiter and asks for some fruit to be brought to the table.
>>126887"Alright then. Hold onto that and I'll go collect the card."
Thus Spark goes to the station, hoping to find it mostly empty with the force responding to the chaos from a few minutes ago.
>>126888“Huh? Oh sure I can get it for ya missy. Let me get some for ya”
He goes off.
Meadows comments, looking at Midnight’s pancakes
“What is that you drown your...’Pancakes’ in?”
>>126889It is the opposite of empty. Rather chaotic, actually
>>126890Midnight nods
"It is called syrup. It is kind of like honey, but with more of a.... woody taste"
>>126890Darn. I guess it will just have to be done the hard way.
"I suppose it is a bad time. I'll make it quick so you can get back to work. I am going to need the items belonging to the prisoner held for questioning about the recent sabotage."
>>126891She looks at if curiously
“Surely, I must try some”
With silver aura, she grabs the bottle, and carefully pours a small amount on a piece of already cut pancake. She picks it up, and chews on it, looking up as she does
“It’s... a nice, sweet taste, yes”
>>126892“Oh... yes” the small unicorn mare at the front desk answers. “Just a moment, let me contact the drone in charge” she walks off, and it’s a minute. Two minutes, then theee. But she returns with a blue identification card, a set of shoes, and a saddle bag,
“Here are his personal effects. I trust you are with ‘The Bat’?”
>>126893"But are you enjoying the meal?"
>>126893"Indeed. Forgive me for my brevity, but I have to hoof this over to him straight away."
>>126894“Oh yes. It is… well I have had fan fancier meals, but after being so hungry for so long… all I had were the nuts ar the bar. Tough and salty. It is very nice”
She tries to maintain some semblance of propriety as she scoops up outs and hay and stuffs her mouth, while drowning her pancakes in syrup. She occasionally drinks from water
The stallion comes back
“Here you go”
He places apples, strawberries, oranges, and tangerines in plate on the table. He refills the waters
>>126895“Oh, alright”
She returns to frantic paperwork
[Read more] >>126897Midnight thinks the stallion and tries not to giggle at Meadows, but she isn't exactly eating in the fanciest way either
>>126897Spark smiles and heads back to the prisoner with his card.
>>126898She does slow down when more food arrives, chewing more and swallowing more. She stairs at the fruit, then picks up and apple and bites into it, then more and more, before finishing the apple - seeds, core, and stem
>>126899He is sitting inside the train station on a seat. He stands up and walks to Spark when he sees him
“Huh... you even got my saddle bag”
For once, he smiles
>>126900"Heh, you really were hungry."
>>126900D'awwww.
"No problem. I don't think they will be looking for you for some time, if at all. They are too focused on this mess for the time being."
>>126901She sniffs the orange, before biting into it - no effort to remove the peel - and chewing, opening her mouth to say “This juiciness is delightful”
She looks back to Midnight, and licks up the orange juice that seeps from her mouth.
“Yes, very much so”
She takes another bite of the orange, moving her mouth as she tries to prevent juice from squirting away and seeping our
>>126902“Well.... Thank you. Very much”
He holds out a hoof to shake
>>126904Midnight can't help but giggle at this
"You will,
giggle have to forgive me"
>>126904Spark shakes his hoof.
"I'm going to be a bit busy, but if you ever want to cross the border, hang out near the crossing zone and I can get you on by on my way back. Otherwise, good luck starting your life anew."
>>126905She chews more slowly, then looks back up at Midnight, her eyes wide.
Orange juice drips down her lips, and onto the table
>>126906He shakes. His hoof shake is very firm.
“The crossing zone, you say? Where at?”
>>126907"At the border of Changeling land and the New Mareland Occupation where you would normally move through legally. Getting by the guards is tough unless you know just what to do. Got three over so far and not a scratch."
>>126905Imagine a predator, taking a strip of flesh in their mouth, with blood dripping down on either side. Imagine that, but it’s oranges instead. That’s what Meadows looks like at the moment
>>126908“Huh. That might be worth looking into. I can’t say I’m enthusiastic to stay here, and if I’m going to start life again, it may as well be some place I am not hunted
>>126909"I hopefully won't be here much longer myself, but I have some business to wrap up. I'll make it over there when I can."
>>126907>>126909Adorable
"I am sorry, it is just a little funny to watch"
>>126910He nods
“Thank you, again”
>>126911She sort of scrunch-smiles, and seems to blush in embarrassment, pulling a hoof up, and placing it over her mouth, before chewing more, and swallowing
>>126912Midnight grabs an orange as well, and cuts it into a few pieces before shoving one in her mouth and giving Meadows the ol' orange peel smile.