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The Mane Event

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Lime: Orrrr...

*He starts, raising an eyebrow of disbelief.*

Lime: It could just be something actually important. You guys know I have a job right? A job where occassionally random people call me at late hours after when shows would be? I'm pretty used to being called by unknown numbers and going to unknown places by now.

*The phone's ringing stops and Lime sighs, Dancer too though more in relief. That is until the upbeat cacophony of tones starts again.*

Dancer: Lime, just don't.

Lime: They've rung me three times, that's gotta mean it's urgent. Look, if you're really worried I'll just put it on speaker so you can hear.

*Dancer looks like she wants to argue with Lime but he's already fished the phone out and clicked to answer. Turning it onto speaker and placing it on the table.*

Lime: Hello?

[Hi, is this Lime Light speaking?]

*It's a perfectly normal voice, likely belonging to a mare, and Lime only gives Dancer and Solar a silent look of "told ya so".*

Lime: It is, yes.

[Hi, this is the horspital calling in regards to Morning Glory. We wanted to call and ask you if you found her as we looked and she's not here.]

Lime: Oh uh...

*He looks to Glory and Dancer. Glory's eyes widen in terror, Dancer shakes her head.*

Lime: No, we didn't. We'll keep an eye out of course but I'm afraid we haven't seen her.

[Are you sure?]

*There's nothing of malice in the question but Lime can't help but feel a little uneasy at the tone. It feels like... A threat...*

Lime: Yes? I'm sorry, it's really late and my friends and I are really tired from worrying about all that's happened, can I call you back tomo-

[You're lying.]

*Lime goes silent, staring down at the phone in mixed shock and slight horror. It's voice begins to grow distorted. He looks uncomfortable. Dancer glares at the phone, moving closer to Glory.*

Lime: Excuse me?

[We watched you take her from us. You burned our dogs. We can hear her breathing. We were only doing our job. You took her and now you're lying to us?]

Lime: Who are you?

[You weren't supposed to fight without your pretty stones. Ş̶̨̢̮̻̺͇͙̯͕̬̖͙͍̆̏̄̇̏͋̀̐̍̔͊̑̽́̈́̕͠ͅḧ̵̛̠̠̺̤̼̘̟̟́͛̂͐͝ȩ̸̥͍̝͔̱̙͖̳̙̰̫͎̮͒͜ ̵̢̟̯͙̣̦͍̫̩͔̘͚̟̅̏̽̌͂̀̑̍̂̃͂͠͠ẅ̷̡̲̪̳͎́í̷̻̥̝̞̍̓̒́͗͌̽̎͋̆̀͝ḽ̷̨̬̠̱̖̜̮̺͖̘̖͕̺̎͛͋͂̽͗̌̐͜l̴̨̨̦̺̪͎̥̝̗̮̏͗͒́͛ ̵͚̝̥̮̈̍̏̏̋̅̚n̸̡̳̭͖̟̰̖̰̤͚̝̱̭͔͖͂̈́̋̅͆͛̑̈́ͅo̸̡͚̹̤̯͖̐͗́́̈́̊̾̈́͌̈́̎̀̆̕̚̚ţ̷͉̒͊̓͂̇̄̀̿͑́͐̎ ̷̥̥͆͗̀͋̄̀͑͊̓͊̕͘b̷̡̛̝̼̬͓͖̜̼̝̥̺̗͚̞͂ę̷̧̧̘̳̲̲̙̳̠̝̗̙͚͙̯̳̍͊̒́̑̃̾͐ ̶̤̒̊̈́̈́̔̐̏̎͐̎̕͝p̶̛̛̟̹̟͚̦͉̖͚͉̫̺̋͆̾͜l̴̖̠̤̠̮̫̪̰̦̲̺͓̗̰̻̙̑̀͂ȩ̵̧̛̩͓̱̑̋͊̈̒͋͑̋́͑̓a̴̼̪̭͉̝͔͖̭̰͕͙͚̟͔̖͇̔̂́̌̒̒̀̎̋͊͗̅̃͐͜s̵̠̬͎̣͎̥̅̏̐̃̈̂̈̓́̃̄͋̃̏͗̉͝é̶̛̤̪̫̣͕̟͖͊̏͗d̶̟̰͗̿́̽͛̽̿̍̂́̉́͘̚͝͝͝ ̵̳̥͇̲͝b̵̢̡̳͎̟̭̫̝͍̥̟͙̳̯̘̗̓͒͛̎͒̅͐̈́̽̃̕͝ý̴̨̢̛͔̳͚̘̝͉̻̅̌̐̎̏͑̓͋͆̐ͅͅ ̷̧̡̯͍̺̗̞̦̖̘̏̈̽̽͆̾̽̄̈́̈́̌́̋̏̈̃͘t̵̨̛͔̙͕͈̮̘͛̅́̈́̀̃̆̀͌̅̚h̷̛̗̯͙̺͍̺̭̮̞͎̝͇͉͎͍͌̾̇̄̿̌́͒̕͘͝͝͝ͅͅi̴̡̨̗̣̘̹̤̘̦̠̰̟̘̯̓̄̓́̽̒͆̿̌̄́̄͘͘͝͝s̷̜̩̟͇̥̬͖͉͔͎̣͚̀͌̍̐̓̂̿͂͑̍͗͘̚ ̸̢̢̥̻̲̻̩̟̾̈͐̋̀̑͑̆̚ņ̶̫̮̦̟̘̻͚̪̥͓͎̟͊͛͗̇͑́̀͊̈̚ę̷̧̭̳̘͔̥͕̲̳̤͈̐̊̎̏̍͠ẅ̶͉̳͔̬͖̜͎͉́͂̍̈́̑̈́͆̽̊͑s̴͍͙̒͋́͊͊̒̅̈́͂͊͋͆̌̍̚͝.̷̧̛͍̯̝̬̥͉̦̺̪͖̈̋̌͆͌̄͒̆̆̅̓̕̚̚]

*The phone's battery explodes and all further sound gets cut off from it. Lime, snapping out of his frozen state, manages to stop the phone from settling alight and quickly gets rid of it, even despite its dying crackles.*

Lime: I don't think that was a scam call...

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Grell stares between them until eventually she gives a long, begrudging sigh.*

Grell: Just tell me what you want me to do. What do you need?

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*Fiji glares at their approach, still angry, still upset with the skeleton for their words and actions. In one swift motion, nearly too fast to perceive, a final grave marker rises from the ground. It's point stops just in front of Fell's chest. It shakes and Fiji's hands tremble but the attack disappears as quickly as it was created.*

Fiji: I... I want to kill you... I /should/ kill you... But... I just can't.

*He lowers his hand, applying pressure with both hands over the wound as he collapses onto his side, cackling weakly with mania.*

Fiji: I guess deep down... I just don't want to deal with putting you back together again... You spiteful old bastard... *He rests his head against the ground, shuddering.* It... Doesn't even hurt. I just need my kit and... And I can fix this myself.

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*Paige takes a deep breath then slowly shakes her head.*

Paige: No... I'm sorry Hemlock but I can't swear to you I won't. Not until I've heard the whole story... If I swear to you now that I won't even seek whoever this is, then I will be bound by that obligation forever. I'm not stupid, Hemlock. I'm not a child.

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*Lieu's eyes sparkle into stars.*

Lieu: Our Own Rooms?! That sounds... That Sounds-!

Papyrus: Like you're trying to strike a deal... Nothing is for free. What do you want.

Sheep: Is us knowing you're both safe not enough?

Papyrus: No. No it's not. Nobody does anything out of the kindness of their own hearts.. or lack thereof. There's always a reason. What do you want.

The Mane Event

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*Dizzy looks to Heart mumbling something unintelligible before she speaks loud enough to be heard.*

Dizzy: Probably processing things. I told him everything. Everything that's going on. Since he's now seen what's happening, the best route is to let him in on it all. Nobody usually takes hearing all the ways they might die well.

*Lime splutters with disbelief and frustration, running a hoof down his face.*

Lime: Dizzy... This evening could not get worse. Heart, go find him... Make sure he's okay, please.

*It's at this point that Lime's phone rings again, the same unsettlingly distorted chime ringing out across the room. Dancer freezes up instantly, looking between Lime and Solar.*

Dancer: Don't. Answer.

Lime: *Taking the phone out.* It's an unknown number. It could be important.

Dancer: Yeah! I'm sure! But between it being the possibility of someone trying to sell you a new conservatory or some psycho trying to send a murder message, I don't want to find out!

The Mane Event

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*It isn't too long after they enter the building that the small group filter back into their shared apartment. Dizzy is quick to greet them, her movements jerky and erratic -as if trying to physically shake off the world's worst migraine- and her horn still flares with magic. She appears to have ignored all instruction to rest and has managed to find and dig out a pretty extensive first aid kit.*

Dizzy: You're back- oh thank- you're back. All... All one, two, three, four, five... S-six? Seven? Just tell me you're all in one piece.

Lime: Not quite. I think you knew that much already though. *He walks in, placing Glory down. Dizzy immediately rushes over, beginning to tend to her wounds.*

Dizzy: Oh this is bad...

Glory: How... How bad?

Dizzy: I can't foresee. There's just too much happening, too much information all at once. The entire playing field- it's just all changed. All I know is that you won't die. Not yet anyhow.

The Mane Event

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*Dancer doesn't respond to Solar when he mentions Dizzy's health. Instead, she only scowls, looking away.*

*She does however make an effort to keep up with Heart.*

*Lime is sticking close to Heart, Glory resting across his back but not speaking or moving much at all. Her energy and focus remains in staying balanced for now. It doesn't look like she can do much else.*