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The Mane Event

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*Glory nods, focussing on walking forwards, focussing on getting out. It isn't too long before they make it to the fence and thankfully nothing rises out of the ashes along the way. When they make it, Lime and Dancer emerge from hiding, Dancer of whom quickly approaches Glory and wraps her hooves around them tightly.*

Dancer: Oh my god, you're alive-

*Glory mumbles something in response and Lime frowns, looking back to the tracks.*

Lime: We were hiding out and watching in case anything got up to attack you. So we could get them first. This isn't over yet though, we need to get back home and fast.

*Dancer releases Glory, standing up straight and looking back to the streets.*

Dancer: Glory, I'll carry you.

*Lime shakes his head stepping in.*

Lime: After using so much magic? No, I will. I've still got energy to burn. You just make sure to burn anything that follows us.

*Dancer looks reluctant but she nods and Lime helps Glory onto his back. She can't help but look a little flustered, even if Lime doesn't seem to mind or think much on it. She wraps her hooves around his neck as much as she can reach though it's rather a sight to behold with Lime being one of the largest ponies in the group and Glory being the tiniest.*

Lime: Okay. Let's get far away from here... Before my phone rings again.

*Dancer looks to Lime for a moment and he gives a worried glance back.*

Dancer: Let's just not think about that for a while...

The Mane Event

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*When Glory touches the ground, she looks as if she's about to kiss it in relief. She sighs heavily though, nodding and trying her best to keep her voice steady.*

Glory: Thank you, Solar. Let's go before anything finds us. Please, we need to hurry.

*She swallows unsteadily, limping towards the entrance.*

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Ripper makes a frustrated noise but follows suit.*


*She wasn't as surprised as she could have been admittedly. She's grown used to the sight and, if anything, was just surprised he could still do it. She hasn't voiced this though, only sitting at the other side of the room and watching him. He hasn't moved much from his position that she arrived to see him in and his stillness brings her the same discomfort as all the children she's had to reap the souls of in the past. She's always wanted a child of her own and to take the lives of children who were loved but unlucky was always her least favourite part of the job after paperwork.*

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*Fiji looks confused and shocked at his attack, having not expected him to be able to summon one at all, he falls easily for Fell's taunts though, another hand appearing and both growing more vicious. Rose is starting to grow worried, stepping out of the way as Fiji furiously chases after Fell out of the infirmary.*

Fiji: Why does nobody ever take me seriously?! Am I just a joke to everyone here? Is it too much to not just treat me like another utility? Another source of infinite resource?! I just want to be treated like a person! JUST ONCE!

*He swipes both clawed hands at Fell again as if they were an extension of his own arms, but this time he stumbles and his hands hit the ground too. He grits his teeth, wanting to give up and lie there but he refuses and stands. Even though he shivers, he refuses to just give up and let himself be taken as another joke.*

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*Paige nods but she doesn't immediately speak up. She isn't sure what to say. She looks to Hemlock eventually, whispering.*

Paige: ...I don't know what to do...

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*Sheep gives a firm nod.*

The Mane Event

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*Lime nods.*

Lime: Sure.

*With this, Lime heads towards the fence, Dancer hesitates but follows.*


*Glory looks down to the ground then nods to Solar. She's small enough, lightweight-looking enough given her near skeletal-frame and it's not a huge distance, so it shouldn't be a huge problem. She gives a nod after a little while.*

An una-VOID-able meeting

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*Ripper only snaps back, determined to get at least one.*


*Grell? They're hanging out with Tom in Gaster's room still. She doesn't much want to go anywhere, especially while she feels as if she's starting to feel fine again now she's slept and Tom looks like he's only getting worse, even if he refuses to say so.*

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*Fiji just looks completely flabbergasted by the action. But he's angry. He's so angry. He's never taken seriously, rarely has anyone ever spoken to him as if he's anything other than a burden, a doctor, a vessel, an NPC. And in that moment, after thirty-two years of trying to keep his sh*t together, something inside of him finally breaks. He summons an attack.*

*He wasn't sure what he was expecting to happen but from out of the ground rises a claw of a hand, shrouded in shadow and cast in a sickly green aura. It's by far not the strongest magical attack known to monster-kind, he's never used his magic to attack before, but it does have an intent to harm, especially as it swipes at Fell.*

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*Paige grits her teeth to try to regain her confidence then approaches slowly. She's too afraid to wake Potato. Too afraid to ask on whether they're okay or not. So, instead, she just sits beside them.*

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*Sheep shrugs.*

Sheep: Not much I can tell you. If you've met both and know both then it's easier to tell them apart. There's at least two human skeletons here that I've seen so far. I couldn't tell you if I was related to any though. I was too young to ask those sorts of questions and my earliest family documents were from foster homes.

*Lieu looks up now in hope, trying to hide his growing queasiness.*

Lieu: You were in the system too?

Papyrus: Sans.

Lieu: Were you ever adopted? Did you ever get out?

Papyrus: Sans, Please.

*Papyrus sits up now, their general laziness and casual nature being replaced by an uncomfortable grimace. Sheep notices this, looking back down again.*

Sheep: I don't mind the questions? But no. The queen took interest in me when I eventually grew to be an adult but I was too... Sick to ever be able to be adopted into a family. It wasn't an option on the table.

Lieu: Oh...

*Papyrus frowns, folding their arms and looking away from the conversation.*

Papyrus: you might not mind the questions but I do. No more, Sans.

Lieu: But-

Papyrus: No.

Lieu:... okay...