The City That Lives (IC, Steampunk/Pony/Anthro/Human)

[Fascist Russian Empire]

Mac
Mac smiled and sat down next to Concerto. He picked up Concerto's hooves and held them in his, "If ye keep on goin' on about me like that I may start believin' ye. Imagine what my ego would be like then hmm?" He said with a chuckle and kissed Concerto's hooves before nuzzling him. He rested his head on Concerto's shoulder and sighed, "Yer sister is nice, I have ta wonder how yer family ever got good in the business world if they're so nice. The business people in this city aren't very pleasant at all." He said softly.

Concerto

Concerto frowned, thinking back about his family history. He opened his mouth to say something, only to be interrupted by Shining Diamond. "If you're wondering how our family got into our position in the city's business industry, you can thank our ancestors. They're the ones who spent years manipulating, cheating, and lying their way into the business industry. Me, everything I have I inherited from our parents; I haven't done anything but follow their wishes and continue in their hoofsteps(footsteps) as head of the family business." She explained as she set down three cups of coffee.

[New Babylonia]

Snow
Snow nodded and grimaced a little. She sighed and went to Mac's kitchen. Then she had second thoughts and turned to Aurora, "I-I don't know, should we do it here? I've never done something like this. Explaining the circumstance to an undertaker could be tedious." She said and sighed, "Exceptionally tedious".

Angel
Angel paused as he locked her out of her own kitchen, feeling a little insulted. She entered and moaned happily as her nose was graced with the scents from his hard labours. "If you cook half as good as that smells, I'm giving you a raise." She said bluntly as she approached the plate with a smile. "Simple, I like it. . . Though I somehow doubt it was that simple to make. . . Is that . . . Did you open a casket of underaged wine in here?!" She asked in disbelief and chuckled. "Well, I'm hungry, step aside." She said and grabbed her plate hurriedly before stepping out to the dining room. She smiled at him and waited for him to join her. "I wouldn't say interested, too implicit. Rather stick with concerned." She said before digging into the food and effectively taste heaven. "Two raises." She muttered and continued eating, savouring each mouthful. (Nice description)

"Only if you want to. I can do it, i read a book on how and i have an identic memory!" She looked at Silvers body. "Although, for him to properly become fertilizer for the little acorn, he needs to decompose. Otherwise there will be no special nutrients there for it."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Mac
Mac smiled and nodded thankfully as he accepted the coffee. "So I see. Yer too kind ta be one o' them miserly bankers that hounds their loaners fer every last cent." He said with a warm smile as he snuggled up next to Concerto and smiled to him. "And from the way Concerto talks about ye, I'd say yer close ta bein' Celestia." He said cheerfully and kissed Concerto's cheek. "He loves ye ta bits from what I can tell."

Snow
Snow nodded and sighed, "No, we should leave him. But I mean, just to stave it off for a few minutes or so until everyone else arrives. It's almost morning in any case, they should be here soon." She said hoping that others would arrive at his funeral, she knew how pushy he could be without knowing it. "Th-they will be coming won't they?" She asked Aurora uncertain of who exactly they were.

[Fascist Russian Empire]

Mac
Mac smiled and nodded thankfully as he accepted the coffee. "So I see. Yer too kind ta be one o' them miserly bankers that hounds their loaners fer every last cent." He said with a warm smile as he snuggled up next to Concerto and smiled to him. "And from the way Concerto talks about ye, I'd say yer close ta bein' Celestia." He said cheerfully and kissed Concerto's cheek. "He loves ye ta bits from what I can tell."

Concerto

Concerto blushed a little and returned Mac's affections, gently hugging him and softly nuzzling his neck. Shining laughed lightly at Mac's compliments, and took a sip of her drink. "Well, I might be a nice pony, but there's nopony as gentle, kind, trusting, and overall nice as Concerto here." Shining said with a smile. Shining had always thought that Concerto was too kind, and that his caring and trusting nature would get him hurt one day, but she knew that it would upset Concerto greatly if she told him, and she cared too much about his feelings to do that.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Concerto

Concerto blushed a little and returned Mac's affections, gently hugging him and softly nuzzling his neck. Shining laughed lightly at Mac's compliments, and took a sip of her drink. "Well, I might be a nice pony, but there's nopony as gentle, kind, trusting, and overall nice as Concerto here." Shining said with a smile. Shining had always thought that Concerto was too kind, and that his caring and trusting nature would get him hurt one day, but she knew that it would upset Concerto greatly if she told him, and she cared too much about his feelings to do that.

Mac smiled and nodded as he wrapped a hoof around Concerto's shoulders. "That he is. Judgin' by the sound of it, I'm gonna be stuck in the middle of a silver tongued flattery war between ye two if I'm not careful." He said cheerfully and chuckled. He smiled to Diamond warmly, "Well miss Diamond, seein' as we're gonna be stayin' tagether, thanks ta yer kind generosity, we should get ta know each other a little. Do ye have a special somepony in yer life? Anythin' really ye can tell me about yerself that ye feel I should know." He said affably while nuzzling Concerto.

[Fascist Russian Empire]

Mac smiled and nodded as he wrapped a hoof around Concerto's shoulders. "That he is. Judgin' by the sound of it, I'm gonna be stuck in the middle of a silver tongued flattery war between ye two if I'm not careful." He said cheerfully and chuckled. He smiled to Diamond warmly, "Well miss Diamond, seein' as we're gonna be stayin' tagether, thanks ta yer kind generosity, we should get ta know each other a little. Do ye have a special somepony in yer life? Anythin' really ye can tell me about yerself that ye feel I should know." He said affably while nuzzling Concerto.

Concerto

Concerto smiled warmly and relaxed as he held Mac a little tighter, closing his eyes and returning Mac's affections as he listened to Shining and Mac talk. "Oh, no; I'm much too busy to make time for romance. I have tons of responsibilities as a businesspony, and I simply don't have time to spare for romance." Shining explained with a dismissive hoof. "But, aside from the fact that I'm a businesspony, hmm...Well, if he hasn't already told you all about me, I'm a much more social and outgoing pony than Concerto, and I'm more laid back and casual than he is; quite a contrast to his work-centered, perfectionist lifestyle." She said, causing Concerto's blush to deepen a little.

[Das Metro]

Opium had taken the money and left without a care in the world, besides slitting Oddity's throat, and nailing everypony in the fuckaround gang's head to Spectre's wall. The 100,000 was enough to get him motivated, and believing that she'd really pay the million. If she was packing one hundred thousand up front, then she had bits to burn. Opium was back in the slums now, a couple of brusiers escorted him back out as if he didn't just smoke a filly and her mother without batting an eyelash. Now that he was free again, to a degree, there was still the binding of the contract, he got to plan... How was he going to take them all down. Opium figured he could pick them off one by one... Starting with Oddity.

Calmly, Opium trotted into a small boutique. It was probably the richest store in the slums, or at least it was up there. Opium picked out the one article of clothing that caught his eye, a blood red tie. If he was going to put down a rebellion, he needed to be properly dressed. Opium paid the clerk and left, tieing the tie snugly around his neck. Now his next stop was the Cabaret.

The big dark building was like a sigil among the smaller shops that surrounded it. Oddity had the luck to get a venue in the upper class part of the city. Opium could only imagine how hellish the utilities were. It appeared to be open, so Opium just waltzed inside, a revolver stuffed snugly in his saddlebag, and loaded this time around. No bluffs. The Cabaret was dark as always, and Opium stumbled about for a moment. All he could hear was the sweet stinging sound of violins, and scattered moaning. Opium wasn't sure he wanted the lights on. He wasn't here for pleasure today anyway. He was here on business.

Opium approached a door marked 'PRIVATE' and pushed it open. It was unlocked. Inside was a luxurious queen sized bed, and other various luxuries. It was like the guest room of a palace. It was Oddity's bedroom. Opium drifted towards the foot of the bed and took a seat. The door was made of iron... Was Oddity paranoid? The door was unlocked so that seemed unlikely... Must just be a design choice. Ponies saw a giant iron door marked private... they're going to stay away from it.

[Morlodania]

Sunbreaker
Sunbreaker giggled and nodded, "okay then Pell, what shall we move onto? I'm still curious as to why you two are cooped up together all the time, but I'm pretty sure you won't entertain that conversation so it's up to you two to think of another topic." She said with another giggle.

Clock
Clock looked at Jorgen curiously as its apertures adjusted to bring him into focus. "I live? I machine, machine not live." It said in confusion, not quite understanding what he meant. "I learn, I think this what I made to do." It said as it slowly picked up more words. "Machine must have creator, creator owner until trade. You creator." It said bluntly and placed a hoof on his chest before speaking a single word, "Father." It said and looked at him with its mechanical eyes. "Why father make me?" It asked curiously.

At this point, Trit spoke instead of Pell. "We're cooped up in here because I'm the rightful ruler of Magrath, and my father wants to avoid putting myself or my brother in any danger if at all possible. That means limited contact with the outside for either of us, although I have earned a bit of freedom since I learned how to fight better."
Pell just nodded.

"A machine can live if it thinks, if it learns, if it does that which a thing of the flesh does." Jorgen smiled. "Well, I'd never trade you away, you're far too majestic for something like that." He patted Clock's head softly, his mechanical eye still examining the machine's workings with incredible curiosity. "Why did I make you? I was curious. I had the plans, then schematic, the parts, and everything else I needed, so why wouldn't I make you?"

[Crumlark]

Angel
Angel paused as he locked her out of her own kitchen, feeling a little insulted. She entered and moaned happily as her nose was graced with the scents from his hard labours. "If you cook half as good as that smells, I'm giving you a raise." She said bluntly as she approached the plate with a smile. "Simple, I like it. . . Though I somehow doubt it was that simple to make. . . Is that . . . Did you open a casket of underaged wine in here?!" She asked in disbelief and chuckled. "Well, I'm hungry, step aside." She said and grabbed her plate hurriedly before stepping out to the dining room. She smiled at him and waited for him to join her. "I wouldn't say interested, too implicit. Rather stick with concerned." She said before digging into the food and effectively taste heaven. "Two raises." She muttered and continued eating, savouring each mouthful. (Nice description)

He followed her out of the kitchen and into the dining area and eats his own plate with no passion, taking it as little more than common fare. "Sorry that I've robbed your future self of a decent red, I was finding your vinegar troublesome." He took a bite of his bread, deciding he should have opted for a weak bread that would have melted in his mouth. "A light lunch, I'll admit." He stood up, with his food half finished. "I should get to the dishes." And with that, he excused himself from the room. When the door behind him safely secured, he felt something in him twitch and roll in him. "There has to be more to life than fine wines and fine women." A voice that wasn't his own echoed, as if it were something just beyond his grasp.

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"There has to be more to life than fine wines and fine women, Mr. Beaufort!" The night air was cool, even with the vast, humid marshlands spanning behind them, the pavillion and the passing circus enjoyed a fresh and crisp sea-wind coming in from a breeze that had brought in hundreds of traders from the various exotic lands before them. Now, such a force of nature was serving them at their leisure, much like the rest of everything the men who experienced it had ever known. Hanging above them were paper lanterns of every color the world had to offer, splashing the festive encampment in hues of intense colors like harvest gold and indigo blue, all strung up by thin wires held on the tent-tops.
The man who said that was well dressed, a full tuxedo adorned with a rare flower that grew only in the lands where tribes still worshiped trees. Heartily, he continued to his beloved colleague, "Regardless how skillful you are in taking both at a whim!" The scarlet light above him did not conceal that he may have had too much of the former, with dark splotches adorning his shirt.
"Why does it matter what else is in life when I already have the best parts?" Athachatelme replied fluidly, still bearing a clever tongue to cut through his intoxicated breath. "Money, alcohol, women... boys if I ever decided to take after the church, I couldn't imagine there being much beyond that." Heartened by listing his accomplishments he strode into the common grounds, pushing over an actor smoking from a strange pipe, and bellowed to the pavillion, "We are the kings! Let no men or god come before us, nor after us, for we rule the world!"

[Sungai Pusat]

Blink
Blink giggled and pointed at Concerto's small, elegant hoofwriting. "There it is." She said and read the address, demonstrating her rudimentary education. She mispronounced the names a couple of times but got them right in the end with some help from Grace. She smiled broadly, "Operas sound cool! I like singing!" She said excitedly and hugged Gracey with her metal hooves for no apparent reason. "Are you happy Gracey? You've been crying a lot Gracey? Can we do something that makes you smile?" She asked with a giggle. "Can we go find that anthropony you like?" She asked curiously.

Shimmer
Shimmer looked around, startled from her thoughts and smiled weakly, "Y-yeah." She said and teleported the two to Mac's house where they saw Blink and Grace. "BLINK! You're o-" Shimmer paused as she looked Blink over and saw the metal hooves and nasty looking spine implant. She smiled nervously and nodded, "Okay." She said softly. Blink turned around and ran to Shimmer. She nuzzled her and put Shimmer's hooves around her neck as she continued nuzzling her. Shimmer looked up at Grace in shock, "W-what happened t-to her?" She asked.

Grace chuckled as she helped Blink read through the tiny address, tapping the ground with her hoof occasionally as she did so. She giggled as she got hugged by Blink's metal hooves, wincing at the sudden crush of her bones. At this point, it didn't really bother her a lot, having cried a little too much. She rubbed her tears off a little and smiled with a slight blush as she nodded. "O-of course we can..." She whispered. "Just need to figure out w-where she is..."

And then Shimmer came and Blink went. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw Shimmer and she let out a hoarse sigh as a result. She trotted weakly towards her. "...t-the bruisers attacked us. W-we were at my house and Patchwork... he just burst in with a group of bruisers. We fought them off, but Blinke- Blink ended up getting thrown into a wall..." She sniffled and looked down guiltily. "I rushed her to an unlicensed surgeon who went ahead and performed surgery on her to keep her alive... w-with mechanical implants..." She shook visibly as her hooves collapsed and she shivered in place, tilting her head with with tears crawling out of her eyes. "I-I'm SORRY!!!" She burst into tears as she screamed primordially, push her head down to bury her muzzle into the ground as she sobbed loudly.

[The Flutterlands]

Rouge
Rouge sat up and looked outside, surprised to see Pitch was right. "Oh, my how time flies when your having fun." She said and snuggled into Pitch's body. She smiled as she rested her snout on his head and closed her eyes. "Goodnight my Stallion." She said softly and dozed off in his hooves.

Pitch smiled, and gently kissed Roo on the cheeks. "Goodnight, my love." he said softly, "Pleasant dreams, Roo." Pitch remand awake just for a few more minutes before falling asleep.
Meanwhile, Clover and Shade, received word of the New HQ, and new password. "Opera House. 'The cogs have been moved to.'" said Shade, "Right..." He gave out a yawn, feeling a bit tired. "Well, Clover, like I've said, you're welcome to stay at my place." said Shade getting out of his chair, "Are you coming with me?" Clover looked at Shade with a smile, and nodded. "Well, follow me, then." said Shade, leading the way to his apartment. When, they arrived, Shade pointed towards the guess room. "You can use the bedroom, next to mine." said Shade, "Good night Clover." Clover nodded, and he and Shade, went to their bedrooms, and went to sleep for the night.

[New Babylonia]

Mac
Mac smiled and nodded thankfully as he accepted the coffee. "So I see. Yer too kind ta be one o' them miserly bankers that hounds their loaners fer every last cent." He said with a warm smile as he snuggled up next to Concerto and smiled to him. "And from the way Concerto talks about ye, I'd say yer close ta bein' Celestia." He said cheerfully and kissed Concerto's cheek. "He loves ye ta bits from what I can tell."

Snow
Snow nodded and sighed, "No, we should leave him. But I mean, just to stave it off for a few minutes or so until everyone else arrives. It's almost morning in any case, they should be here soon." She said hoping that others would arrive at his funeral, she knew how pushy he could be without knowing it. "Th-they will be coming won't they?" She asked Aurora uncertain of who exactly they were.

"Well, i can try this..." Aurora's horn glows fiercely as a small, aquatic blue aura envelopes Silver's body, and the effort required to do this was visible. "They should be, i think...i hope."

[Das Metro]

Blink
Blink giggled and pointed at Concerto's small, elegant hoofwriting. "There it is." She said and read the address, demonstrating her rudimentary education. She mispronounced the names a couple of times but got them right in the end with some help from Grace. She smiled broadly, "Operas sound cool! I like singing!" She said excitedly and hugged Gracey with her metal hooves for no apparent reason. "Are you happy Gracey? You've been crying a lot Gracey? Can we do something that makes you smile?" She asked with a giggle. "Can we go find that anthropony you like?" She asked curiously.

Shimmer
Shimmer looked around, startled from her thoughts and smiled weakly, "Y-yeah." She said and teleported the two to Mac's house where they saw Blink and Grace. "BLINK! You're o-" Shimmer paused as she looked Blink over and saw the metal hooves and nasty looking spine implant. She smiled nervously and nodded, "Okay." She said softly. Blink turned around and ran to Shimmer. She nuzzled her and put Shimmer's hooves around her neck as she continued nuzzling her. Shimmer looked up at Grace in shock, "W-what happened t-to her?" She asked.

Grace chuckled as she helped Blink read through the tiny address, tapping the ground with her hoof occasionally as she did so. She giggled as she got hugged by Blink's metal hooves, wincing at the sudden crush of her bones. At this point, it didn't really bother her a lot, having cried a little too much. She rubbed her tears off a little and smiled with a slight blush as she nodded. "O-of course we can..." She whispered. "Just need to figure out w-where she is..."

And then Shimmer came and Blink went. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw Shimmer and she let out a hoarse sigh as a result. She trotted weakly towards her. "...t-the bruisers attacked us. W-we were at my house and Patchwork... he just burst in with a group of bruisers. We fought them off, but Blinke- Blink ended up getting thrown into a wall..." She sniffled and looked down guiltily. "I rushed her to an unlicensed surgeon who went ahead and performed surgery on her to keep her alive... w-with mechanical implants..." She shook visibly as her hooves collapsed and she shivered in place, tilting her head with with tears crawling out of her eyes. "I-I'm SORRY!!!" She burst into tears as she screamed primordially, push her head down to bury her muzzle into the ground as she sobbed loudly.

Oddity looked at the mare with a concerned frown. Honestly, it didn't seem so bad, the end justified the means didn't it? Blink was alive, and if that kept Shimmer happy, that was enough for him. "Calm down Miss," he said comfortingly, "No reason to cry over something that's already happened right? It's like crying over spilt milk, it's not gonna make things better, it'll just make things worse. Misery loves company you know... Or something like that," Oddity muttered, rubbing at his eyepatch impulsively, as if it could of disappeared.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Mac
Mac smiled and chuckled, "Oh don't worry 'bout that, I'm sure I can get him ta indulge in something other than work." He said cheerfully and hugged Concerto. "Haha, we've turned my buckfriend inta a tomato. Relax handsome." He said with a chuckle. "Well, I'm sure ye'll find somepony special someday. Hell, I thought I weren't meant fer lovin' but I guess I were wrong." He said with a chuckle and shrugged. "Concerto and I started a business of our own." He said and smiled winningly. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Mac immediately went to alert and separated from Concerto before rushing to the window to check who it was. He opened the door hesitantly, there were three wooden boxes. He cautiously brought them inside and laid them down on the table. "They've got our names on 'em." He said and read the tag. "Ta Malthazar Asbertius Craven . . . From, cotton tail chocolate confectionaries. . . " He said and shook the box, his had something heavy and metallic in it. "Don't sound like chocolate."

For Opium
While Opium searched the room a human female in a tight fitting pink body glove with matching bunny ears and a cotton tail entered behind him with a wooden box. She flashed him a seductive smile and placed it down in front of him before kissing him and leaving.

Sunbreaker
Sunbreaker raised an eyebrow and looked at them in amazement. "So you two are royalty?! I've been in the same house as a royal family . . . I . . . Just . . . Wow, I feel really bad about teasing you now Pell, sorry." She said as her orange cheeks turned tomato red. "Th-that's pretty crazy though, being the rightful ruler of Magrath . . ." She said and looked to Trit. "A-am I s-supposed to bow or curtsie or something? I've never met royalty before." She said sheepishly. There was a loud knock at the door of the mansion and Sunbreaker turned to look at the door. "Sh-shall I g-get that?" She asked curiously, still a little perturbed by the royalty thing.

Clock
Clock looked at him curiously and stayed silent for a while, only the ticking of its heart could be heard. It didn't understand the value he saw in it, it was something that seemed completely unnecessary. "Desire for Clock unnecessary, wasteful." It said to him. "Clock lives . . . Clock like living, make more like flesh." Clock said in a way that made it seem softer than usual. "Clock can be flesh? Clock like machine but curious about flesh." Clock said flatly. It heard the loud knock, "What noise mean?" It asked Jorgen.

Angel
Angel looked at him curiously as he ate. She observed his odd actions critically. "Well, it would seem you are used to fine dining then." She said plainly. "No commoner would claim this to be a light lunch." She said as he left. She stood up with her own empty plate having probably refused any offer he might have made to wash her plate. She stood next to him at the sink and watched, he seemed to have zoned out before she entered. She finished washing her plate first and began washing some of the pots and pans. "Hey, Athachatelme, are you still on this planet?" She said hoping his full name would break his trance. There was a knock at the door which she responded to by dropping the pans into the sink of soapy water and drying her hands, "I'LL BE THERE NOW!" She shouted loudly and looked to Atha, "Are you okay?" She asked him concernedly.

Shimmer/Blink
Shimmer looked down at Blink with wide eyes. Blink nodded and looked a little sad as she glanced to her hooves. "Its true sis, Gracey saved my life." She said. Shimmer's expression softened and she released Blink from the hug. She hugged Grace tight and whispered into her ear, "You saved my Blink, you don't have to be sorry for anything." She said softly. Suddenly there moment was interrupted when a anachromatic automobile flew past, tossing four wooden boxes out which landed near them. Blink dashed to them and began reading, "Grakefil Senses? Bink? Obbity? What are these?" She said as she misread their names. "OH SHIMMER! LOOKEE, this one has your name!" She said and pushed it to Shimmer. "SEE Shimmer Shine, that's your name!" Blink giggled and bounced around Shimmer.

For Shade and Shamrock
As they left they would have found two wooden boxes near the door with their names on it.

Snow
Snow looked curiously at Silver's body. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously. "A-are you okay? You look strained." She said and placed a paw on Aurora's mane. "Don't exert yourself okay?" She said calmly. Suddenly two wooden boxes caught her eye. "Say, what are these?" She said reading their names out on the tags. "Wonder why Mac had these . . . Should we open them?" She asked Aurora, handing her the box with her name on it.

[Fascist Russian Empire]

Mac
Mac smiled and chuckled, "Oh don't worry 'bout that, I'm sure I can get him ta indulge in something other than work." He said cheerfully and hugged Concerto. "Haha, we've turned my buckfriend inta a tomato. Relax handsome." He said with a chuckle. "Well, I'm sure ye'll find somepony special someday. Hell, I thought I weren't meant fer lovin' but I guess I were wrong." He said with a chuckle and shrugged. "Concerto and I started a business of our own." He said and smiled winningly. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Mac immediately went to alert and separated from Concerto before rushing to the window to check who it was. He opened the door hesitantly, there were three wooden boxes. He cautiously brought them inside and laid them down on the table. "They've got our names on 'em." He said and read the tag. "Ta Malthazar Asbertius Craven . . . From, cotton tail chocolate confectionaries. . . " He said and shook the box, his had something heavy and metallic in it. "Don't sound like chocolate."

Concerto/Shining Diamond

Concerto and Shining stared suspiciously down at the boxes. "I have never heard of such a business, and I know all the big time companies in this city. Whomever thinks that they can launch a cleverly planned assassinate attempt against a member of our dynasty needs to be a little more clever when they try and get me to open up a box full of...explosives? Killer robots? I don't know, and honestly don't care. Mac, Concerto, you two take these obvious assassination attempts outside and I'll bring a torch to burn them." Shining Diamond said, suppressing a snicker at the poorly concealed death traps, before trotting off to get some oil and a tinderbox. Concerto nodded in agreement, his mind now focused on the obviously dangerous boxes. "Well, can't say I didn't expect it. Shining probably gets tons of attempts on her life, her being a big-time businesspony and everything." Concerto said, thinking.

[Sungai Pusat]

Shimmer/Blink
Shimmer looked down at Blink with wide eyes. Blink nodded and looked a little sad as she glanced to her hooves. "Its true sis, Gracey saved my life." She said. Shimmer's expression softened and she released Blink from the hug. She hugged Grace tight and whispered into her ear, "You saved my Blink, you don't have to be sorry for anything." She said softly. Suddenly there moment was interrupted when a anachromatic automobile flew past, tossing four wooden boxes out which landed near them. Blink dashed to them and began reading, "Grakefil Senses? Bink? Obbity? What are these?" She said as she misread their names. "OH SHIMMER! LOOKEE, this one has your name!" She said and pushed it to Shimmer. "SEE Shimmer Shine, that's your name!" Blink giggled and bounced around Shimmer.

Grace hugged her back just as tightly as Shimmer said her words, holding tightly onto her as she sobbed into her shoulder, eventually pulling away to see the boxes thrown towards them. Studying the seeming out of place car, she chuckled at Blink bouncing around Shimmer before holding her down with her forehooves, having freed them now from her laces. "Whoa woah, settle down!" She laughed, coughing to bridge her warm expression and her cold scowl at the boxes. "We do not know what's inside these boxes. I do not think it would be wise to be so excited about it..."

[Das Metro]

Shimmer/Blink
Shimmer looked down at Blink with wide eyes. Blink nodded and looked a little sad as she glanced to her hooves. "Its true sis, Gracey saved my life." She said. Shimmer's expression softened and she released Blink from the hug. She hugged Grace tight and whispered into her ear, "You saved my Blink, you don't have to be sorry for anything." She said softly. Suddenly there moment was interrupted when a anachromatic automobile flew past, tossing four wooden boxes out which landed near them. Blink dashed to them and began reading, "Grakefil Senses? Bink? Obbity? What are these?" She said as she misread their names. "OH SHIMMER! LOOKEE, this one has your name!" She said and pushed it to Shimmer. "SEE Shimmer Shine, that's your name!" Blink giggled and bounced around Shimmer.

Grace hugged her back just as tightly as Shimmer said her words, holding tightly onto her as she sobbed into her shoulder, eventually pulling away to see the boxes thrown towards them. Studying the seeming out of place car, she chuckled at Blink bouncing around Shimmer before holding her down with her forehooves, having freed them now from her laces. "Whoa woah, settle down!" She laughed, coughing to bridge her warm expression and her cold scowl at the boxes. "We do not know what's inside these boxes. I do not think it would be wise to be so excited about it..."

Grace had a point... But the more Oddity stared at it, the more he wanted to open it. It was just laying there! No reason to let it go to waste... "Shimmer, if like... This turns out to be booby trapped, and I lose my other eye, don't euthanize me please," he said happily before plopping himself down in front of the box.

[Sungai Pusat]

Grace hugged her back just as tightly as Shimmer said her words, holding tightly onto her as she sobbed into her shoulder, eventually pulling away to see the boxes thrown towards them. Studying the seeming out of place car, she chuckled at Blink bouncing around Shimmer before holding her down with her forehooves, having freed them now from her laces. "Whoa woah, settle down!" She laughed, coughing to bridge her warm expression and her cold scowl at the boxes. "We do not know what's inside these boxes. I do not think it would be wise to be so excited about it..."

Grace had a point... But the more Oddity stared at it, the more he wanted to open it. It was just laying there! No reason to let it go to waste... "Shimmer, if like... This turns out to be booby trapped, and I lose my other eye, don't euthanize me please," he said happily before plopping himself down in front of the box.

Grace pulled away from Shimmer fully and growled a little at Oddity, shaking her head as she trotted over to him slowly, her backlegs awkwardly rolling along in the rollerblades she had still been strapped on as she glared at Oddity. "...don't... do it..." Her voice had turned cold and almost vicious at this point. "I will NOT see another one in this rebellion get blown into pieces of knocked into walls unconscious, you hear me?!" She almost raised her hoof at him to stomp on the ground, but only managed to get one up before her skates slid backwards, forcing it back down as she scowled deeply at him.

[Das Metro]

Grace had a point... But the more Oddity stared at it, the more he wanted to open it. It was just laying there! No reason to let it go to waste... "Shimmer, if like... This turns out to be booby trapped, and I lose my other eye, don't euthanize me please," he said happily before plopping himself down in front of the box.

Grace pulled away from Shimmer fully and growled a little at Oddity, shaking her head as she trotted over to him slowly, her backlegs awkwardly rolling along in the rollerblades she had still been strapped on as she glared at Oddity. "...don't... do it..." Her voice had turned cold and almost vicious at this point. "I will NOT see another one in this rebellion get blown into pieces of knocked into walls unconscious, you hear me?!" She almost raised her hoof at him to stomp on the ground, but only managed to get one up before her skates slid backwards, forcing it back down as she scowled deeply at him.

"No, it's cool, I got like... uh, shot in the eye earlier. So that's my bad luck for the day. If I get hurt, then it's Lady Luck using hacks or cheats..." Oddity sure her, and adjusted his eyepatch. What if the box really was packed with explosives..? That would probably hurt... Oddity frowned as he felt conflicted.

[Sungai Pusat]

Grace pulled away from Shimmer fully and growled a little at Oddity, shaking her head as she trotted over to him slowly, her backlegs awkwardly rolling along in the rollerblades she had still been strapped on as she glared at Oddity. "...don't... do it..." Her voice had turned cold and almost vicious at this point. "I will NOT see another one in this rebellion get blown into pieces of knocked into walls unconscious, you hear me?!" She almost raised her hoof at him to stomp on the ground, but only managed to get one up before her skates slid backwards, forcing it back down as she scowled deeply at him.

"No, it's cool, I got like... uh, shot in the eye earlier. So that's my bad luck for the day. If I get hurt, then it's Lady Luck using hacks or cheats..." Oddity sure her, and adjusted his eyepatch. What if the box really was packed with explosives..? That would probably hurt... Oddity frowned as he felt conflicted.

Grace face softened a little as she let out a conflicted sigh, glancing back to her own box. She shook her head in a flash and groaned, glancing back to him in frustration. "Probabilities do NOT work that way, idiot. You get hurt or you don't: That's just how simple they are. And considering the sources, I'm just going to say that the probability of opening these boxes being against our favour's a little too damn high."

[Morlodania]

Sunbreaker
Sunbreaker raised an eyebrow and looked at them in amazement. "So you two are royalty?! I've been in the same house as a royal family . . . I . . . Just . . . Wow, I feel really bad about teasing you now Pell, sorry." She said as her orange cheeks turned tomato red. "Th-that's pretty crazy though, being the rightful ruler of Magrath . . ." She said and looked to Trit. "A-am I s-supposed to bow or curtsie or something? I've never met royalty before." She said sheepishly. There was a loud knock at the door of the mansion and Sunbreaker turned to look at the door. "Sh-shall I g-get that?" She asked curiously, still a little perturbed by the royalty thing.

Clock
Clock looked at him curiously and stayed silent for a while, only the ticking of its heart could be heard. It didn't understand the value he saw in it, it was something that seemed completely unnecessary. "Desire for Clock unnecessary, wasteful." It said to him. "Clock lives . . . Clock like living, make more like flesh." Clock said in a way that made it seem softer than usual. "Clock can be flesh? Clock like machine but curious about flesh." Clock said flatly. It heard the loud knock, "What noise mean?" It asked Jorgen.

"No need for formalities, we're exiled because of the coup that killed our mother. Father still plans to get us back to Magrath and get me on the throne, but for the time being, we're pretty much just... Normal people." Trit smiled slightly to her. "And I can get the door." And, with that, Trit promptly walked off and answered the door.
Pell stared at Sunbreaker for a while before speaking. "It's okay, Sunbreaker... I didn't really mind. Not like my sister doesn't tease me anyway..."

"Desire isn't unnecessary, it's one of the driving forces of being alive. Living things have desires, a desire to be loved, to learn, to stay alive. All of these and more, and how we feel them defines who we are." Jorgen thought for a moment. "I don't think I can make you flesh... The amount of magic that would take is... Enormous. It would take probably the combined magic of every unicorn in the city to even make an attempt at it. The knocking is someone at the door, which I presume your sister is going to go see who it is."

[Das Metro]

"No, it's cool, I got like... uh, shot in the eye earlier. So that's my bad luck for the day. If I get hurt, then it's Lady Luck using hacks or cheats..." Oddity sure her, and adjusted his eyepatch. What if the box really was packed with explosives..? That would probably hurt... Oddity frowned as he felt conflicted.

Grace face softened a little as she let out a conflicted sigh, glancing back to her own box. She shook her head in a flash and groaned, glancing back to him in frustration. "Probabilities do NOT work that way, idiot. You get hurt or you don't: That's just how simple they are. And considering the sources, I'm just going to say that the probability of opening these boxes being against our favour's a little too damn high."

Oddity's ears drooped, "I'm not an idiot! I'm just... creative, cause that's my favorite idea," Oddity added. Now he really wanted to open this damn box. Just to prove Grace that he wasn't an idiot. Then again, if she was right, that'd be kinda counter productive. Maybe if he opened it really fast, nothing would happen... "Like ripping off a bandaid," he assured himself, and stood up confidently.

[Sungai Pusat]

Grace face softened a little as she let out a conflicted sigh, glancing back to her own box. She shook her head in a flash and groaned, glancing back to him in frustration. "Probabilities do NOT work that way, idiot. You get hurt or you don't: That's just how simple they are. And considering the sources, I'm just going to say that the probability of opening these boxes being against our favour's a little too damn high."

Oddity's ears drooped, "I'm not an idiot! I'm just... creative, cause that's my favorite idea," Oddity added. Now he really wanted to open this damn box. Just to prove Grace that he wasn't an idiot. Then again, if she was right, that'd be kinda counter productive. Maybe if he opened it really fast, nothing would happen... "Like ripping off a bandaid," he assured himself, and stood up confidently.

Grace squinted her eyes at him before loosening her glare. "Look... I know about creative. I also know about dangerous. And I've done both as well, what with my profession...." She sighed wistfully. "...the problem is that you're just jumping into it. You're being 'creative', dangerous AND reckless. There's nothing that, quite honestly, a lack of either experience of calculation can do that won't make any risk worse." She placed her hoof on his shoulder. "So please..." She whispered. "Don't. I believe we've all been sick to our stomachs of death or injury: I do not think we want to see it happen again." She looked down to the floor before chalking up a softened glare. "At least, not today."

[Das Metro]

Oddity's ears drooped, "I'm not an idiot! I'm just... creative, cause that's my favorite idea," Oddity added. Now he really wanted to open this damn box. Just to prove Grace that he wasn't an idiot. Then again, if she was right, that'd be kinda counter productive. Maybe if he opened it really fast, nothing would happen... "Like ripping off a bandaid," he assured himself, and stood up confidently.

Grace squinted her eyes at him before loosening her glare. "Look... I know about creative. I also know about dangerous. And I've done both as well, what with my profession...." She sighed wistfully. "...the problem is that you're just jumping into it. You're being 'creative', dangerous AND reckless. There's nothing that, quite honestly, a lack of either experience of calculation can do that won't make any risk worse." She placed her hoof on his shoulder. "So please..." She whispered. "Don't. I believe we've all been sick to our stomachs of death or injury: I do not think we want to see it happen again." She looked down to the floor before chalking up a softened glare. "At least, not today."

Oddity nodded, and looked at the ground. He was pretty fed up with today. The loss of an eye still left him shaken... The image of his morphed eye still fresh in his head. "Okay... But it's cool if I open it tomorrow then... Shimmer, can you remind me sweetheart?"

[Sungai Pusat]

Grace squinted her eyes at him before loosening her glare. "Look... I know about creative. I also know about dangerous. And I've done both as well, what with my profession...." She sighed wistfully. "...the problem is that you're just jumping into it. You're being 'creative', dangerous AND reckless. There's nothing that, quite honestly, a lack of either experience of calculation can do that won't make any risk worse." She placed her hoof on his shoulder. "So please..." She whispered. "Don't. I believe we've all been sick to our stomachs of death or injury: I do not think we want to see it happen again." She looked down to the floor before chalking up a softened glare. "At least, not today."

Oddity nodded, and looked at the ground. He was pretty fed up with today. The loss of an eye still left him shaken... The image of his morphed eye still fresh in his head. "Okay... But it's cool if I open it tomorrow then... Shimmer, can you remind me sweetheart?"

Grace had finally succumbed to her own anger at the day and shrugged. "Fine. Whatever. So long as you don't do it publicly, honestly: I figure a crowd surrounding you and watching you getting blown up, potentially causing others the same harm, is worse than doing it alone. But just..." She sighed, placing her hoof on his shoulder again. "Just please, please... do it somewhere where we can hear what's going on." She whispered. "At least just so we can rush to you should anything happen..."