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Scions of the Royal House of Blueblood had never been known for their patience, and as far as Princess Bluebelle was concerned, this whole thing had gone on long enough! All things considered, it was hard to impute her impatience as a vice. After all, when one has been born as a Prince, living contentedly as one for one's entire life, to suddenly be made a Princess by magical accident was a little disturbing, to say the least. Princess Twilight had been working on a reversal spell, but the unusual circumstances under which the transformation took place (involving a sneeze messing up a healing spell), made the research slow going. And in the meantime, several circumstances had been wearing down Bluebelle's ability to wait. First was the fact that the transformation was bizarrely inconsistent. While most of the time, she was a mare, from time to time she would revert back to her old body, which necessitated constant re-adjustment of everything from walking pace to wardrobes. It was quite trying. But perhaps even more disturbing was the fact that such reversals started out as very common, almost daily, but had slowly become more and more infrequent. This started to breed a worry in the Princess that if measures weren't taken soon, the transformation might turn out to be irreversible! Which would be terrible. *Gah! I need to focus! It's even starting to affect my mind now.* So it was, after a good few months of putting on a good show of taking her change calmly, Bluebelle took matters to rectify the situation into her own hooves. And, after an intensive few days of research (on the part of her secretary), she felt a solution might finally be within her grasp... ~***~ "We can't be lost, that's impossible!" Dressed impeccably in tailored khaki, Bluebelle frowned and fumed at the old map she was levitating in front of her. "I can find a small island in the trackless oceans! Surely one temple in one forest can't be hard to find..." The expedition to the Leota had not been hard to scrape together. She had royal funds, as well as an honor guard to serve as traveling companion and protector. But once she had let slip that she was going hunting for an ancient magical artifact, said to be held by an all-stallion tribe that once lived in the Leota, she unexpectedly found her party increased by one, a mare from EPIC. Not that she minded the extra protection, but she could not imagine what on earth any potential villains would want with a statuette that turned mares into stallions. Well, except smashing it to spite her. "Are either of you familiar with finding your way through forests? Because I think we've passed that tree before." She turned to her traveling companions, sizing them up for likelihoods. Star Crusader, Bluebelle's honor guard, had proved to be a resourceful mare in the past. It was this secure unflappability and readiness from the gigantic pegasus which had first caught the royal figure's admiration, even before Blueblood had seen what she looked like underneath the bulk of her armor. The help she had lately given her in dealing with her current situation only increased that admiration, and Blue had come to trust Star implicitly. The other mare, Rubble Rose, was more of a cipher. For one thing, she was neither talkative, nor silently expressive in much of any way. In addition to this strong, silent attitude was the fact that... it really didn't make a lot of sense for her to be here, as far as the Princess could see. EPIC surely had more members available that were better suited to wilderness adventures... unless they anticipated some difficulty in breaking into the temple. Then it would make sense to bring along an urban demolitionist. *Is there something else, though, that I'm not seeing? She had personally requested to come along as soon as she heard that we were going to an ancient temple....*
Rubble was more than a little surprised to see she'd been invited to the Gala. She'd heard that apparently Princess Celestia was trying to make it more interesting by sending out random invitation to the more eccentric ponies about... Rose didn't think herself all that unusual though. Okay, maybe there weren't a lot of mares who could lift wrecking balls and were really good at breaking stuff and, Well maybe she was a bit of an oddity but she couldn't really think of herself as the type to be invited to the Gala and yet here she was. Thanks to certain occurences in recent memory, She didn't have a dress. Given her newfound affliction it was unlikely she would be able to keep it intact in the event of her nose tickling and the aftermath such a thing would bring forth, instead she could really only show up in her best jacket but minus her Flatcap. The Jacket over her seem a bit loose honestly, more than a little baggy, but not enough to that it was impede her walking. She had her headphones on, at full volume as per usual and had her favorite flavored lollipop in her mouth as she presented it to the guard. Strangely her invitation had requested she wear her headphones... an unusual request but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. The usual occurence happened as soon as she let her mind wander and one of the wall in the castle was broken down... thankfully whoever deigned to send her invitation said not to worry about any damage she'd do and that it was covered. As soon as she got to one of the ballroom's she felt otu of place. She couldn't hear the music but she could practically feel the aura of stuffiness many of the goers were givign off, if she lifted one of the cups over her ears she only needed one sample of the music before she realized... "Nae my kind of place." she thought internally before walking over to a nearby punch bowl...