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  1. Switch was having a day off from travelling, resting calmly in his wagon, nestled just outside of the town of Ponyville, the wagon, although being somewhat large due to being a live in wagon, was hidden quite well between the trees that lined the pasture outside of town. The pony was wearing his chestplate and helmet as per usual, and was reading up on some of his favourite ancient stances, a tome he had received from a very nice book seller in town. If it wasn't for his armour he could pass for any other stallion; not being very big or muscled, or imposing in any way however it was not a problem to him; he was plenty friendly enough even in his armour. Ocellus was wandering happily around town; it being a weekend so there was no school. She was currently in her natural form, with her translucent pink 'mane' and ladybug like wing covers. She didn't know what to do really; her friends were not around to play with, but that didn't mean she couldn't make more friends, after all, sharing was an important friendship lesson, and a reformed changeling knew there was nothing more worthwhile sharing than friendship. She stopped by Sugar Cube Corner on her walk, getting a few pastries to have a nibble on before picking up another book to read from a charitable book seller who seemed to enjoy her company and so let her borrow books. As she was walking by the fountain she watched as a rather large pony with stature similar to Professor Applejack's brother set up a guitar and started to perform. Ocellus liked music; she was a good singer and sung a lot back at the hive, creativity after all was usual for the reformed Changelings. She sits down on a bench, listening to the music, the book set down in front of her with her bag of goodies as she gently sung along to the music, keeping moderately quiet but feeling the urge to sing along nonetheless; a habit she had picked up in the land of the ponies, where randomly joining somepony in non-choreographed musicals was just an everyday thing. "We'll walk in the fields of gold~" She sung happily, flipping a page in her book.
  2. "Ah yes of course. There's no easier prey for the rich to feast upon than themselves, the whole form over function thing which seems so prevalent in high society. Always confuses me really; a culture of spending more and more for the sake of spending. Makes me wonder how long your average rich pony stays rich really. But hey, this Mareage place sounds nice, actually, I think I've been there before, purely business sadly, but I liked the decor of the place; seemed comfy, went along well with the owner's personality." as Wind stands he nods "Of course." The other pony seems very calm about her talks and threats, almost too calm really; like everything she said was something he had hoped she would say. Unseen to Wind, Lens was shaking his head at the other stallion with a worried expression, the other stallion went to speak quietly "Don't wo-" he looks down at his drink then to Lens, giving the 'really' eyes. Lens shrugs with a smile. That was when the stallion got up and immediately walked into one of the back rooms, the sounds of things being thrown about were heard with a lot of voices before a trio of ponies were led out by the stallion, keeping them held with magic as he leaves. "Yeah I guess they won't." Lens says, ignoring the display of the ponies being led out by force "Well I mean, isn't the whole thing about dates that they are romantic? Have to be a pretty unlucky stallion to go on a platonic date." As Wind announces herself to be single Lens blushes somewhat "Erm... yeah, to the future and whatnot." he said, quickly raising his glass; he may be smooth and on top of things normally, but he was normally prepared; this time he was caught endjob by a pony who seemed to be on the chase.
  3. Ocellus was currently in a book induced reading coma, her nose stuck so far between the pages that she wouldn't realise anything was coming until it was already there; though that was one side effect of being a Changeling now; there were very few threats that were outright dangers to a Changeling, plus with her efforts to counter her nervous nature she had found reading as her ultimate getaway. It was her way of relaxing and shutting out the world for short periods of time, as well as brushing up on lesson material. It was due to this calm reading nature that Ripley was able to sneak up on Ocellus, the bark making her jump with a little "Eep!" as she promptly transformed into her pony form for safety before looking down at Ripley, gasping happily as her form then switched to a turquoise coloured dog with a pink collar, laughing happily as she trots up to the dog, letting out a few barks to let Ripley know that she was friendly.
  4. He was finally on his way; at this point Lens finally allowed himself to start listening to things after tuning out so much of what Jackpot had said for so long; although it was lucky he tuned in at the end because of a minor detail that Jackpot mentioned; the receptionist's odd reaction to the ensemble. Lens knew that Jackpot had acquired this outfit recently from the fact that he had never worn it himself; however the pony was trusting of just about anypony and so it wouldn't be too much of a stretch that this receptionist may have had ulterior motives, after all it was as the other detective had said; this fabric had apparently just been owned by the rival society to Rarity's. It was at that moment his brain went into overdrive considering the possibilities here; whether they were right or not, he had to speak to this receptionist, get to the bottom of the situation. Speaking of getting to the bottom, he was now in the elevator and ready to go down, when the attendant notices the suit; something he could use to his advantage here. "It is rather. Just won it in a game of cards. Hey, I'm just wondering, the receptionist here; what can you tell me about her? I'm curious about the mare." he asks, hoping to get some information before reaching the bottom, Lens was not one to enjoy wasting time, and so if he could get even one answer from this elevator ride it would be worth it.
  5. Ocellus was not a naturally brave changeling, but she was a friendly changeling, and to her that was well enough to start working on her shy personality. She was wondering around the streets of Ponyville, keeping near the School of Friendship so she didn't get lost in the winding streets. Currently she was relaxing near Sugar Cube Corner, just sat down on a bench in her changeling form, enjoying the warmth of the day, a few books open on the bench with her that she flicks through, enjoying the tales and stories that pony books had to offer. Her translucent pink 'mane' let the light shine through it, casting a few little pink beams of light on the bench in front of her as she reads, her similarly translucent wings flapping every so often to keep a cool breeze around her.
  6. Coltson was normally a happy pony; he kept pleasure in the simpler things such as a good book, or a nice antique. Or at least the Coltson most ponies knew was that; the humble Ponyville Bookstore owner. Quirky with a like for antiques, that was the only part which transferred over to the secret agent's true job as an agent of S.M.I.L.E. subdivision L.A.U.G.H. However at work the antiques normally were less idle and a lot more vocal about being handled; hence his duty to find and contain such items where nocreature could use them. However today took the pony a long way from home, finding himself in Long Kong and with quite a bit of time on his hooves until his contact arrived with the item, he looked for a place to lay low for a bit; he was fully aware of the organisations that prowled these streets, and even though he knew they weren't aware of him; it wouldn't take much to derail his mission. Spotting a decent looking place called 'The Howler's Den' he does up the buttons on his black business jacket, makes sure his dark sunglasses were sat well on his face, and wandered into the establishment; feeling the music of the place hit him; it certainly had an old school atmosphere to it. He wanders up to the bar counter, taking a seat beside a very interesting lineup, and waited for the bartender to finish the introductions to another newcomer while his eyes darted around the room from behind his shades.
  7. "Yeah I'm sure you were. However in my business there's no room for trust or friends unless they're on the payroll." he states matter of factly, still prepared for funny business to ensue. "I've played and won against some of the biggest cheats in the business, dirty play has never scared me when a job is on the line. Now let's hurry this up; I am still on the clock and no matter how appealing it would be, I can't justify paying by the hour if this goes on any longer." He quickly follows to the elevator, entering the space he keeps a careful eye on the attendant as the elevator rises to the top; he wasn't trusting of many ponies, and for good reason considering his line of work. Once they got to the room, Lens only afforded himself a quick glance around for any traps or dangers; the place seemed clean, in both senses of the word. Not only that but he could probably fit two of his workspaces into this one room; made him reflect on this job he was doing and the value this could have to his business. While Jackpot was in his room, Lens investigated the room further, considering relieving him of a bottle of cider, before deciding against it for now, going back to stand near the elevator. When Jackpot gave the garment to him, he took it using his magic, keeping the material levitating in front of him he shrugs "Yeah sure. No promises; if it comes to helping my client or costing you a trip to the laundry I know which one I'll be taking." he says, quickly going back to the elevator, keen to get out of this casino.
  8. "Trust me, nopony hates the red tape work more than me. And I am the one who will be filling in all the paperwork." Coltson says as he approaches the edge of the cave "I'll try and get a copy of modern affairs sent over to your abode so you can make sure you don't make any more mistakes like this again, I think the princess has a copy in her library so I'll send over mine and see if I can negotiate with her to trade another book for her copy." As they leave the cave into the gloom of the everfree, all of the changelings he had attacked before were all gone now, along with the other agents "Now we drop by the Princess, hopefully she'll be at her school at this time, she may see fit for community service as a punishment. I believe they have a reformed Changeling among the students at the school, so that could be a starting point for you to learn how far they have come as a race."
  9. Ocellus trots along behind the other changeling, going along to the castle with her, getting ready for the race; she was learning to be more competitive from Smolder so what was once a worrying prospect for her was something she felt a bit calmer about now. She watches as the other changeling uses a spell, something that she couldn't do, something for that matter, that she hadn't seen any of the reformed changelings being able to do, maybe some could but out of respect for the unity of the hive refrained from using it. Nonetheless she waits watching the ball as it changed colours, bracing herself, and then it went green. With a flash she transformed into a cheetah and sped off towards the finish location, using all the natural speed of this form to get the most out of it.
  10. The novelty was starting to wear off for Lens; something felt different about this time, for once he had a bad feeling about a case. A feeling like something was going terribly wrong. He thought back to the other detective he let roam, suddenly becoming nervous about what she was spending this time doing; it could be that she was on a payroll, in which case winning this game was needed as if he didn't get his side done, she could easily fabricate proof that Rarity was guilty. He couldn't allow that to happen, so he decided that if this game didn't end so well, he may just have to cheat to win. "I'm sure the hand is good." he replies bluntly, keeping his cards hidden for now. "Oh yeah. Close games are so much fun to play when everything is on the line for one party." he says sarcastically as the final cards were dealt. Lens looks at his hand, what was a three and an eight was now a three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and ten, meaning that he had a straight he could use. He lays down his hand onto the table "Straight. Beats your two pair. So I suppose that means I take the game." he says, standing up and brushing off his sleeve, not happy with all the time this endeavor wasted and the company he had to keep for it. He puts his sunglasses on "I'll take the prize and be on my way."
  11. "Well um... I don't know... I was hoping you would have something in mind." She says, sighing "I spent most of my time at the hive doing craft time and reading up on everything outside of it." she admits, thinking "Uhh... how about a race maybe?" she asks, realising she didn't know the area too well she glanced around for structures that would be easy to navigate from and to "From... the castle to... town hall?"
  12. "How long has it been since you were last at the hive... it must have been a long time if you didn't know that we look like this now. It's what happens when a Changeling let's love into their hearts, it means we don't have to feed on it anymore either." she explains, still feeling a bit nervous, but getting more comfortable now that this other Changeling seemed to perhaps be a deserter from Chrysalis' hive. Maybe she could help this one change; it would certainly be an impressive bit of extra-curricular work to tell to Counselor Starlight. When games and fun were proposed she nodded happily "Okay then. But I can't go too far from the School, otherwise my teachers may get worried about where I am."
  13. "But all Changelings looks like me, ever since Thorax defeated Chrysalis and taught Changelings to accept love into their hearts we've all looked like this." she says, starting to feel a bit nervous when the other Changeling revealed her nature; if this one didn't know what Changelings looked like now then it could mean this one didn't let love into its heart, and that scared the Changeling as she shrinks back slightly "Nice to meet y..you too."
  14. Coltson shakes his head with a sigh "Keep telling yourself that, kid. Same spiel I used to tell myself." he puts the amulet back into his saddlebag stopping the effect so his own magic power was back to normal. "You dragons always seem to mix up bravado with pride. Pride is about being more than just yourself." he looks down at the hunting license, picking it up and inspecting it "Actually this organisation was never a legal Equestrian organisation. It's more of a dragon-lands thing, I should know; my boss' grandfather was behind the creation of this when he was young. It's more than an update you've missed lad. And sadly ignorance is not an excuse; you committed a crime, whether you meant to or not sentences still must be discussed. And they are as sentient as dragons are, in fact there's quite a few Changelings in service to Equestria and her allies. One reason? Is that it. Well currently your crimes are crimes of passion at worst, crimes of accident at best. But if you run away from here; you are willingly admitting to intention of what you have done, and also will be trying to run from justice, which is a crime of itself. So go ahead, you step out this cave and become an enemy to Equestria."
  15. As Ocellus rounded a corner into the marketplace she looks around, smelling the scents of the air with a happy smile; this town was amazing, and so different to the hive back home. She did miss the Feelings Forum and craft time, but she kept herself busy with books and her friends normally. She was getting better with her shyness, in that she didn't immediately shift and run away now, instead cowering a bit or hiding without shifting. That was when the unicorn bounced up to her, happily introducing herself in a manner similar to how Professor Pinkie Pie did, the similarities made Ocellus a bit calmer as she smiles shyly, still standing with a front leg raised and resting on the other one for comfort "I'm Ocellus. I'm a Changeling." she says with her soft and quiet voice.
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