Coping Mechanisms

[anarchyarcher]

 Ako glared back at Isop, one eye twitching slightly. A quiet screech sounded as her beak clenched together as her eyes drilled into his. 

"You think I care about you, about what you of all ponies feel?!" She snarls, the look in her eyes murderous. "I don't."

The gryphon then twists around so that her tail whips past Isop's face. Pushing past Scribble and starting off down the hall, Ako causes a young unicorn nurse to scramble out of the gryphon's path as she nearly is run over. 

Reply hazy, trying again...

[multaekappae]

 White Noise checked her scanner, frowning. "There appear to only be the two... completely normal ponies from this time-period..." She shrugged, missing Primeval's extremely poorly executed wink in Sharp Wit's direction.

"Well that's just fantastic." Blank Ops sulked, glaring at the protopony. "What are those, some kind of novelty contacts?" He peered suspiciously at the dimply glowing orbs.

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[trigger Yes/No protocol]

"Yes?" the lavender equinoid responded.

The stallion shook his head, "Kids these days with their gadgets." He turned to regard the gray pegasus, which much like every other gray pegasus he had met seemed to be devoted to making his life more difficult. Thank goodness Agent D had been permanently retired after the were-bunny incident.

The Inspector frowned at the extended stare.

Black Ops blinked, realizing he had let his mind wander, "Well?" He used bluster to cover his blunder, "You're the one in a hurry, shall we be off?" The agent promptly answered his own question by turning heel and marching back down the alley.

A moment later his subordinates followed.