2014-08-12

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The pegasus woke with a start upon feeling the sting of electricity on his side. Groaning slightly, he slowly opened his eyes to see a a changeling staring right at him, it's teeth bared in an awful grimace.
Many ponies would think that after years of training and serving under the Equestrian Bureau of Investigation, a stallion would resemble nothing but the essence of toughness in any situation. They would be wrong.
Sharp let out a scream that was several octaves higher than one would expect before leaping up in the air. It was only when he was ten feet in the air that he realized that the changeling had been laid out in front of him, and that Riptide was cackling with laughter. Feeling an angry blush spread across his face, he lowered himself down and leaned over to Captain Harness. "Exactly how long was I out?" he muttered, trying hard to keep the embarrassment out of his voice.
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 "Five minutes, or two paradoxes, depending on how you count it," Jack Harness muttered, rubbing his temples. He turned his head, "Ops, stop harassing visiting royalty and bring the suspect over."

The black pony frowned, but did as bidden, over complaints from both the assailant and White Noise.

The wounded pony grunted as he was deposited before the inspector. He made to stand, only to feel a hoof placed firmly on the back of his neck.

"Now," the Captain asked, "... 'Inspector', do you have any idea why somepony would want you dead in the middle of an invasion?"

While the thug's specific name didn't leap to mind, the look of one of Grubber's thugs was unmistakable.

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