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[zervziel]

The shy unicorn's partner, the pegasus, bust out laughing. "Pffft! What she's trying to say is that her magic is about making something seem unimportant, like just part of the background."

Riptide gave him a toothy grin. That's even better. As my wing is wounded, I do not wish to chance shape shifting right now, but we don't have the time to tend to our wounds with changeling reinforcements on our way. We must reach the Inspector's house first."

She looked back down at the unicorn. "but at the same time, I cannot be seen here and that is where you come in. I need you to cast your magic on me so that ponies and changeling alike do not notice me."

A word, Edgewise

[cain_9]

The Diamond Dog raised an eyebrow, "Such a minor impact has caused the technician no structural damage, apology is unneeded, though grif–your consideration is appreciated." Holding the griffoness gingerly he placed her back upright, nodding. "Most importantly, Cain would prefer that Ako not become further injured."

Sugar Spoon nodded in response to Ako's previous statements. "Well, Canterlot can be a little disorienting to first-time visitors... it's the juxtaposition of horizontal and vertical surfaces..." she noticed the glazed look on the griffon's face and misidentified the cause. "Heh, sorry. At one point I wanted to become an architect, and I still think about the way things are laid out."

Spoon caught Scribble's eye for a moment and mouthed an inquiry "expats?" 

Hunter frowned, having missed such a valuable source of information previously. "So, Miss Spoon, may I ask–"

"That would be Mrs." the mare corrected, breaking eye contact with the blue pony.

The reporter grinned. "Reeeeealy? Well I still have–"

"Okay! I've got your orders here..." the previous waitress bustled up to the table, balancing a tray on her back and tossing down mugs with a practiced flourish. "Mango and Pear juice..." a glass of thick translucent orange liquid came to rest in front of Ako. "One double-espresso, black, with two shots and extra sugar," a thick sided mug slid in front of the unicorn stallion. "One half-latte, sugar on the side," the cup slid in front of Scribble's bemused face. "Aaand one Soy Equestriano, neat." Cain noted the mug had an enlarged grip that his fingers could fit into.

Nothing much

[multaekappae]

 "I-illusions?" The unicorn's head jerked up. "I... um," her eyes darted about, lingering for a brow-furrowed moment on the black stallion. She took a deep breath and let it go. "Umm, yes. I have ... some experience w-with illusion magic."

Black Ops opened his mouth, and closed it as he felt a hoof pressing down on his shoulder. He looked up as Captain Harness shook his head.

The exchange seemed to free Agent Noise's tongue slightly. "I don't know what you have in mind, but my magic is very... subtle."

Silver Lining burst out laughing. "Pffft! What she's trying to say is that her magic is about making something seem unimportant, like just part of the background."