Not dead yet...

[multaekappae]

 Then tentacled horror gave the Torchwhoof ponies a predatory look. "And what are we doing with these three?"

Black Ops inclined his head, "Plan delta, on my m–"

A loud groan came from the pile of pony and changeling. "You really... really shouldn't try that." Groaned the blue pegasus.

Silver raised a hoof, "Um, delta... is that the one where I run like hell and leave you to get eaten, or the one where I ... actually, no, that's pretty much my response to all your 'contingency plans'."

"C-captain, are you alright?" White Noise asked.

"No, but fortunately it didn't kill me. I hate that." He eyed the three agents as well as the Kelpie and 'Inspector', seeing pretty much the reactions he had expected. "Seriously though, Kelpies are both far better armored than changelings, and ... frankly, I could hear you whispering all the way over here. You were about to commit suicide by royalty."

Jack Harness indulged in one more groan as he struggled to his feet. "Ugh, that said, your... *ugh* Highness, I'm a little confused what you're..." The blue stallion gazed down at the unconscious earth ponies and back at the kelpie and pegasus with the ascot. "...Let me guess, you're not the contemporary version of 'you', are you?" He pinched the bridge of his muzzle, feeling an entirely new headache coming on.