Chattus Interuptus
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realitywar_drwhvs The mare shook her head and laughed, "No, I'm a hundred percent sure – he even recognized me, even though I'd only started a couple weeks before... you know." Penny Sweet tilted her head, confused by the reaction of her boss, and former coworker. "Spoon, where are you... ?" but the other mare had already raced outside, toward the terrace, Penny couldn't help but notice.
The unicorn eyed the diamond dog, who didn't seem to understand why things had suddenly gotten awkward, but seemed to be embarrassed on the others' behalf nonetheless. Hunter shifted on his stool, 'Do I... should I point out I can hear everything they're saying? I mean, I'd kinda hate to miss out on whatever's going on here, but... that bird-lady's got some serious issues going on.'
"Look, you three are obviously having trouble adjusting to this dimension, should I–" the reported began in halting tones.
"Scribble!" Came a voice that caused the blue pony's head to whip around. Sugar Spoon came to a screeching halt, eyes wide as she took in the four individuals at the table.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Agent Blue Streak grumbled, taking another bite of a rather lackluster croissant.
Golden Dawn rolled her eyes, knowing that Blue would eventually follow up his statement with a clarification, but would keep a hold on the binoculars with a death-grip if she indicated she wanted to see what was happening. 'Tchh, typical unicorn, figures they're the tech expert just because they can charge the damn things.'
"I think they're trying to start a bucking convention down there... there's a new waitress shouting at them, and the previous one's coming back out." Streak muttered, bits of flaky pastry spraying on the bush he was sitting behind.
"So... acquisition is still a no-go?"
"Hay no. One civilian's not an issue, but with the crowd they're gathering... we're going to have to pull back – again."
"I– everypony thought you were dead... where have you – what hap..." Sugar Spoon's visual cortex caught up with her lingual centers. "W-why do you look exactly like you did eight years ago? What... what happened?" It eventually occurred to her that Scribble might be more likely to answer if she wasn't hugging him so hard he couldn't draw a breath.
The unicorn eyed the diamond dog, who didn't seem to understand why things had suddenly gotten awkward, but seemed to be embarrassed on the others' behalf nonetheless. Hunter shifted on his stool, 'Do I... should I point out I can hear everything they're saying? I mean, I'd kinda hate to miss out on whatever's going on here, but... that bird-lady's got some serious issues going on.'
"Look, you three are obviously having trouble adjusting to this dimension, should I–" the reported began in halting tones.
"Scribble!" Came a voice that caused the blue pony's head to whip around. Sugar Spoon came to a screeching halt, eyes wide as she took in the four individuals at the table.
Golden Dawn rolled her eyes, knowing that Blue would eventually follow up his statement with a clarification, but would keep a hold on the binoculars with a death-grip if she indicated she wanted to see what was happening. 'Tchh, typical unicorn, figures they're the tech expert just because they can charge the damn things.'
"I think they're trying to start a bucking convention down there... there's a new waitress shouting at them, and the previous one's coming back out." Streak muttered, bits of flaky pastry spraying on the bush he was sitting behind.
"So... acquisition is still a no-go?"
"Hay no. One civilian's not an issue, but with the crowd they're gathering... we're going to have to pull back – again."
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