Study Sessions (Part 4)

[sharpwit]

Sharp groaned. "Listen kelpie, we don't have time to worry about your moral conundrums or your personal paranoia. The fate of the time space continuum hangs in the balance, and you expect to-" the grey pegasus suddenly felt Riptide's tentacle wrap around his neck, squeezing threateningly. "Fine, we'll alter the plan," he wheezed through his crushed windpipe, upon which the kelpie dumped him on the floor. Gasping for air, he shot the kelpie a glare as he rubbed his neck. "I have no idea how you expect to achieve it, though, given that we are extremely limited on time.
"I may have a solution," chirped Primeval. The Inspector turned around to find that protopony had surrounded herself with various tomes from around the wing. "And if I am understanding this material, it doesn't involve mind magics at all."
Sharp raised an eyebrow. "We're all ears, Primeval."
The protopony cocked her head in confusion. "Are you sure, Sharp Wit? Because no one in this room is a sentient hear apparatus."
"No, I meant- Just tell us your plan," the stallion sighed in confusion, putting his hoof to his face.




Golden and Harness watched as the invaders worked quickly, scouring the library for their as-of-yet undetermined target. Despite the severity of their situation, the unicorn couldn't help but suppress a smirk at the thought that this could very well be the first time that many of the stallions here had ever entered a library, much less searched one with such gusto.
"What do you think they want?" Captain Jack asked quietly the law-stallion, peering from behind the railing of the balcony.
"Who knows, maybe Money Grubber just wants to steal any valuables he can in the chaos," Golden shrugged. "What I'm worried about is why the changelings have agreed to help him. He must have made a deal with them or something, or else they'd treat him just like anyone else."
The pegasus sighed, trying to plan out the next course of action. "Do you think you can teleport us to a better attack position?" he asked.
The older stallion shook his head. "It took a lot out of me just to get us up here. I only know enough teleportation magic to get me out of a tight jam, so I'll need at least half an hour or so to charge up." He glanced up to the sturdy chandelier that hung at the center of the main hall. "You think you could fly us up there?" he asked. "It'd be a better vantage point."
Jack thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I wouldn't be able to carry you and go fast enough to avoid the changelings flying around. I guess We'll both just have to wait."
"Perhaps you gentlestallions would like to wait with us?" a menacing voice growled behind them. The two stallions turned around to see a massive brown unicorn looking down on them expectantly, his horn glowing with an ominous orange tint. Three changeling flanked him, their horns also glowing with magic.
Golden and Harness both looked at each other before either one spoke. "Well shit," the Captain groaned before sitting down and raising his hooves in defeat. Growling in frustration, the golden stallion soon followed suit.