Octavia's Bow

"Mostly because you shot at me first. Partly because I believe Misha." She checks her phone, "Funny thing about him though. He's remarkably inconsistent. Hmmm... If I incapacitate the witch, it'd probably be a bonus boost, but that would mean fighting and potential loss of the prisoner..." "Oh, we can play this game. This might not even be the real me for all you know. Still..." She shoots Misha a text; Prep for encounter with prisoner ASAP. He's getting the hot drop to your last teleportation location. Drawing on the circle she drew earlier, she teleports Jason upside down to the same spot she dropped Misha not hours ago.

She thinks for a minute... "Rune, you were going to give a speech to an audience that didn't know to show up with no preparation whatsoever... That's... an interesting strategy. Dinner it is!" She pulls him up and starts to go to the apartment. She shakes her head at this plan- it was not the most well thought-out plan ever.

"But... didn't you tell the kids there would be a speech? Shouldn't we at least notify them that there will be no speech?" ​He planned a speech without prepping any material? That's weird. He's usually very thoughtful about preparations... She looks at Rune quizzically, wondering about his methods.

"I know. I got your note," She smiles at Rune and grabs his hand. Leading him to sit down, she asks, "Are you nervous? Because according to statistics, public speaking is one of the number one fears of humanoid entities known to humans." She squeezes his hand comfortingly.

"You through the first bolt! Or was that purple magic designed to make me stronger? Because it made a nice hole in the wall. Both of them." She conjured up a riding harness for Cerberus and glared at Belinda, "On top of that, you are a targeted, dangerous assassin who helped my prisoner escape. Which is a problem. I have orders to take care of problems. Speaking of which..." She made a very convincing-looking illusion bird-cage around Jason. The magic would feel solid and real enough, but hit it too hard and it could shatter.

Synthia filed the last bit of 'To-Do' paperwork into a neat, organised paper file and headed to her apartment. Upon arrival, she noticed a key component out of place. Her husband was not there. She noticed a note, and then went to the cafeteria to go find him.

She hoped onto Cerberus the One-Headed and nodded, "Right after you. You said your name was Shane, right? I was a bit distracted during that introduction; the Fedora Channel caught my eye." She brings her demonic dog up to his pizza box and sighs to herself. "The things I do for friend who won't consider me a friend... Time to catch a b*tch. I mean, a witch." She opens the door, a ball of energy read to fling at the next enemy she sees as she charges. As she opened the door, two purple blasts shook the far wall of the house. It was obvious that the intent was to scare them out as there was no real aiming involved. After checking up to see that Shane was alright, she followed the lock she had on Belinda's signature and threw her bolt of conjuration magic at her. While it wasn't really an attack spell, it was still a bolt of soul-draining energy that should probably be avoided.

"Aww, how nice!" she giggles, "All in the life of a Super Duper Party Pony! The movie should end at about 6 o'clock, so the party should be ready at 8! Invite your friends!" Suddenly, she's gone to go meet Twilight. It would seem you have a party to prepare for. She holds up the Muffin sign, smiling at you. You fear that she's about to jump across the table at you, but she just scoots a seat right next to you. She's practically on your lap. Pointing at the menu, she indicates an Apple Cinnamon muffin. She then claps happily. A pony behind the counter stares at you expectantly. She shrugs, "I should be good on most questions. How about you ask an I- Woap!" Some water had collected in an especially deep hole in the ground. The normally sure-of-foot buffalo is falling towards you, her trade-goods about to be ruined in the water-filled pot-hole. How will your horse-drawn picture of this distracting scene look, I wonder... Rainbow Dash comes to the door, "Huh? Oh, hey. You must be the guy. Is he the guy?" Angel nods, pointing at you. "Alright. Listen, follow me Fluttershy doesn't NORMALLY like being up this high, but it was the only place I- uhh, she could think of. That she would accept." Just like that, Rainbow disapeers with a flash and a steady wind. "Already?" Twilight's voice comes down, "I thought his mom said the daiting books would last at least a week. It's been about three days, right?" "Twilight, it's been five." Spike calls back up the stairs. He sighs at you, "Sorry, she gets like this." A rather bedraggled Twilight comes down stairs. Her magic levitates the books away from you and onto the shelves. A quick glance in the mirror makes her blush. "Sorry, I need a moment." She disapeers and comes back a little less raggedy. "Alright. Were you looking for something specific? We got a couple more Bit Thorne books in... Gravity, and his Stars and Relativity." She digs through a stack, "And some... more adult themed... books. Spike, who ordered these?" Twilight's blushing spreads slowly across her face, as a duo of snickering comes from outside. A bluish streak and a pink streak fly away from the window at attempted observation. She laughs, "We're going to the movie! How... hard did you hit your head." Pinkie bounces up, looking extremely pleased with herself. "We're gunna have a PASTRY BAKING PARTY later~"

"Misha wants witch b*tch dead. Cowboy with the weird shooter stopped him. Then Azura called Misha and I teleported him over there. Witchy returned and freed cowboy. You were here for most of it, blazed so hard you make Snoop look normal. Misha wants us to solve his problem. So let's go witch hunting." (Reminds me of Soul Eater again)

She tilts her head and smiles at you, before holding up a picture of a cupcake and a muffin. She seems to be asking you which you would like, while tilting her adorable little head quizzically. Taking a look around, you see the route to Sugar Cube Corner nearby. She probably planned this. "Little Strongheart, of the Canyon Buffalo." She easily leaves the trading post, "Most of this land used to be ours. We have a deal with the townsfolk, though. They gives us apple pies and such, and we let them stay. As long as they maintain the stampeding trail, we tend to get along. Well, as long as they tend the stampeding trail, and we keep Pinkie from singing anyway... Come on, trails this way." "Ohh, this is all very fast," she says softly, "Umm... yes... meet me here on Monday." Oh dear, oh dear, where do we go? I'll ask Rainbow Dash! She'll know what to do! "Oh,thank you! I really, really like to bake them. It makes a LOT of smiles! But these ones were baked by Mr. and Mrs. Cake. I was actually about to head out with one of my friends. Hey! I know! After the movie, we can have a CUPCAKE TASTING PARTY! We can have chocolate, and flour, and lemon-flavored! Oh, it will be the greatest! I'll hold it right outside! It should only take two shakes of a tail to make, too. Wanna come?"

How exactly. She's not fighting back and she expects me to just go off and chase Jason. Soooooooooo, you know, suggestions. Here, we can trade! Don't die. See, advice. Now you can give me more helpful advice, because I swear if you tell me not to die I will teleport over there and kill you myself.

She turns and looks at you expectantly, "Yes, Mr. DJ?" Chrssalis looks at you with a sly smile, "Keep thinking that, lover boy." She briefly morphs into you, then into Fluffle, then back to herself, and cackles evily. Fluffle Puff notices you and makes happy noises, quickly walking around with you on her back. Suddenly you're being paraded around happily outside of the tree house. Some passerbys look at you sympathetically, thinking you've been captured. "That's me!" She offers you a cup cake, before calling out to Twilight who was leaving with another colt, "I'll be right there!!" She turns back to you, "Welcome to Sugar Cube Corner! Is there anything super duper awesomely delicious that I can get for you?"

Sayaa looks out the window, watches Belinda fly away, takes about two seconds to figure whether or not it's worth risk her hide to chase either, then shrugs. Studying her nails for a bit, she locks onto Belinda's signature and shoots Misha a text. She's back, and she helped that Jason guy escape.

"Wow, you are a bit of a bi*ch, aren't you? Guy comes to save you and you make fun of him. Wasn't his fault he was overpowered." She picks up the pistol she took from Jason and tosses it out her, "Ready to play Russian Roulette? Which one is the real me?" Several illusions pop up, lounging around the room. "It could be any one of us," one says. "Maybe even behind you." says a voice from behind, before vanishing. "How many bullets do you have, I wonder. You could ask your would-be savior, after all."

She smiles, "Of course! I was just about to head back to camp, actually. If you wanna tag along, You're very welcome to it." She smiles at you and shoulders a bunch of supplies. "Okay... umm..." she blushes and scratches her head, "What do you think about my animal friends?" "Hmmm... you know, I've been reading up on a spell that could fix this sort of thing right up. Just a moment..." Her horn lights up and you feel a tingle on your bruise. It's kinda scratchy. And then, it's gone. "Alright, now! Starswirl the Bearded; A Trip Through Time!" She raises her hoof in a sort of onward gesture, and drags you and Pinkie out the door behind her. She gasps, and looks back at Cryssi, who looks about as happy as Christmas morning, then back at you. Eyes waterring, she happily tackle-hugs and snuggles you, untill she loses you in her fluff. Then she looks around confusedly.

"That would depend on the problem. I know what you're trying to do. My being here serves a dual purpose, however. Keeping you here, and waiting for that girl to come back. Also, warding of the police if the arrive, I guess." She sits there kinda bored, "It'd be so much more interesting if you'd co-operate."

She breifly fancied making herself look like a busty, young, scantily clad lady, but tossed it away. "I would like to know what you're doing. However, I think that you and I will be sitting here for an awful long time. After all, you're not my captive." She shrugs and sits one the floor.

"I already told you I don't intend to kill you unless you force my hand. And when that grudge, like I explained before, is someone trying to kill you, I believe it's understandable. My name is Sayaa. Just Sayaa, if you will. My family name should be enough. I think they still have a reward out for me. That'd be my parents. They want me to come home, see. But I'm not a child anymore."

"You first mate. You're the one pinned down by Cerberus's cousin." She sets the gun aside and changes her appearance to look like a rebellious goth teen once more, with the purple hair and the make up, as well as the headphones. She stretches, and puts on some dark sunglasses. "I can look like a lot of different people."

"This is not standard issue. I'm not even sure it's legal. But it's a weapon that you can use against me. So I don't really think it'd be appropriate. Considering you didn't really have time to do anything to it, and you were threatening my.... hmmm.... partner with it, I think it works like most guns. Now then, who are you."

She looked at the phone for a bit, before tossing it away. It landed behind a couch. "You could just be nice and tell me who you are. Or I could make my demon heavier. Shouldn't be to difficult." She leans against the wall across the room from him with his pistol, examining it.

She smiles and blissfully receives the hug you promised her earlier, nomming down playfully on your ear. The act causes you to fall over on your back, which makes Chryss smile and proclaim payback. Twilight comes back to this sceen, "Uhh.... is everything alright?

(I swear you called it a box! But... I'm too lazy to check.) "To keep you here until I ascertain your identity, your ability to hinder me or my friends, your future intentions, and how to deal with you. Also, probably until Misha comes back. As of now, the house looks exactly like it did when we got here. There is an extraordinary amount of magical energy gathered around this place. Almost too much, actually."

She smiles at you, "I guess it's no secret that I like Starswirl nowadays, huh?" "If you didn't want ponies to know, you shouldn't have cosplayed him for Nightmare Night, silly!" Pinkie says, before downing a shake in one go. "We were gunna see the next showing soon. Hey, you can make your face smell up?" "No Pinkie, that's a bruise," Twilight says. She eyes you with concern, "Are you okay?"