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Scanning the crowd, Zephyr was quickly able to pick out the hulking red form of Big Macintosh and swiftly made her way to him.

 

"Listen I know you probably have questions but I really have to check up on something. Go ahead back to the farm, I can remember the way good enough to fly back on my own later."  Without giving him a chance to respond the diminutive mare turned and headed away from the slowly dispersing onlookers. 'It sure would help if he gave some directions on this dumb note. Where in Tartarus is this library anyway?' Zephyr thought as she traversed the streets on Ponyville.


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 The wiseguy stallion shook his head after placing Renegade's things on a table near the door.  "Sorry, sir. But all questions will be answered by Don Malachi Semiazas Semi. If you'll fallow me." The stallion led Renegade to a large office on the first floor, with Sammy walking beside him. When the stallion opened the doors there was a nice looking desk in the center of the room with walls filled with books.  At the corner of the room, Malachi was putting on a well made suit. It had a black dress shirt with a red vest, black coat and pants with red pinstripes and a black tie. On the hat rack was a black bowler hat with a red strap.

 

 

When Malachi heard the door he turned around. He face was lack of any emotion, the kind of face that means he's in no mood to play games and ready to do business  "Officer, for what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

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 The wiseguy stallion shook his head after placing Renegade's things on a table near the door.  "Sorry, sir. But all questions will be answered by Don Malachi Semiazas Semi. If you'll fallow me." The stallion led Renegade to a large office on the first floor, with Sammy walking beside him. When the stallion opened the doors there was a nice looking desk in the center of the room with walls filled with books.  At the corner of the room, Malachi was putting on a well made suit. It had a black dress shirt with a red vest, black coat and pants with red pinstripes and a black tie. On the hat rack was a black bowler hat with a red strap.

 

 

When Malachi heard the door he turned around. He face was lack of any emotion, the kind of face that means he's in no mood to play games and ready to do business  "Officer, for what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

(The Godfather. Nice. Really goes with the theme of the Mafia.)

 

Renegade smirked at Malachi and looked at him. "Let's skip the formalities and cut to the chase: I'm investigating a murder, and I think you know about it. So start talking." Renegade said, readying his notepad.


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With a frustrated sigh, Big Macintosh got back in the car and tried to think about what he would tell Applejack.

 

"We couldn't return the vacuum because Flim vanished off the face of Equestria," he rehearsed, turning the key to be greeted with a stubborn engine, "We couldn't return the vacuum. The returns pony was apparently dead." He tried the key again. Lots of noise, still no start. "We could... We couldn't..." The engine just sputtered mockingly by this point.

 

"Damn!" Big Mac cursed, getting out to take a look at the engine. But with the first hoof he stepped out onto the road, the problem made itself crystal clear. He had just stepped in a puddle of gasoline that had leaked from a hole in the tank.

 

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Loud music blared from the small house beside Zephyr. This must be the home of the mare Granny Smith mentioned. A thoroughly annoyed stallion banged on her door with his hoof.

 

"At least play a different song, you insensitive bitch! I haven't slept since Wednesday!"

 

The library made itself known ahead. An enormous, three-story, modern building with a grand oak tree growing in a garden in the center.


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@, ((Best mafia move ever, Under it is the goodfellas. And it also has the best them ever. )) 

 

Malachi took in a breath and walked towards Renegade. "assume you're talking about the murder of my father and Don Ferrini. I am sad to say I don't know much. But I have had ward from one of my crew that the mare that was witnessed at the scene of the crime was seen at the train station and the only train in the station was one to Canterlot  ." The look on his face never changed, so it was darn near impossible to tell if he was lying or not. "I've also had ward that a few strange griffins have been seen around Manehatten. One of my crew is looking into it now. He's a griffin himself so it'll be easier for him to find things out."

 

Malachi then walked over to a table with a glass bottle holding what was most likely brandy. Malachi then got two glasses, but filled one with ice and a little bit of brandy. "I'm sorry officer but that's as much information  that I am willing to give out at the moment. But since I helped you out, it would be more then fair to share what you have collected." He then started to fix another glass. "Would you care for a drink?"

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@, ((Best mafia move ever, Under it is the goodfellas. And it also has the best them ever. )) 

 

Malachi took in a breath and walked towards Renegade. "assume you're talking about the murder of my father and Don Ferrini. I am sad to say I don't know much. But I have had ward from one of my crew that the mare that was witnessed at the scene of the crime was seen at the train station and the only train in the station was one to Canterlot  ." The look on his face never changed, so it was darn near impossible to tell if he was lying or not. "I've also had ward that a few strange griffins have been seen around Manehatten. One of my crew is looking into it now. He's a griffin himself so it'll be easier for him to find things out."

 

Malachi then walked over to a table with a glass bottle holding what was most likely brandy. Malachi then got two glasses, but filled one with ice and a little bit of brandy. "I'm sorry officer but that's as much information  that I am willing to give out at the moment. But since I helped you out, it would be more then fair to share what you have collected." He then started to fix another glass. "Would you care for a drink?"

(I agree, Goodfellas is the second best mafia movie ever.)

 

"Gladly." Renegade said, levitating the drink over to himself. "Train station, hmm? Very interesting stuff. A deal is a deal, so I'll share all my information." Renegade then told Malachi all the info he had.


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Thrillseeker sighed as he followed Bittehorn away from the murder scene and towards the station. He knew he could never be too clever around the police, knowing he had gotten a pegasus in uniform last time. He approached the station, opened the doors and made his way to the front desk. "Okay, I'm here to give my statement," he acknowledged.


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@, ((Come on, dude.  Don't cop out. You can do better then just say he gave the info.))

 

Malachi listened to Renegade without interrupting him. "Thank you for information, officer. It is much appreciated." He said when Renegade was finished. After finishing his drink he placed the glass on the table and walked over to Renegade. "By the way officer. Would you be willing to do a favor for me?" He placed a hoof on his shoulder. "You see, Sammy here has been having trouble with a few... undesirables. They've been hounding her and demanding payment for protection because she's working on 'their turf'. 

 

That's where you come in. I need someone to keep a watch over the place and of course my one of my best of my crew ."  Sammy smiled. "If you accept I will be very grateful. And of course you will also be compensated for your help."

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(And, so begins Renegade's career as the vigilant Espionage: he protects the innocent. He shows no mercy. He is judge, jury, and executioner.)

 

Renegade looked at Malachi and smirked again. "I'll be glad to. In return, I would like some financial backing from the mob. So...deal?" he asked, extending his hoof.


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Malachi smirked himself and shook the stallion's hood firmly. "Deal, Mr, Renegade. Now if you'll excuse me I have business I must attend to. You're welcome anytime."  Malachi let go of Renegade's hoof. Then Sammy led him out of Malachi's office and too the front door. where his things were stay on the table.  "Now about that pizza?" Sammy asked with a smile.

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(LOL. Judge Dredd. Best comic ever.)

 

Renegade looked at Sammy and smiled. "You know it." he said, leading her out of the house and to the pizza parlor. Renegade ordered a large cheese pizza for himself and Sammy, and sat down at a table. "So, Malachi tells me you're having trouble with some hooligans." he said, keeping his voice low to avoid suspicion.

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@, ((The move was good too. Not the first one, that one was ass. The second was the good one.))

 

 

"Yeah, They started coming around about three weeks ago. At first I could handle it on my own. But then they started coming around with powerful guns. Two Tommys and a revolver. Before they just had bats and pipes. Not a lot of places sell Tommys, mostly low key places and one legit place." She took a bite of her pizza. "Long story short they are really starting to get in my mane."

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(I agree. Mega-City One is awesome, and a great post-nuke setting.)

 

Renegade smiled at Sammy. "Don't worry. I'll protect you, no matter what it takes." Just then, their pizza arrived. Renegade levitated a slice, and began to eat it. He passed another slice over to Sammy.


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Sammy smirked. "I don't need protection, Reney. I can take care of myself. But I don't mind a little help. Once in a while." When she was done with her first slice she got herself and started eating the one Renegade gave her. As she ate, one of Sammy's legs started rubbing against one of Renegade's under the table in a flirting way.

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Renegade's leg rubbed her back as he smiled and continued to eat. "That's very kind of you. Between you and me, I absolutely HATE Senator McCanter. He's arrogant, rude, and incompetent. He has no business in hunting changelings, and he especially has no business in politics."


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Although she wasn't particularly familiar with the odd style of the loud music, Zephyr unconsciously began bobbing her head to the steady rhythmic bass as she made her way towards the prestigious library. Finally the music faded away as the heavy doors shut behind her with a soft click. It occurred to Zephyr that she hadn't set foot in a library since she had dropped out of high school years before, she quickly remembered why. The awkward silence was enough to make her uncomfortable and the stale atmosphere itself began to bore her almost immediately.

 

"Bitterhorn betta' get here quick, I was ready to fall asleep before I walked in."

 


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((Marble you are on the same APC as Slug))

 

"Réveillez-vous, get up!" 

 

For the second time that day, Slug found himself abruptly pulled from the comforting depths of sleep and into the harshness of real life, this time by the impatient voice of an officer. Groaning he turned to look irately at the speaker.

 

"We're just about to arrive in Dashii'ra where we'll be organizing with the Arabian Army and the Equestrian Mercs. There's a rumor of possible insurgent activity in the city, keep you eyes open when you're out there. Dismissed!"

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" Attention unités, new group rallies are set up. Division alpha and bravo(Slug and Marble are in Bravo), merc armored companies Cobalt and Emerald will follow your lead on support. Charlie and delta will be assigned companies Crimson and Jade.." The Prench commander continues assigning out the assisting mercs to fellow armor divisions.

 

Ahaban looked forward, the dust and wind blasting his masked face as wore about his shemagh on full face hood. Smoke plums arose in the horizon.

"What in tarturus is that?" The squad looking up asking to the Arabian pony.

"Must be the fires from the fighting... Obviously." He responds.

 

The uphill canyon roads were now coming into view, with multiple routes to take the about divisions split up to their assigned coalition with the merc battle tanks leading ahead, the treads on the T47s easily following up the slopes as the Prench followed next.

 

Ahaban took flight as other merc pegasi follow in routine.

"Bulawayo! Take my spot." He says as he grabs his rifle flying above the convoy group in surveillance flight.

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(Sorry if I've been falling behind a bit on my posts. This RP is growing faster than I'd ever thought it would. Almost 300 posts in less than a month and a half, and with action now happening simultaneously in three different regions. Holy cow. You guys sure love your 50s ponies! :D)

 

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Beansprout, still working hard at her desk job, acknowledged the Pegasus as he approached. "Bitterhorn telephoned ahead, but I'm afraid he has other business to attend to. Detective Greyshod is prepared to take your statement in Interrogation room 1."

 

Beansprout pointed her hoof to her left, at an open door which led to a cramped room with a small table that two grey Earth Ponies sat behind... In trench coats.

 

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"Miss me?" came a startling voice from behind the grey Pegasus. Bitterhorn appeared behind Zephyr, and for once, he wasn't smoking a cigarette.

 

"Come on, we need to talk somewhere more private," he said, as he walked over to the librarian at the front desk.

 

"Can I help you?" asked the librarian, a bored-looking unicorn mare with an off-blue coat and straight mane.

 

"Yes, ma'am," Bitterhorn whispered, remembering that he's in a library, "I'm detective Bitterhorn with the MHPD. I've got a few questions for the head librarian. Where can I find her?"

 

"Oh dear, she's not in any trouble is she?" she asked, concerned for her boss's well-being.

 

"Not at all," Bitterhorn reassured, "I just need to get some records from her office. Nopony is in any trouble."

 

"Oh." She seemed a bit disappointed, then she went right back to being bored, "Well, she's out on business in Canterlot. Something about 'Tuesday.' I could let you in, if you show me your badge."

 

With a quick flip of his credentials, the blue mare grabbed the keys and trotted up a staircase, beckoning the two to follow her. "By the way," she added, "Name's Lake. Who's the broad?"

 

Bitterhorn looked back at Zephyr, and answered succinctly, "I'm afraid that's classified."

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 "Malachi thinks the same thing.  But I don't care for politics much. I find it boring, even though I'm with the Semis. They take to get to know they higher ups in each filled. But me, I'm fine with being a bookie. The best bookie I might add." She chuckled. Se gave Renegade a smile. "I'm glad you took Malachi's offer. Trust me, it's better working with him then any copper."

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 "Malachi thinks the same thing.  But I don't care for politics much. I find it boring, even though I'm with the Semis. They take to get to know they higher ups in each filled. But me, I'm fine with being a bookie. The best bookie I might add." She chuckled. Se gave Renegade a smile. "I'm glad you took Malachi's offer. Trust me, it's better working with him then any copper."

"Eh, I guess your right." Renegade replied, smiling back. "You're beautiful." he said to her, placing his hooves onto hers. "The most beautiful mare I have ever seen." He looked into her eyes deeply. "The cops here are corrupt. I think I'll quit the force and take the law into my hooves."


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"Why, thank you," Thrillseeker said, adjusting his tie as he walked away from the desk. Making his way down the hall, the pegasus had only heard of ponies who got interrogated in the movies but never thought he'd be the subject of one. He kept his wings folded to avoid raising suspicions until he saw the door labeled Interrogation Room #1. An audible gulp dropped down Thrillseeker's throat as he walked inside. His entered the room with his eyes never leaving the earth ponies, even as he sat in the chair underneath the only hanging light in the room.

 

"You asked to see me?" Thrillseeker questioned, sweat dripping from his brow.


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Sammy blushed and shyly looked away for a second. This time she wasn't faking it.  She grasped Renegade's hoof gently and looked back up to him. "Thank you, I don't know what else to say. You're the first to ever tell me that.  Even with a few flings I had they never told me that. And I'm glad you're looking to forge your own path in life."

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The armored group continued up the pathways. T57s easily treading it up with the M2s and BTRs leading ahead with their surveillance pegasi overhead.

 

" Toujours Vous ne voyez rien, gardez sur un mobile. " The lead prench armor says through his radio.

As they had continued on, the convoy came to halt.

" Ce qui semble être l'arrêt? " the commander asks.

" Ce sont les mercenaires. A villager is asking them for help or something. " One of APC drivers speaks up.

 

Ahead up near the cliff side, a hooded mare speaks forth to one of the convoy leaders.

 

" Bravo go forward and see what's happening." The commander says.

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Sammy blushed and shyly looked away for a second. This time she wasn't faking it.  She grasped Renegade's hoof gently and looked back up to him. "Thank you, I don't know what else to say. You're the first to ever tell me that.  Even with a few flings I had they never told me that. And I'm glad you're looking to forge your own path in life."

Renegade nodded. "You're welcome, Sammy. I'm glad to hear you say that. It means a lot to me." And he meant it. "There were other stallions?" he asked. "Wouldn't surprise me, since you're so flirtatious." he commented, trying to sound snarky. "I'm number Infinity plus One, right?"


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@, ((Dude, in RL you never say that to a girl. NEVER.))

 

"No. You're number seven. And not all of them were stallions." She said with a half smile. "One was a griffin, another was a zebra. I even dated one guy from Saddle Arabia. Once I dated a zebra mare.  You see, I've learned to read others and become a good judge of character. So When I flirt with someone it's usually with beings who'll treat me right. So I don't see race or gender only character."

 

She smiled and grasp Renegade's hoofs a little tighter. "And I really like your character."

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