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Fire gave a shrug. "Sounds... complicated..." He said with a chuckle. "Warlocks ring the bells of dark sorcerers from what I've heard though." He said as he leaned back and closed his eyes. "Your council doesn't sound very fun though. Being an anarchist myself, groups were never rad."


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Quickly raises an eyebrow and stifles a laugh, "Irony kickin it yet? You hate groups, yet you're a part of a group and such?" He asks, switching from his crossbow to his blood-and-moonlight soaked knife. It, of course, looked perfectly normal. He began to polish it.


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"Yeah, I noticed. I suppose when times are tough like this even I will join a group of ponies." He said as he noticed the knife  "Rad blade bro." He commented as he leaned back up. "That guy over there gives me the creeps." He said as he pointed to Corpus. "And that's saying a lot, since i'm a demon..."


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He growled, "There are faces I'd rather see. This whole mission grates on me though. I'm thinking this is something bigger than what the council originally thought. Even if they didn't send me on this one, they had a part in my being here. They always have a part..."


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"It's grating on some more than others." He said as he glanced over at Hypno. "Seeing some lunatic is trying to change the course of this world, id say it is a bit bigger than what they originally thought of it." He commented as he looked back to Quickly with a bored expression. 


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"No, that happens all the time. What they didn't expect is that it would be this effective. So, if you don't mind me asking, whcih sin are you supposed to represent, anyways?" he asked, starting on the edge of the blood letting knife and glaring at Corpus pony.


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"Happens all the time? Your group must be reeeeal fun bro." He chuckled. "They wanted to give me sloth, I am pretty lazy usually. But after I left Tartarus some of that changed. And joining this group is probably the first thing I've done in a while." He explained with a shrug


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He nodded; he could see that,"I'm not sure how well you'd fit into Nighthunter society. I've heard that Purification is painful and itchy. And crosses are itchier." He finishes polishing and tests the edge, checking it's sharpness. It seemed battle-ready.


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"A demon joining a club that hunts demons?" He asked "That doesn't sound like the best idea i've heard in a while." He chuckled as he glanced over to Hypno again. He knew what was wrong with him, but he didn't really want to share it. He looked backto Quickly "Nice knife" He commented


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"I got it the first time," he says, looking at him strangely, "You can fix him, can't you," it was a statement. "I don't mean possess him, I mean patch his mind back together, maybe take the sands out of him. But you don't want to." He slid his knife into a holster and tied it on his back, under his bbag, with the hilt sticking out.


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"Me? Nope, he has to fix himself really. Those sands or whatever are not in my regional expertise of doing things." He said. "But Quickly, you have to understand that nothing can live forever. The sands aren't his only problem. He is slowly getting weaker by the day due to his nervous mental state. Any little hit could put him in a very bad place." 


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"So if I go up there and hit him, he'll go ape-crazy?" he asks, not sure how he felt about that. "Can we do anything about that? Or is that anouther one of those, we can do nothing, things? Universal Laws and such that suck, but usually have to be followed and what not."


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"No, i'm saying that a moderate magic attack has a high chance of putting him in his own grave. He'll die, or just take a large amount of physical damage. I'm saying he is getting weaker physically due to his mental degrading over the years. Aka, he is slowly dieing." He explained with a shrug

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The sounds of chaos were something Ice Star had become accustomed to. However, he was couldn't think clearly as all his anger was directed towards Carrick. His body still lights out now, but he didn't care. He let this happen, a fool he was. He got caught up in all the glory it would of been to defeat this foe and now...he stopped him. Yes, there could be a way to repair the damage, but it would take hours if not days to fix such a travesty. Each and every line must be lined up in a perfect matter. Ice Star took a deep breath as he than spoke, "Well-"

 

A light of blue flame had distract his line of thought, instinctively he made a large barrier to protect himself as well as the others. The non-luminous flame had charred the floors...all of his handy work. Gone with just a spell. The case had been charred, but the remains would stay intake, he knew that. His composure was cracked as almost beaten with a hammer. It stand on a thread...it would not last longer if any longer. "Blaze Phoenixtear. Do you wish to continue this? Carrick has been pushed down and you're only a shell of what you used to be. Surrender now. "  Ice Star said. His voice had cracked slightly, as his face was fulled of hatred. One...more...thing....

 

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Corpus had said nothing to the pony, he saw his tactics and only thought of what he needed to do next. He wanted to know what was behind those walls, but his orders were to stay here. So, he continued his work.


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Hypno waited a few seconds, then gave a more scornful glance for a seconds. "Oh come on, don't just ignore me. We're you ordered not to talk too dog?" He asked with a sigh. "Did you have a family?" He added

 

"But the way he is acting, it's strange Quickly bro. I've never seen him like this..." He said as he leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.


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Who knows, he looked at Hypno as he shrugged. Corpus wasn't one to be sentimental about family. Or to think about those thoughts before everything had occurred. He was just doing his job and doing the best he could. Corpus took a deep breath as he tried to clear his mind in hopes to hear Ice Star yet again. He needed to know if it was okay to bring her out as well.


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"Well you're no fun." Hypno thought as he stared. He knew he wasn't getting anywhere with Corpus. "Close enough" He said disappointed that he couldn't start a conversation as he looked away. Hypno closed his eyes and rested in the corner and waited for something to happen


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"So, when they bring out Snow, and she's totally mind-wiped, which will probably effect him greatly. So, do you have any ideas on how to get old Hypno back? New Hypno will probably kill her. That would be very bad, though possibly not as bad Hypno dying. I feel bad for Snow."


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Fire peeked open his right eye and talked. "I'm honestly guessing that Hypno can't even lay a hoof on her even in this state, even if he could win. All he will have is some crappy agility and his talking skills." Fire said as he then closed his eye again and waited for a response. "I don't know about bringing him back ourselves. I figure that was something Snow could do. But that's not happening now. Maybe Shadow has something in his book about that..."


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"You ever get to see his book?" he asked, curiously. It didn't seem like a normal book, especially if Fire would put that much faith in it. He scratched his head thoughtfully, not very opeful that he had. It didn't seem like very many people had, not at all. (*Sigh*)


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"No, not really. All i know is that it's got a lot of different things in it." Fire said with a shrug. "It's a source for most of his power. And he never goes without it. A book of pure black magic it seems." He added "Id keep it away from the red Alicorn bro"



Hypno looked back over to Corpus with a sigh. "So what did you do to Snow? I didn't expect you to have any powers of the mind wiping such." He said. "But that could explain how you got so many followers into this crazy train." He added. "Even thought you got me in control, you really did soil my fun. One of the best plans is to turn enemies on themselves."


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Corpus just looked at him. He didn't want to give out the full surprised, however he could tell. There was more to the situation. Especially on what Snow had said. She didn't realize it herself, since she was new to all of it, but Corpus knows very well about that situation. That wasn't your plan. Maybe it was an bonus, but you didn't  care for that. You wanted some more from her. Something only a mare can give. I think you know what I mean.


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Hypno looked slightly agitated from Corpus' response for a second before it went back to normal. "Do i really look like a guy who is fit for having a marefriend?" He asked with a slight chuckle. "My counterpart seeks silly things he cannot achieve." He stated with a grumble "And now has only inconvenienced me further..."


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"Hypno, talking to the Nameless one will not resolve any fears, feelings, emotions, or questions you may have. Even if you think you don't feel anything. You might as well talk to the magic brick wall of graffiti," he sighs.

 

Aelicine looks on, bored. "Clocks, do you have anything to drink? I'm a little thirsty..."


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Hypno sighed. "Well, it worked the last time, so i figured it could keep me busy this time." He said before turning back to Corpus

 

Clocks shook his head "Sadly not, but i know dat Midnight brings around a bag of supplies. He probably has some water or somethin'..." He said



"I'm a bit disappointed though. I expected to kill you with her help. But now it seems that she'll end up killing me due to your trick." He commented. "Not only am i getting tired from all this stress i'm also getting weak due to lack of... food... lately." He said, seemingly talking to himself more than Corpus.

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