Palace Entrance Door/Hallway

[Plush Ramen]

Heavily Guarded with many creatures big and small, it seems getting into the palace takes much more then a simple smile and a pair of legs. Here to see the Queens? You may enter, but be prepared to be followed and watched from all sides. 

[Correctional Forces]

[Enter Meadow from Joxer's chambers]

Letting out the breath of hot air she truly did not know she was holding, the soldier had just gotten this job and she sure as heck wasn't about to lose it because of some bad plotted hunk of a stallion with villain traits they all get in due time. Allowing herself time to relax for that split second of freedom from his presence, if this was how she acted with something like this, how could she remotely handle the King of shadows?

"Get it together Meadow, you're a damn soldier."

Braving up, the soldier moved high and together through the hallway, passing by many doors in the process. Awaiting the stallions hoof steps from behind and not hearing a thing quite yet, it was possible he was just merely slow. Closing her eyes to block unlikely distractions, her normal guarding instincts were great when it came to hearing and blocking, but that was truly it. Wondering if the Queens were merely testing her for this job now, the light green mare with a dark blue mane through her helmet had made it half way to the throne room.

[Joxer]

[Enter Joxer from Joxer's Chambers]

Joxer hums and strolls leisurely behind her, smiling as he can just feel the nervous air around her, letting her reassure herself. He continues to move just out of her view, watching her reaction to not hearing him before smirking and teleporting right beside her, keeping pace with the mare.

"So, seems like you're new around here. Enjoying the job?" he asks casually, as if just making conversation, though his horn was lit up softly with a small glow of magic. He was going to have a little fun with her...

[Correctional Forces]

Not expecting such a question coming from someone so.. him. Meadow paced herself, the question still currently in the metaphorical air. Contemplating actually answering it, a normal guard would just ignore him and keep their eyes on the mission. But was she in fact a normal guard? Hired here a few days ago and getting awesome pay with the hours needed to support her children, it seemed almost fitting that she would get done training in time to run useless errands for the Queen and her manipulating eyes. Instead of ignoring him completely however, she spoke slow and mostly clear, her nervous energy still lingering around them.

"A job is a job. The Queen's like me."

Actually, she lied. Truthfully never knowing what Chrysalis thinks and not even daring to ask Nightmare Moon, Meadow kept that small tidbit to herself. Turning a corner, she could feel freedom as the door to the throne room stood so close yet so far. Her mission was almost complete, and with each step her hoof took, the longer this journey seemed to take. Not counting running as an option due to not trusting this stallion, yellow eyes stayed locked on the double doored well framed throne room.

[Joxer]

"Aw, c'mon now soldier. You may be a soldier but you don't have to act like one, not around me. Now come on, what's the story?" He smirks slightly, his horn flashing... and the sudden roar of the Neighagra Falls sounds nearby as Joxer sits at a table outside of a small gift/coffee shop, he has a cup of something in his magic with the name "Tyrone" on it, who's Tyrone?

He grins widely and gestures to the chair beside him. "Why don't you tell me over some coffee? It's pretty good, you know?" He sips the cup again and hums before setting it down, not even two minutes were they there before his horn flashes again as he stands. They're both near the edge of a rock spire in the badlands beneath Appleloosa. He hums at the site of the town not far away, visible from this rather tall outcropping of red rock. "Look at that view... isn't that something to tell a story over?"

He looks completely relaxed as he takes in the beautiful view with the sun hanging over, and then at Meadow standing beside him, the mischievous glint back in his eyes.

[Correctional Forces]

At first it would seem the stallion was actually trying to get along with her, causing Meadow to loosen her guard if for a split second. In a flash, it seemed the two were in cooler weather? Screaming at the transportational magic that had just occured, the mare's knees and stomach had.not agreed to the ways of traveling. Before she could grab a grip on reality and calm herself down however, it seemed the torturous ride was not yet over.

"Whaaat are you dooing!?" 

Now gripping against the stallion on the edge of the cliff, Meadow was not at all having fun in this scenario. Hoping to get him to tske them back, her hooves had wrapped against him in a pleading manner, her voice clearly unable to speak more then a sentence or two. Not understanding his calm demeanor, even as a unicorn, Meadow could never nor ever wanted to teleport. But to watch pony do it without a sweat was definitely a skill she could see valuable in his traits.

"Go back to the palace! I'll tell you everything! Please!"

[Joxer]

His grin dropped and he looks down at the now extremely worried mare, a sweat breaking on her. He sighs slightly and teleports back to the main hallway, gently patting her helmeted head.

"Now now, no need to freak out. You were never in any real danger." He hums silently, Though it was fun to mess with her a tad. "Sorry, I don't like lies. So tell me, what's your story?"

[Correctional Forces]

Letting go of him and breathing heavily, Meadow had backed away from the stallion slightly. Catching her breath and emotionally glad to be back within the palace walls, the tint green yellow unicorn's eyes focused back to his own. Receiving the feeling back in her legs, the time it had taken from her initial order to the clock time now, Meadow nolonger cared on rushing, seeing as the pony before her could drag them seemingly everywhere in the.world.

"I was hired a few days ago. The Queen read my resume and made me her errand mare. Im no actual soldier, I just dress like this to ensure my loyalty to them. I don't know if they like me to be honest.. I dont know if I'll survive the afternoon."

[Joxer]

Joxer nods and starts walking to the big throne room doors, humming softly to himself as he moves quickly.

"Well come on then, we can't be late can we? We need you to keep the job. Right?"

[Correctional Forces]

"R-ight!"


Surprised by his sudden calm and heart filled response, the light green mare nodded. Trotting alongside him, a small smile emerged from the corner of her muzzle as it seemed she made a new friend. Unsure about trustings and putting that behind her, Meadow only wished to get paid and life a happy life. Walking to the door as other royal guards opened it upon their presence, the unicorn mare soon stepped into the throne room.

[Exit Meadow to Throne room]

[Joxer]

Joxer hums and follows her quickly, smiling genuinely at her lighter mood. Not everyone has to be miserable, right?

[Enter Joxer to the Throne Room]

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

[Enter Demetri from Canterlot Main Street]

Trotting up ahead from the griffon, the green Earth Pony Stallion wearing leather armor stops and bows to the guards at the main entrance. He turns slightly to show the Last Locust sigil on his arm, then says: "I am here on behalf of the Last locust. I wish to speak with your Queen, Queen Chrysalis."

[Vaan]

[Enter Vaan from Canterlot Main Street]

The griffon walks up next to the pony. He doesn't bow, but plays it smart by unloading his crossbow in front of the guards.

"I'm with the pony."

[Queen Chrysalis]

Loud thumping and heavy hoof steps could be heard coming from the entrance corner as the two talked to the guards. Present including three pink and very well shifting orbs scanned down upon the two visitors in curiosity. Not spotting a collar to prove they belonged to the Queen, the heavy chitted and massive beast stood in their way, not speaking a normal word as its mouth opened. Revealing a screeching noise to both of the newcomers, the painful noise could do more damage to those with better hearing then the average. Not doing a thing but standing there and blocking, it seemed to be awaiting the guards for their responses.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

Demetri stumbled back from the screech, surprised and not expecting the response. He didn't have any special hearing - being a regular Earth Pony - but it still gave him a slight headache. He raised a hoof to tell Vaan he would handle it.

"What the buck is wrong with you?! Bucking bug! We're an envoy! E. N. V. O. Y! Envoy! Don't you speak Equestrian?" he ranted, pretty agitated from the now pulsing headache. He glanced back to Vaan to roll his eyes; clearly Demetri was no fan of the Changlings.

[Vaan]

Vaan looked at the guards unimpressed. Their screech was loud, yet only reminded him of a griffin's screech when they're angry or ready to fight. Though, the feathers around his neck instinctively began to rise. To negate this action, he once again began to sharpen his talons.

"Don't waste your breath on these things, "Vaan spoke,"They were breed for one reason only, and that is to be a wall of meat and shell. Any intelligence they have is buried under muscle and simple ordes."

[Correctional Forces]

Standing behind the creature, two changeling guards stepped to the side of the beast to see the two travelers. Glaring at their words, magic begun to grow brighter as a light green aura surrounded the small black horns above their heads. Speaking out and seemingly non bothered by their large extra defender, the two normal sized bugs had heard their disrespectful words as more light blue eyes could soon be seen down the hallway.

"You dare insssult our kind in the Queen's palace? Our Brother here isss a rare speciesss. Do you have a letter to sssee the Queen? If not, you are not welcome here."

From the early days of the changelings learning speech, not many had successfully grew to perfecting it. In fact, most bugs found themselves slightly hissing at any S that came across their sentences without thinking on it. Standing before them and rightfully pissed off on behave of their kind and the visitors words, the guards stayed firm on their hooves.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

Demetri frowned at the Changling's words and gave a short, stiff nod. He looked to Vaan and signaled with his hoof for him to give the Changling the scroll.

"Many apologies. I -- don't like being screamed to. We are envoys from the Last Locust, and wish to talk with your Queen... We didn't write a return adress on the scroll, so we must hear her response verbally. If you would kindly bring us to her, we would be thankful. We don't have a letter to see her, but that doesn't make this any less urgent." Demetri humbly explains, looking up to the large, meaty creature ahead of him.

[Vaan]

Vaan put his talon sharpener in his beak and reached into his bag to search for the scroll. For a split second, he thought he lost it, yet saw the familiar symbol deep in his bag. Once he grabbed it, he pulled it out and offered it to the changeling.


"Here ya go," Vaan said handing the scroll, "Rare species, huh? Okay...sure."

[Correctional Forces]

Giving the griffon an intense stare down, the two average changeling guards had taken the scroll before nodding. Not speaking ill anymore, the one changeling motioned for them to follow. Keeping the one staying in place, the scroll carrier moved further into the hallway as he prepared himself to walk with them the full way.

"Right this way."

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

Letting out a sigh of relief, Demetri nodded again and followed the Changling's silently. He couldn't help but glance around as he did so.

[Vaan]

Vaan flapped his wings to hover and lazily followed the group. With the danger dismissed, his feathers lowered and everything went back to normal. Relatively.

"Sooo...you guys have any food here?" Vaan asked.

[Correctional Forces]

The changeling guard remained silent, his movements were on key as the door to the throne room soon came into view. Locked with his goal, and successfully keeping everything under control, the stallion pointed to the door blocked by another set of guards. Nodding to them and levitating the scroll in their possession, the changeling stopped where he was to speak.

"There isss the throne. The Queen isss insside."

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

Demetri looked to the Changling and nodded his head before looking to Vaan and doing the same. After that, the lightly armored Earth Pony trotted ahead and entered the throne room

[Exit Demetri to the Throne Room]

[Vaan]

Vaan shrugged before following Demetri. Though, he stopped before entering and turned to the changeling.

"Thanksss. Ssorry about earlier. I was jusst having sssome fun. No hard feelingsss." Vaan said, imitating the changelings speech. When he finished. He went to the throne room.

[Exit Vaan to throne room.]

[Strong Defense]

[Enter Strong Strong Defense from Palace Gates]

    Strong walk into the palace entrance. He was on edge but, was hiding it behind a calm and slow stride. The palace looked different then he remembered. It was a lot more... changeling like. Speaking of changelings they were everywhere. They were giving him a lot of confused looks. Confused was good... it meant they were not attack him and that was always a plus. 

    "Hi there, my name is Strong Defense and I am here to meet the Queens about me not being registered." Strong said with a bright smile. 


    I hope they are ok with a bandaged up pony wearing Lunar guard armor walking up to them and saying hi. I don't want to have to fight them if I don't have to. After a moment Strong sat down and waited for something to happen.



 

[Astral Midnight]

[Enter: Astral Midnight from Palace Gate]

Astral walked up behind Strong, but chose to remain standing. He took a deep breath, and waited on something to happen

[Correctional Forces]

Staring at the two ponies with judgemental looks, the changelings by the door questioned answering them right away. Turning to the one with forbidden royal armor, glares were obvious as one in particular spoke. "You dare see the Queens like this? Go straight til you hit the tenth door, turn slightly right and the throne room is presented. Oh, and, goodluck."

(First of all, I apologize for making you guys wait. Seecond of all, you need permission from a mod to exit from an npc and overpost them.I hope you have.)

[Strong Defense]

    Smiling at the changelings Strong stood up before saying "I am what I am. I would not wish to waste the Queens time by trying to hide simple facts."

    Strong then calmly walked forward to the Throne Room followed the changelings directions. On the inside he was a mess, watching every shadow move, every pair of eyes but, he kept it from showing.

[Exit Strong Defense to The Throne Room]

[Astral Midnight]

Astral followed along, not engaging in any words with the changelings. Though he looked confident on the outside, Astral was flooded with fear for his friend.

[Exit: Astral Midnight to Throne Room]