Chronicles of Twilight & Co.

"From kingdom to stars we ascend!" "Aurora Radiant on an extended break" #Operation Book Rescue is Current Arc.

[the-starry-traveller]

Current Blog Timeline (Both Sweetie Belle & Twilight shares the same verse).

As stated above. There's supposed to be some some dramatic flair for this, but limited art skills prevented me so I'm using something simple.

The words are quite small, best to expand the picture.

Note: #Operation Book Rescue is current arc where Twilight investigates what happened to her missing husband Sunburst. For better or worse.

Arc is halted/altered due to ongoing conflict with Gold.

Will bring #Operation Book Rescue back after a few questions & interactions with some folks.

Mini Murder Drones interaction Arc going on atm.

Sombra's War continues!

Canterlot Diaster Arc begins.

- Mod.

[moranaxwx3283]

@the-other-j and @the-starry-traveller

[the-starry-traveller]

Awesome, thanks 😊

[the-starry-traveller]

Yay 164 Score xD

[ask-the-out-buck-pony]

Operation Bunny (Day 3)

Guest host Midnight Opal @ask-the-luna-knight (Miss Trixie's Dragon Maid) Other Guests @the-starry-traveller @ask-sockypocky-cafe (Please Note)

I won't make any new OC models for this so if you have an OC sfm/gmod model or using a cannon character and want to be a part of Operation Bunny 2026

[the-starry-traveller]

Best event ever.. if only things werent devasted by Sombra. This year, things has been more sombre on our end. Hopefully, next year would be better. - Twilight Sparkle.

[the-starry-traveller]

{User-ID-JAY snt via @forgivemeomycyns}

Greetings, Mrs Silver Spoon.

I am Jaybird.

I am C.M.O. Dr. Cynthia Star Elliott's personal assistant.

I can only txt you. I am a Worker Drone.

I am contacting you about a most sensitive matter. The Doctor understands that the Equestrian death toll is catastrophic and choking medical and humanitarian services and search and rescue efforts, one must assume.

I have been asked to relay a proposal to your Empress. Copper 9 Defense Troop Carriers will ferry the bodies via Null gate and lay them out in cold open storage on empty parking lots. Copper 9 is always below freezing and we have no biological predators. The dead will be preserved.

We will return them for burial or burn them later in respectable pyres. For now, CMO Doctor Cyn and General Uzi Doorman seek only to relieve your systems of a daunting and depressing taxation.

My sincerest condolences and apologies for any pain this msg has caused. I was not built to comprehend such a loss of life but I feel for you.

Dr. Cyn has been given full authority to handle this matter.

She has also been authorized to offer refugees a place to stay for at least a year with full apartment sheltering, canned and frozen foods, filtered water, medical and psychological services and free wifi. We can discuss the details of that as well. Please contact C-9 Defense Commander Colonel Justice Elliott for details regarding transfer of the living as well as the dead.

The CMO Dr. Cyn, The General Uzi and Civilian Dr. Nori Doorman are completing a dome over City 001 in preparation of supporting biological life safely and comfortably. They should be done by morning.

Once the dome is complete we could use help securing the interrior for a comfortable stay. If we can arrange safe transport of Equestrian Engineers and general labor. Entirely voluntary.

I'm sure you have questions and I will answer to the best of my ability.

The Doctor and I will keep you and your boss in our prayers.

Keep calm and carry on.

-Jaybird

"There's a need to discuss lots of details. First of all, we need to sign a Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) between your leaders and me. But since this is a critical emergency, I will allow it first. Some of the dead are already loaded onto trucks; you may have that first.

I will also speak with the Base Commander and examine further steps. Give me a moment to finalise stuff." - Twilight.

@forgivemeomycyns

[forgivemeomycyns]

{JAY is txting}

Thank you, Empress Twilight, Mrs Spoon. I will txt Dr. Cyn the good news. I promise you we will be careful with your people alive and the dead.

Cyndi and Beatrice can open the first Null gate and take the first trucks. We'll be sending more troop carriers to load. May God rest them and be with the families.

Council Chairman Khan sends his fondest regards and condolences. He is an old soldier himself and he has full trust in Dr. Cyn's judgement. Dr. Cyn is heading the project. If you require to meet with her I will txt her and tell her so.

Do you require an in person meeting with Dr. Cyn? [y/n]

-Jaybird

[the-starry-traveller]

Yes Jaybird. Its best to go through the fine details with her. I will get the Star Governor to sit with us. She's the one that sponsored all your people's needs generously after all. - Twilight.

[the-starry-traveller]

#reblog

[the-starry-traveller]

{User-ID-JAY snt via @forgivemeomycyns}

Greetings, Mrs Silver Spoon.

I am Jaybird.

I am C.M.O. Dr. Cynthia Star Elliott's personal assistant.

I can only txt you. I am a Worker Drone.

I am contacting you about a most sensitive matter. The Doctor understands that the Equestrian death toll is catastrophic and choking medical and humanitarian services and search and rescue efforts, one must assume.

I have been asked to relay a proposal to your Empress. Copper 9 Defense Troop Carriers will ferry the bodies via Null gate and lay them out in cold open storage on empty parking lots. Copper 9 is always below freezing and we have no biological predators. The dead will be preserved.

We will return them for burial or burn them later in respectable pyres. For now, CMO Doctor Cyn and General Uzi Doorman seek only to relieve your systems of a daunting and depressing taxation.

My sincerest condolences and apologies for any pain this msg has caused. I was not built to comprehend such a loss of life but I feel for you.

Dr. Cyn has been given full authority to handle this matter.

She has also been authorized to offer refugees a place to stay for at least a year with full apartment sheltering, canned and frozen foods, filtered water, medical and psychological services and free wifi. We can discuss the details of that as well. Please contact C-9 Defense Commander Colonel Justice Elliott for details regarding transfer of the living as well as the dead.

The CMO Dr. Cyn, The General Uzi and Civilian Dr. Nori Doorman are completing a dome over City 001 in preparation of supporting biological life safely and comfortably. They should be done by morning.

Once the dome is complete we could use help securing the interrior for a comfortable stay. If we can arrange safe transport of Equestrian Engineers and general labor. Entirely voluntary.

I'm sure you have questions and I will answer to the best of my ability.

The Doctor and I will keep you and your boss in our prayers.

Keep calm and carry on.

-Jaybird

"There's a need to discuss lots of details. First of all, we need to sign a Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) between your leaders and me. But since this is a critical emergency, I will allow it first. Some of the dead are already loaded onto trucks; you may have that first.

I will also speak with the Base Commander and examine further steps. Give me a moment to finalise stuff." - Twilight.

@forgivemeomycyns

[forgivemeomycyns]

{JAY is txting}

Thank you, Empress Twilight, Mrs Spoon. I will txt Dr. Cyn the good news. I promise you we will be careful with your people alive and the dead.

Cyndi and Beatrice can open the first Null gate and take the first trucks. We'll be sending more troop carriers to load. May God rest them and be with the families.

Council Chairman Khan sends his fondest regards and condolences. He is an old soldier himself and he has full trust in Dr. Cyn's judgement. Dr. Cyn is heading the project. If you require to meet with her I will txt her and tell her so.

Do you require an in person meeting with Dr. Cyn? [y/n]

-Jaybird

[the-starry-traveller]

Yes Jaybird. Its best to go through the fine details with her. I will get the Star Governor to sit with us. She's the one that sponsored all your people's needs generously after all. - Twilight.

[the-starry-traveller]

{User-ID-JAY snt via @forgivemeomycyns}

Greetings, Mrs Silver Spoon.

I am Jaybird.

I am C.M.O. Dr. Cynthia Star Elliott's personal assistant.

I can only txt you. I am a Worker Drone.

I am contacting you about a most sensitive matter. The Doctor understands that the Equestrian death toll is catastrophic and choking medical and humanitarian services and search and rescue efforts, one must assume.

I have been asked to relay a proposal to your Empress. Copper 9 Defense Troop Carriers will ferry the bodies via Null gate and lay them out in cold open storage on empty parking lots. Copper 9 is always below freezing and we have no biological predators. The dead will be preserved.

We will return them for burial or burn them later in respectable pyres. For now, CMO Doctor Cyn and General Uzi Doorman seek only to relieve your systems of a daunting and depressing taxation.

My sincerest condolences and apologies for any pain this msg has caused. I was not built to comprehend such a loss of life but I feel for you.

Dr. Cyn has been given full authority to handle this matter.

She has also been authorized to offer refugees a place to stay for at least a year with full apartment sheltering, canned and frozen foods, filtered water, medical and psychological services and free wifi. We can discuss the details of that as well. Please contact C-9 Defense Commander Colonel Justice Elliott for details regarding transfer of the living as well as the dead.

The CMO Dr. Cyn, The General Uzi and Civilian Dr. Nori Doorman are completing a dome over City 001 in preparation of supporting biological life safely and comfortably. They should be done by morning.

Once the dome is complete we could use help securing the interrior for a comfortable stay. If we can arrange safe transport of Equestrian Engineers and general labor. Entirely voluntary.

I'm sure you have questions and I will answer to the best of my ability.

The Doctor and I will keep you and your boss in our prayers.

Keep calm and carry on.

-Jaybird

"There's a need to discuss lots of details. First of all, we need to sign a Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) between your leaders and me. But since this is a critical emergency, I will allow it first. Some of the dead are already loaded onto trucks; you may have that first.

I will also speak with the Base Commander and examine further steps. Give me a moment to finalise stuff." - Twilight.

@forgivemeomycyns

[the-starry-traveller]

Outcome

@askevilkingsombra has now been blocked. Enough is enough. Will draw the outcome with Twilight later. I'm too old and tired of this dark army shit repeatedly.

It wasn't even an epic story. Like bruh, how many times you wanna fuck Canterlot over and over again? This ain't your personal bitch. So go away. I meant it this time. -Mod

[the-starry-traveller]

Twilight sees a red hedgehog standing in front of her. Hello Princess Twilight i am Hyperspeed the hedgehog. I came to give you a book Apple Jack made about the Dark ArmyTech .

"Dear intruder. You are either mistaken… or deliberately lying in my court. Either way, you will explain yourself under "supervision."

(aaaaaaaaaand you caught Twilight in a terrible mood. She's either gonna kick you out or arrest you. - Mod)

[the-other-j]

Asking would you like to rp battle ?

How would this actually work...? - Mod

[evilkingsombra]

Me in real life : I send an army to take over your planet.And you try to stop me. It would be like from the year 9786 .A robot fleet starts landing troopers and tanks.What do you do ?

[the-other-j]

Year 9878? What do I do? Are you lost? Do you EVEN know where or what this world is? Answer my question first. - Col Jus.

[evilkingsombra]

Me in real life : What world is this ? All i know is Miss Spoon likes them and muder drones be came a big hit. in the show it is after mankind is gone the drones take over. Sorry in my world it is full of ponies huans robots and so on.

[the-other-j]

You are not answering the question man. 😒

What does this have to do with miss spoon?

Again, do you know where is this world set in?

Hint: This is not Copper 9. - Mod.

[evilkingsombra]

oh your helping twilight @the-starry-traveller keep her world safe

[the-other-j]

Yes. This is the same world as @the-starry-traveller Its all in the pinned post.

That means if the robots and other weird stuff attacked here for whatever reasons, it will be targeted by ion canon strikes before J could even get to you since the Imperium fleets is on full red alert.

I mean, you did bombarded Canterlot to smoking ruins.

It will only be a massacre. No mercy. No quarters. - Mod

[the-starry-traveller]

"Did you forget what happened LAST month or so, buddy? @evilkingsombra - Twilight.

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Roger that, base. Our little passenger got some bumps and bruises. No worries. She'll be fine." he turns "Cyndi texted ahead. We'll have warm soup and blankets on the tarmac for you."

Cyndi spread her fingers and showed Key her yellow Solver symbol.

I have gifts that annoy my teacher, too. Mum has inhibitors in place but I'm learning better to control it. I can fly this bird with my mind if Uncle Nate let me. [Pouting.]

Nate rolls his eyes and sighs to himself "Cyndi is a Solver Drone, like her mum. She has the ability to tap into other machines and mess with mechanics and electronics. Just machines, RIGHT Cyndi?"

Cyndi could tell her Uncle was displeased. The Solver could do so much more but her inhibitors didn't allow her to use Command Edit or Null to change molecular structures or destroy them.

[Exposition.] I mean, right, Uncle Nate. Just machines like helicopters and miniguns and stuff.

"Anyway, I think our guests would rather see hands on the stick. And, I like flying myself. This old bird feels like an extension of my body."

[Cyclic.]

Cyndi corrects and grabs the joystick properly.

"Too right, lil buddy."

The flight across what was left of Canterlot took 20min as they came to the base to land.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Wow! Thats a cool tattoo! Cyn- Cynthia?" Key paused, looking away now "My gift.. hurt others. Mum said its very special...but you see.. I..m scared. Scared of judgement. I'm scared of school."

Silver just touches her hoof.

"It will be alright, Key. Mummy says so."

"You can control weird magic. Me too. But. Mine is not good. Soon Judgement. Me no more. But blankets are good! Soup .. tasty."

With that Silver continues her grip on Key's hoof.

"Looks like we are here.."

"Maybe good bye. Delete."

"Don't mind her, she's only 3 years old. Yup, she is going to be... fine." Silver said calmly.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi blinked her optics in bewiderment and then hollowed in existential terror.

C-Cyn? User-ID-CYN? D-Delete? D-Discard? N-no. Tes- Big Br- Uncle N.

"Just hold it together, little buddy. No one is gonna be discarded. Yur mum would eat a planet and spit out Hell in their face if someone tried to harm you."

he looks back "Everything is fine, ladies, you're safe. Warm soup and blankets are coming up." he turns to his copilot "Cyndi, you processing, luv?"

Y-yes Uncle. All sorted. Repressed. Save for later. [Anomaly detected. Report compiled. File saved.]

She looks back and smiles like nothing happened.

I'm very young too, little one. My mum had to advance my development because I have big brain, lost of data. I mean LOTS of data. [Lost memory file. 4-0-4]

My gift can hurt too. It is why mum regulates. Her name is Cynthia. My name is long. Star Lucinda Pendleton Elliott. Cyndi for short. It means light. Tattoo? [Curious head tilt.]

She causes the glyph to float above her fingers.

Shouldn't it be on my butt if a tattoo?

"PFFT, Oh my sweet buttered biscuits!"

The chopper landed softly despite N nearly choking on his laughter. He stepped out to open the side door while Cyndi returned to help them unbuckle and disembark.

I hope we can be good friends, Golden Key. Mum says connections are important to establish and maintain.

You and I have much in common. I will not discard you.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Truth. Stranger than lies. No one regulates me. Anomaly." Key points to Twilight in the distance. "Judgement."

"If I live. We friends. Name is Golden Key. Tattoo is.. everywhere I think. I.." Key only gave a sad look as she passes by more guards.

"Remember me. Cyndi friend." She points again to a small lady justice statue and nods.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi looked at Twilight. In her head came all sorts of ideas. All of them bad.

Judgement. Forgiveness. Tessa.

Her right optic started twitching.

Itchy. Bullet. Gun. "A Citizens murder."

"Um, little buddy. You okay?"

Cyndi turned to Nate with Solver glyph in her right optic staring blankly

Is friend Key going to be okay?

"Why wouldn't she be? Heh, heh, I wouldn't have delivered her if she wasn't, Cyndi. Let's get you home to your mums. Stella scares me when she's angry."

Can we stay longer? I want to see okay is Key.

"Sure, why not? I can regrow a few body parts. As long as Colonel Justice doesn't kick me off her base for stealing her chopper. HA HA!"

By the book, huh? [Smirk.]

"WELL, Uzi said she was pressed for time! I GOT ALL THE CLEARANCE! After the fact."

Uh huh. No judgement, Uncle Nate.

"Bloody biscuits!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"...?" Twilight only gave a confused look at Cyndi as she approached them. "Are you alright, miss...? Whats wrong?"

The filly only bowed her head lower at ths presence of Twilight then at Cyndi with a sad look "You should go. I....I....am going to ... C-court. Yes, the court. To confess. Sin. Trial."

Tempest was there, whispering softly.

"Thats why. Bye bye!" Key smiled bravely after gripping Cyndi's hand tightly. "Remember me!"

"Twilight..."

"We are going to have a conversation after this. Silver, you may accompany me. Thank you all for bringing my secretary and her child home. We are most grateful. " Twilight said.

"Yes, your highness." Silver bowed.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi nodded slightly.

Nate saluted "D-don't you worry about Cyndi, your highness. She has memories her mum would rather she overwrite with new ones."

Memory not wanted. Discarded.

She gripped Key's hoof.

I will not forget, friend Key.

"It was our pleasure. Please apologize to Justice for my taking her chopper. General Uzi did not want to bother her with this little outing."

Bother. Pleasure. Justice. Judgement. The flesh demands invitation. You will not have to discard your-

Nate smiled sheepishly as Cyndi looked down and mumbled to herself "Ah ha ha, I'm sure that's nothing. Common, Cyndi. Time to go home."

Nate texted Uzi {"Cyndi's freaking out, get us the flying fudge out of here!"}

A Null portal appeared in front of them.

[the-starry-traveller]

“S-sorry…” Key walked up and hugged Cyndi before releasing her “You having… bad thoughts? I dunno why… but maybe we're the same. I just… make the bad guys go away. I eat."

Key paused again before releasing her. "The strong one decides what’s right. Nothing to fear."

"Well, Sir Nate, little Key here was involved in some incident, and we need to hear her side of the story. I'm sorry to get you involved in this." Twilight responded.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi hugged Key tightly.

I'll be fine. Mum will know what to do. You should talk to her. Our family. Eat bad guys too. And good guys. Bad memories. Mum wants me to forget. I won't forget you. I will not discard.

Nate breathed a sigh of relief. Hugging Key seemed to calm Cyndi. "It's alright, your highness. Happy to help. It was good training for her."

"We hope the young will not repeat our mistakes, but if the need arrises, we want them to be ready. I'm just a humble pilot and soldier, ma'am. I don't pretend to understand my sister's powers or yours. I'm just here to be of moral support and give a lift where I can." another salute.

he puts his hand on Cyndi's shoulder. "Cyndi, it's time to go home, luv. Mission accomplished."

Mission. Accomplished. Goodbye, Key. I will come see you again. [Sad smile.] No worries.

With that Nate took her by the hand and lead her through the gate which closed after they left.

[the-starry-traveller]

Key looked back at Cyndi as she was gently guided away. “...Did I say something bad?”

She hesitated, then waved a little. “Bye, Cyndi. I should get some rest...Her mum seems familiar.”

"We will probably meet her again. Maybe she will come for the court case later..." Silver added.

Twilight saluted back & hugged Key.

"Thank you... Now we need to discuss this privately."

With that, they left for Twilight's private chambers, still holding their hot soup and blankets, drinking as they tread on...

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Roger that, base. Our little passenger got some bumps and bruises. No worries. She'll be fine." he turns "Cyndi texted ahead. We'll have warm soup and blankets on the tarmac for you."

Cyndi spread her fingers and showed Key her yellow Solver symbol.

I have gifts that annoy my teacher, too. Mum has inhibitors in place but I'm learning better to control it. I can fly this bird with my mind if Uncle Nate let me. [Pouting.]

Nate rolls his eyes and sighs to himself "Cyndi is a Solver Drone, like her mum. She has the ability to tap into other machines and mess with mechanics and electronics. Just machines, RIGHT Cyndi?"

Cyndi could tell her Uncle was displeased. The Solver could do so much more but her inhibitors didn't allow her to use Command Edit or Null to change molecular structures or destroy them.

[Exposition.] I mean, right, Uncle Nate. Just machines like helicopters and miniguns and stuff.

"Anyway, I think our guests would rather see hands on the stick. And, I like flying myself. This old bird feels like an extension of my body."

[Cyclic.]

Cyndi corrects and grabs the joystick properly.

"Too right, lil buddy."

The flight across what was left of Canterlot took 20min as they came to the base to land.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Wow! Thats a cool tattoo! Cyn- Cynthia?" Key paused, looking away now "My gift.. hurt others. Mum said its very special...but you see.. I..m scared. Scared of judgement. I'm scared of school."

Silver just touches her hoof.

"It will be alright, Key. Mummy says so."

"You can control weird magic. Me too. But. Mine is not good. Soon Judgement. Me no more. But blankets are good! Soup .. tasty."

With that Silver continues her grip on Key's hoof.

"Looks like we are here.."

"Maybe good bye. Delete."

"Don't mind her, she's only 3 years old. Yup, she is going to be... fine." Silver said calmly.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi blinked her optics in bewiderment and then hollowed in existential terror.

C-Cyn? User-ID-CYN? D-Delete? D-Discard? N-no. Tes- Big Br- Uncle N.

"Just hold it together, little buddy. No one is gonna be discarded. Yur mum would eat a planet and spit out Hell in their face if someone tried to harm you."

he looks back "Everything is fine, ladies, you're safe. Warm soup and blankets are coming up." he turns to his copilot "Cyndi, you processing, luv?"

Y-yes Uncle. All sorted. Repressed. Save for later. [Anomaly detected. Report compiled. File saved.]

She looks back and smiles like nothing happened.

I'm very young too, little one. My mum had to advance my development because I have big brain, lost of data. I mean LOTS of data. [Lost memory file. 4-0-4]

My gift can hurt too. It is why mum regulates. Her name is Cynthia. My name is long. Star Lucinda Pendleton Elliott. Cyndi for short. It means light. Tattoo? [Curious head tilt.]

She causes the glyph to float above her fingers.

Shouldn't it be on my butt if a tattoo?

"PFFT, Oh my sweet buttered biscuits!"

The chopper landed softly despite N nearly choking on his laughter. He stepped out to open the side door while Cyndi returned to help them unbuckle and disembark.

I hope we can be good friends, Golden Key. Mum says connections are important to establish and maintain.

You and I have much in common. I will not discard you.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Truth. Stranger than lies. No one regulates me. Anomaly." Key points to Twilight in the distance. "Judgement."

"If I live. We friends. Name is Golden Key. Tattoo is.. everywhere I think. I.." Key only gave a sad look as she passes by more guards.

"Remember me. Cyndi friend." She points again to a small lady justice statue and nods.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi looked at Twilight. In her head came all sorts of ideas. All of them bad.

Judgement. Forgiveness. Tessa.

Her right optic started twitching.

Itchy. Bullet. Gun. "A Citizens murder."

"Um, little buddy. You okay?"

Cyndi turned to Nate with Solver glyph in her right optic staring blankly

Is friend Key going to be okay?

"Why wouldn't she be? Heh, heh, I wouldn't have delivered her if she wasn't, Cyndi. Let's get you home to your mums. Stella scares me when she's angry."

Can we stay longer? I want to see okay is Key.

"Sure, why not? I can regrow a few body parts. As long as Colonel Justice doesn't kick me off her base for stealing her chopper. HA HA!"

By the book, huh? [Smirk.]

"WELL, Uzi said she was pressed for time! I GOT ALL THE CLEARANCE! After the fact."

Uh huh. No judgement, Uncle Nate.

"Bloody biscuits!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"...?" Twilight only gave a confused look at Cyndi as she approached them. "Are you alright, miss...? Whats wrong?"

The filly only bowed her head lower at ths presence of Twilight then at Cyndi with a sad look "You should go. I....I....am going to ... C-court. Yes, the court. To confess. Sin. Trial."

Tempest was there, whispering softly.

"Thats why. Bye bye!" Key smiled bravely after gripping Cyndi's hand tightly. "Remember me!"

"Twilight..."

"We are going to have a conversation after this. Silver, you may accompany me. Thank you all for bringing my secretary and her child home. We are most grateful. " Twilight said.

"Yes, your highness." Silver bowed.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi nodded slightly.

Nate saluted "D-don't you worry about Cyndi, your highness. She has memories her mum would rather she overwrite with new ones."

Memory not wanted. Discarded.

She gripped Key's hoof.

I will not forget, friend Key.

"It was our pleasure. Please apologize to Justice for my taking her chopper. General Uzi did not want to bother her with this little outing."

Bother. Pleasure. Justice. Judgement. The flesh demands invitation. You will not have to discard your-

Nate smiled sheepishly as Cyndi looked down and mumbled to herself "Ah ha ha, I'm sure that's nothing. Common, Cyndi. Time to go home."

Nate texted Uzi {"Cyndi's freaking out, get us the flying fudge out of here!"}

A Null portal appeared in front of them.

[the-starry-traveller]

“S-sorry…” Key walked up and hugged Cyndi before releasing her “You having… bad thoughts? I dunno why… but maybe we're the same. I just… make the bad guys go away. I eat."

Key paused again before releasing her. "The strong one decides what’s right. Nothing to fear."

"Well, Sir Nate, little Key here was involved in some incident, and we need to hear her side of the story. I'm sorry to get you involved in this." Twilight responded.

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Roger that, base. Our little passenger got some bumps and bruises. No worries. She'll be fine." he turns "Cyndi texted ahead. We'll have warm soup and blankets on the tarmac for you."

Cyndi spread her fingers and showed Key her yellow Solver symbol.

I have gifts that annoy my teacher, too. Mum has inhibitors in place but I'm learning better to control it. I can fly this bird with my mind if Uncle Nate let me. [Pouting.]

Nate rolls his eyes and sighs to himself "Cyndi is a Solver Drone, like her mum. She has the ability to tap into other machines and mess with mechanics and electronics. Just machines, RIGHT Cyndi?"

Cyndi could tell her Uncle was displeased. The Solver could do so much more but her inhibitors didn't allow her to use Command Edit or Null to change molecular structures or destroy them.

[Exposition.] I mean, right, Uncle Nate. Just machines like helicopters and miniguns and stuff.

"Anyway, I think our guests would rather see hands on the stick. And, I like flying myself. This old bird feels like an extension of my body."

[Cyclic.]

Cyndi corrects and grabs the joystick properly.

"Too right, lil buddy."

The flight across what was left of Canterlot took 20min as they came to the base to land.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Wow! Thats a cool tattoo! Cyn- Cynthia?" Key paused, looking away now "My gift.. hurt others. Mum said its very special...but you see.. I..m scared. Scared of judgement. I'm scared of school."

Silver just touches her hoof.

"It will be alright, Key. Mummy says so."

"You can control weird magic. Me too. But. Mine is not good. Soon Judgement. Me no more. But blankets are good! Soup .. tasty."

With that Silver continues her grip on Key's hoof.

"Looks like we are here.."

"Maybe good bye. Delete."

"Don't mind her, she's only 3 years old. Yup, she is going to be... fine." Silver said calmly.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi blinked her optics in bewiderment and then hollowed in existential terror.

C-Cyn? User-ID-CYN? D-Delete? D-Discard? N-no. Tes- Big Br- Uncle N.

"Just hold it together, little buddy. No one is gonna be discarded. Yur mum would eat a planet and spit out Hell in their face if someone tried to harm you."

he looks back "Everything is fine, ladies, you're safe. Warm soup and blankets are coming up." he turns to his copilot "Cyndi, you processing, luv?"

Y-yes Uncle. All sorted. Repressed. Save for later. [Anomaly detected. Report compiled. File saved.]

She looks back and smiles like nothing happened.

I'm very young too, little one. My mum had to advance my development because I have big brain, lost of data. I mean LOTS of data. [Lost memory file. 4-0-4]

My gift can hurt too. It is why mum regulates. Her name is Cynthia. My name is long. Star Lucinda Pendleton Elliott. Cyndi for short. It means light. Tattoo? [Curious head tilt.]

She causes the glyph to float above her fingers.

Shouldn't it be on my butt if a tattoo?

"PFFT, Oh my sweet buttered biscuits!"

The chopper landed softly despite N nearly choking on his laughter. He stepped out to open the side door while Cyndi returned to help them unbuckle and disembark.

I hope we can be good friends, Golden Key. Mum says connections are important to establish and maintain.

You and I have much in common. I will not discard you.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Truth. Stranger than lies. No one regulates me. Anomaly." Key points to Twilight in the distance. "Judgement."

"If I live. We friends. Name is Golden Key. Tattoo is.. everywhere I think. I.." Key only gave a sad look as she passes by more guards.

"Remember me. Cyndi friend." She points again to a small lady justice statue and nods.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi looked at Twilight. In her head came all sorts of ideas. All of them bad.

Judgement. Forgiveness. Tessa.

Her right optic started twitching.

Itchy. Bullet. Gun. "A Citizens murder."

"Um, little buddy. You okay?"

Cyndi turned to Nate with Solver glyph in her right optic staring blankly

Is friend Key going to be okay?

"Why wouldn't she be? Heh, heh, I wouldn't have delivered her if she wasn't, Cyndi. Let's get you home to your mums. Stella scares me when she's angry."

Can we stay longer? I want to see okay is Key.

"Sure, why not? I can regrow a few body parts. As long as Colonel Justice doesn't kick me off her base for stealing her chopper. HA HA!"

By the book, huh? [Smirk.]

"WELL, Uzi said she was pressed for time! I GOT ALL THE CLEARANCE! After the fact."

Uh huh. No judgement, Uncle Nate.

"Bloody biscuits!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"...?" Twilight only gave a confused look at Cyndi as she approached them. "Are you alright, miss...? Whats wrong?"

The filly only bowed her head lower at ths presence of Twilight then at Cyndi with a sad look "You should go. I....I....am going to ... C-court. Yes, the court. To confess. Sin. Trial."

Tempest was there, whispering softly.

"Thats why. Bye bye!" Key smiled bravely after gripping Cyndi's hand tightly. "Remember me!"

"Twilight..."

"We are going to have a conversation after this. Silver, you may accompany me. Thank you all for bringing my secretary and her child home. We are most grateful. " Twilight said.

"Yes, your highness." Silver bowed.

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Roger that, base. Our little passenger got some bumps and bruises. No worries. She'll be fine." he turns "Cyndi texted ahead. We'll have warm soup and blankets on the tarmac for you."

Cyndi spread her fingers and showed Key her yellow Solver symbol.

I have gifts that annoy my teacher, too. Mum has inhibitors in place but I'm learning better to control it. I can fly this bird with my mind if Uncle Nate let me. [Pouting.]

Nate rolls his eyes and sighs to himself "Cyndi is a Solver Drone, like her mum. She has the ability to tap into other machines and mess with mechanics and electronics. Just machines, RIGHT Cyndi?"

Cyndi could tell her Uncle was displeased. The Solver could do so much more but her inhibitors didn't allow her to use Command Edit or Null to change molecular structures or destroy them.

[Exposition.] I mean, right, Uncle Nate. Just machines like helicopters and miniguns and stuff.

"Anyway, I think our guests would rather see hands on the stick. And, I like flying myself. This old bird feels like an extension of my body."

[Cyclic.]

Cyndi corrects and grabs the joystick properly.

"Too right, lil buddy."

The flight across what was left of Canterlot took 20min as they came to the base to land.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Wow! Thats a cool tattoo! Cyn- Cynthia?" Key paused, looking away now "My gift.. hurt others. Mum said its very special...but you see.. I..m scared. Scared of judgement. I'm scared of school."

Silver just touches her hoof.

"It will be alright, Key. Mummy says so."

"You can control weird magic. Me too. But. Mine is not good. Soon Judgement. Me no more. But blankets are good! Soup .. tasty."

With that Silver continues her grip on Key's hoof.

"Looks like we are here.."

"Maybe good bye. Delete."

"Don't mind her, she's only 3 years old. Yup, she is going to be... fine." Silver said calmly.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Cyndi blinked her optics in bewiderment and then hollowed in existential terror.

C-Cyn? User-ID-CYN? D-Delete? D-Discard? N-no. Tes- Big Br- Uncle N.

"Just hold it together, little buddy. No one is gonna be discarded. Yur mum would eat a planet and spit out Hell in their face if someone tried to harm you."

he looks back "Everything is fine, ladies, you're safe. Warm soup and blankets are coming up." he turns to his copilot "Cyndi, you processing, luv?"

Y-yes Uncle. All sorted. Repressed. Save for later. [Anomaly detected. Report compiled. File saved.]

She looks back and smiles like nothing happened.

I'm very young too, little one. My mum had to advance my development because I have big brain, lost of data. I mean LOTS of data. [Lost memory file. 4-0-4]

My gift can hurt too. It is why mum regulates. Her name is Cynthia. My name is long. Star Lucinda Pendleton Elliott. Cyndi for short. It means light. Tattoo? [Curious head tilt.]

She causes the glyph to float above her fingers.

Shouldn't it be on my butt if a tattoo?

"PFFT, Oh my sweet buttered biscuits!"

The chopper landed softly despite N nearly choking on his laughter. He stepped out to open the side door while Cyndi returned to help them unbuckle and disembark.

I hope we can be good friends, Golden Key. Mum says connections are important to establish and maintain.

You and I have much in common. I will not discard you.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Truth. Stranger than lies. No one regulates me. Anomaly." Key points to Twilight in the distance. "Judgement."

"If I live. We friends. Name is Golden Key. Tattoo is.. everywhere I think. I.." Key only gave a sad look as she passes by more guards.

"Remember me. Cyndi friend." She points again to a small lady justice statue and nods.

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Roger that, base. Our little passenger got some bumps and bruises. No worries. She'll be fine." he turns "Cyndi texted ahead. We'll have warm soup and blankets on the tarmac for you."

Cyndi spread her fingers and showed Key her yellow Solver symbol.

I have gifts that annoy my teacher, too. Mum has inhibitors in place but I'm learning better to control it. I can fly this bird with my mind if Uncle Nate let me. [Pouting.]

Nate rolls his eyes and sighs to himself "Cyndi is a Solver Drone, like her mum. She has the ability to tap into other machines and mess with mechanics and electronics. Just machines, RIGHT Cyndi?"

Cyndi could tell her Uncle was displeased. The Solver could do so much more but her inhibitors didn't allow her to use Command Edit or Null to change molecular structures or destroy them.

[Exposition.] I mean, right, Uncle Nate. Just machines like helicopters and miniguns and stuff.

"Anyway, I think our guests would rather see hands on the stick. And, I like flying myself. This old bird feels like an extension of my body."

[Cyclic.]

Cyndi corrects and grabs the joystick properly.

"Too right, lil buddy."

The flight across what was left of Canterlot took 20min as they came to the base to land.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Wow! Thats a cool tattoo! Cyn- Cynthia?" Key paused, looking away now "My gift.. hurt others. Mum said its very special...but you see.. I..m scared. Scared of judgement. I'm scared of school."

Silver just touches her hoof.

"It will be alright, Key. Mummy says so."

"You can control weird magic. Me too. But. Mine is not good. Soon Judgement. Me no more. But blankets are good! Soup .. tasty."

With that Silver continues her grip on Key's hoof.

"Looks like we are here.."

"Maybe good bye. Delete."

"Don't mind her, she's only 3 years old. Yup, she is going to be... fine." Silver said calmly.

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.

[forgivemeomycyns]

"Cyndi?"

On it, Uncle Nate.

Cyndi texts on her phone to the base to have warm soup and blankets. {"Young one complains hoof hurt."}

She looks back.

Oh, Auntie Justice's base is really cool. We got several choppers like this stripped down for humanitarian needs. In front of you is a mount for a M134 Minigun. Nasty stuff. Could even hurt Uncle Nate.

"Eh, it would sting, that's for sure." Nate chuckled nervously having taken fire from the weapon before. Never in an aircraft though.

Right. But right now we need all the lightness and space to carry food, medical supplies and other stuff. Mum won't let me fly combat. [Sighs.]

"HA, and I hope you never have too, little buddy. Sis is going to be upset as it is we didn't tell her I grabbed you for a rescue mission."

[Nervous chuckle.] I'm still in High School. Homework.

"And you better get that homework done or I'll be the one getting chewed out by The Doctor."

[Nodding.] Yes, Uncle Nate.

[the-starry-traveller]

"She hit something hard earlier. Some bruises, probably need some healing salve or ailment."

Silver replied, looking over the hoof.

"Those are cool stuff! Never seen before. How it works?" Key asked.

"No idea. Probably pew pew pew or something. Guns are uncommon here..."

"Huh.. school was scary. I no school. School kicked me out. Bad things." Key confessed.

[Radio] All done, SD-01...

[the-starry-traveller]

“All she knew was that something had gone terribly wrong.”

"Momma, where's the chopper?" Little Golden Key sighed.

“It’ll come, sweetie. Just wait a little longer.” Silver replied, still hugging her.

In the meantime, let's hope that the chopper from @forgivemeomycyns Nate doesn't take too long.

[forgivemeomycyns]

{slightly distorted radio chatter over Spoon's device}

"Brreaker breaker, come in, Mrs Silver Spoon. Chopper inbound, 5min. Clear skies and no traffic, slight headwind. Are my little pony packages, ready for pickup? L.Z. clear? Over?"

"Captain Uncle Nate, I think fleshies like to be referred to as "passengers"."

"HA HA, SO THEY bloody DO! Biscuits, I really suck at first impressions. Thanks for the course correction lil buddy! Are we still transmitting?"

"Affirmative."

"Daggy."

"Awkward. [Nervous giggle.]"

"The transmitter is stuck on these old cans. Fair dinkum."

"We could just txt her, you know? [Eye roll.]"

"HA, none of your sass, little missy. We fly by the book unless absolutely necessary. Sorry Misses Spoon, technical difficulties. This bird is sound as a pound but radio coms are bit outdated, still within regs. Over to you."

{static}

[the-starry-traveller]

"Is that you on the horizon?" - Silver Spoon

[forgivemeomycyns]

{static}

"Roger that, My Lady, Indeed it is."

"L-Z clear, Uncle Nate. No aircraft in the area."

"Roger, roger. Copper 9 Defense, Rescue Flight SD-N1 coming in for a landing. Hold your positions and hang on to your valuables it's about to get windy!"

In less than a minute the Black Hawk is hovering over the target and the Captain and his Copilot Cyndi set her down nice and gently. The rotor RPMs slow as Captain Nathaniel opens the door and slides out of the cockpit holding on to his cap and yelling over the engine and prop wash.

"HELLO, MISSES SPOON, LIL KEY, I BELIEVE YOU NEEDED A LIFT?"

Cyndi climbs into the back and opens the side door waving.

"HELLO! [Big smile.]"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Hello, Sir Nate! And yes!" Silver stared at him warily before approaching with her filly.

"Apologies if I dont look very talkative. Its been a long day and things werent so good. Theres barely much to eat and all we have are raided venting machines sodas and chips.

The place is.. kinda lifeless."

Silver put a hoof around Golden Key who only stared at the floor and shivered.

"Its fine. We can go home now. This must be your co pilot, she seem... kinda experienced! And hullo, miss...?"

"My daughter is feeling kinda cold.. but you came in the nick of time! Thank you, both of you have been very kind!"

With that, both started to board the chopper...

[forgivemeomycyns]

Nate leaned down so he could talk more normally cupping his hand to his mouth and her ear.

"Nice to meet you! This is my niece, Cyndi. My copilot. Still in training but quite capable."

Cyndi waves again. He takes off his coat. Underneath is well pressed blue shirt tie and slacks belted snuggly around the waist with an empty holster for a standard issue firearm.

"Here you go, ma'am. You'll get more use out of it than I do. HA!"

He wraps it around them both.

"Alright, daylight is fading, lil Shielas. Let's get you back base side."

He holds out his hands to take Key first. "Up you get, kiddo!"

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah its slippery!" The little filly nearly slipped but hold his hand. "Feels like frosty! Hello Cyndi!"

"Nice to meet you, Cyndi!"

"Thank you, the old one had to be discarded." Silver wrapped more on the shivering filly. "Are you sure about lending your coat to us, are you not cold?"

"We are going to be in for a ride. Seems we are at edges of Canterlot and theres too much debris everywhere to be near the base..."

"Mum, its quite chilly!"

"I know, dont worry!"

After making sure the little one was strapped, Silver followed suit, putting her small bag next to her.

[forgivemeomycyns]

Hi, Golden Key.

Cyndi catches Key and lifts her up in to the seat tucking in her uncle's coat and strapping her in and patting her on the head.

There. All Cozy. [Pat, pat.] Enjoy the ride. It might get bumpy. It's called turbulence.

Cyndi takes off her coat, to hand to Spoon. Underneath is a tan shirt, black tie, a single strap over her shoulder clipped to her belt and cargo shorts.

Nate took Spoon by the hoof and helped her up into the chopper.

"There you go, Misses Spoon. Don't worry about us. We're used to much colder. Secure the passengers, lil buddy. We want to get back before sundown."

Roger that, Captain. [Salute.]

As Cyndi helped Spoon put on her coat buckle in and secure her bags, Nate returned salute and slammed the outer door shut latching it and climbed back into the cockpit.

"Base, this is C-9 Rescue SD-01, package secure and headed home. Have medical on tarmac for minor injuries. We are outah here."

With that the chopper lifted off against the setting sun and Cyndi took a set of cans and slip them on over Spoon and Key to drown out the noise and allow for communication. She took her place at the copilot's chair.

[the-starry-traveller]

"Woah, this is fun!" Key giggled as she looked at the open skies and the destruction below. "My hoof hurts. A bit. Scuffle." She only smiled.

"Hope we have hot meals because its cold!"

"Maybe..." Silver leaned backwards into her seat. She quickly seal back the opened backpack as a jar protruded out.

"I.... yeah. Whats the base like, miss Cyndi? Is it fun? Whats in it?" Key asked with curious eyes.