The manor seemed slightly busier than usual with various attendants moving about. The atmosphere would almost reflect that of another meeting, yet Oboyo could be seen out in the main hall staring up at the Tablet of Promise. Launchpad seemed to be eyeing a vase carefully, as if hoping no one would notice the cracks on it.

Jax walks into the main hall of the manor, her arms going up into the air as she stretches, yawning loudly. Her hair is messed up in a fit of bed-head. Scruffles follows close behind, trotting along, looking about the room.

Trixie made her way beside Jinsaka, her cloak fluttering restlessly behind her "Hey, we need to have a talk about 'mecha-princess-sparkle'."

Gizmo looks pleased to see the place busy once more "Hey, good to see you guys! I was off at Caspia last week... didn't see any of you. Unfortunately... I didn't make any progress on finding Twilight either."

A ball of yarn rolls through a doorway, into the center of the room. Quickly after it is followed by a big, happy Lenai, batting at it while purring. She currently lacks her hoodie, instead being clothed in a plain white T-shirt. "No, come back here you silly string, I want to knit a scarf!" she says, batting the ball away again, "Nyooo, come back!"

Mekis entered the main hall with Esteban. There was a slight limp in his step, but it wasn't too apparent. Mekis had always been rather quick to get back to his feet. Especially with the bit of medical knowledge he had. He noticed Oboyo looking up at an odd tablet, unaware of what it was. His attention, however, quickly noticing Lenai. A slight smile appeared on his face. He climbed atop Esteban and found his harp, playing whatever came to mind as he watched the cat girl.

Oboyo turned his gaze from the tablet towards Trixie, then over towards Gizmo. "I'm sorry for the lack of communication..but she arrived not long after we set out for Eldin Mountain last week. Apparently she just showed up at Helios' ship. It sounds like she's been through a lot, so I'm just glad to hear that she's okay."

Oboyo then returned his gaze towards Trixie, beckoning Gizmo to join the conversation. "Mecha? If it's about the party you guys had, I apologize for not being present. Though I would like to be informed of these things in the future before asking the staff to assist."

From her room, Twilight Sparkle calmly trots down to the group, smiling warmly.

Lenai looks up from her ball of yarn, and back at Mekis, giggling softly. "Hi there fuzzy-wuzzy, I see you can play a harp! I can play the... Uh... Actually I can't play any instruments yet," she says, shrugging, before sitting up, looking about the room, "I wonder if anything is going to happen today. I didn't get to catch any ghosts, just watch them get hurt."

Trixie moved around to the front of Oboyo, hopping up to plant her hooves on his chest "Look, Jinsaka, Trixie doesn't know what you've read about the mixing of pure tech and higher magic," she pointed at Twilight walking down the steps "But that doesn't seem very safe or healthy to Trixie."

Gizmo waves to Twilight "Hey, glad to see you're all not-exploded. You look different than I remember... gain weight? New haircut? Anyway, good to have you back."

Helios hovers into the main hall from the direction of the lauchpad, looking around and nodding at Twilight. He hovers over to Oboyo and Trixie, nodding to both of them. "Whatcha looking at there, boss man?"

Jax waves over at Twilight, slowly taking steps closer, adjusting her hair to no avail. Scruffles walks over toward Launchpad, then looks straight up at the vase- Why, the cracks! He barks at the vase, then Launchpad, looking very disappointed in him. Although, really, it would look more like a dog pouting, possibly begging for treats or pets.

"Yes. I was told as a youth that I should take it up, so as to avoid being too brutish in the future." Mekis looked toward you a moment, before returning back to Lenai. "I, too, hope there is something to battle. Been a good deal of time since I last slaid something." His eyes grew a little distant as memories drifted by, translated into his harp. How he loved fighting.

Oboyo rose his eyebrow as he calmly removed Trixie's hoof from his chest, turning to see Twilight enter. "..Huh..well, you've certainly been through a lot. Are you alright? Did the Stardrop Sapphire do this to you? We were all pretty worried." he asked, saving Helios' question for later.

Trixie grumbled as she dropped back to the floor, glaring somewhat uneasily at the half-metal mare, before turning and making her way toward the other end of the hall.

"Good evening, everyone." Though her expression is calm as she moves closer to the rest of the PDF, Twilight Sparkle quickly shoots a hateful sneer at Trixie as she passes the showmare, before smiling warmly at Helios and her other friends.

Hastur walks with Twilight, his expression calm and his arms crossed. He gives Trixie a faint smile before looking to the rest of the PDF.

Roche entered the room having woken up from his sleep, it had been disturbed by his cross above his bed falling and hitting him on his head, a welt could be seen on his right temple. He took a seat where he could find it, near the singing moogle.

Gizmo shrugs and heads over to take a seat, pulling out a bottle of wine and uncorking it. At first it appears she might be looking to make a toast, or have a reason for celebration... but no, she just takes a swig straight from the bottle.

Helios turns and watches Trixie walk away before he notices Hastur. He freezes up before slowly moving to position Oboyo between himself and the giganto, remembering how Twilight mentioned that Hastur wanted to scrap him.

Carmichael walked up to the mansion, he pondered for a moment whether or not he should take up the runed man on his offer to stay at his manor. On the one hand he could learn more than his grandfather ever had; but on the other, his life would be in danger, but more pressingly Ander's life too. he looked to his companion on his shoulder, and in response, almost as if he had been reading his mind, he nodded enthusiastically.

Mekis considered Lenai's words with a bit of scepticism. "But how else would we get their loot? Then again, they haven't had much in the way of loot to offer." Mekis looked at her frowning face, then said, "Then again, maybe you're right. They're so many other things to slay. Like dragons, for example." He smiled at this, hoping she would get this inside reference and smile too. If not, maybe he could give her some other neat piece of loot he had. Something that shined, or maybe glowed. If he did

Launchpad glanced down at the dog and smiles, petting it on its head. "Aww, don't you look hungry!" said the pelican as he nervously moved away from the vase.

Scruffles is not amused by the notion, but he is in fact ready for a snack. He whines softly and follows Launchpad, hoping the notion of food would be fulfilled. And then he would confront him again!

Trixie wandered over to Hastur with a small grumble "Any idea what crawled up her royal mecha-queen's shiny tush? Or does Trixie have to guess?" she glares back a moment before looking up at the giganto "If I Trixie had half a guess, I would say she's jealous."

Lenai chuckles softly, swatting her hand through the air at Mekis. "Slaying things is okay, but you can defeat something without murder," she says, nodding, "I mean you can still get loot from someone who's alive, nya." Lenai purrs softly again and licks the back of her hand, looking about the room, searching for the chefs of the place. "Do you know who cooks around here? I still need to ask them if they'll cook something, or if I can use the kitchen."

Now properly inebriated, Gizmo walks up to Oboyo and gives him a salute "So, I don't think I've properly joined your group. You can call me Gizmo, I'm an all-around punchy-person. Also apparently good at stating the obvious."

Hastur shrugs at Trixie's question. "Not entirely sure. That's between you and her. Unless it turns violent, then I will have to get involved." He reaches down and pats Trixie's head, before turning to Helios, sighing. "Helios, I don't want to scrap you. When I said that, I was pisssed, not thinking straight. I do, however, want you to help me find a ay to get Twilight back to how she was, in case she needs or wants to."

Helios stays on the other side of Oboyo, though he does relax a bit after Hastur apoligises. "Fine, we can see what we can do. No promises, though. We aren't an expert in biotechnology like that." He seems confused when Twilight glares at him, moving slightly to hide from her as well. Just in case, of course. He shivers at the memory of her shouts.

Mekis blinked several times, his hands stopping in place. "But...but...I must slay great beasts. Especially if they are causing havoc and destruction! I must kill them, so they shan't harm any further. The death of one creature or man is better than the death of many innocents." As he said this, he had stood up slowly, looking as dramatic as ever. "As to your question, I have no idea. What do you need to cook?"

Roche looked over to the moogle, he and the girl were flirting, as some would call it. He smiled, happy that the moogle was enjoying himself. After rubbing his head he decided to have some fun with the couple. Walking over to the two of them, he cleared his throat to gain their attention, "I'd like to remind the both of you that I am ordained minister, able to perform wedding ceremonies." before he could get a response he moved on looking for another source of entertainment.

Jax watches Twilight fly up onto Hastur's shoulder and sighs, walking away. She walks over and tugs on Oboyo's arm, poking her tummy a little.

Carmichael looked to the room in front of him, hoping to find a familiar face, but to no avail, Anders' however saw something familiar, Shiny..". Sneaking away from his friend who was preoccupied looking around, Anders walked over to the 'shiny', which just so happened to be Trixie's cloak, and began running his hand along the cloak.

'Well..as long as she's alright..'Oboyo thought to himself as turned his attention away from Twilight and nodded towards the moogle. "Sometimes the obvious is the most overlooked. It's good to have you, Gizmo."

At the same time, Egon approached Oboyo and Gizmo from the ascendalator with an irritated huff. "Chief, I've had it up to here with those three ghosts. We need to figure out what to do with them -now-."

Oboyo held a hand to his face as he groaned at the thought of finding a resolution, all the while feeling his arm tugged by Jax. He tried to hide his frustration and smiled at her, calling Launchpad over. "Hey LP, I think we could do with some refreshments here. Can you go ask Ms. Kuporia to think of something?"

Oboyo then nodded at Egon as he gently tugged his arm away from Jax. "Alright. Let's go." he said quietly, turning to look at the others. "They're all glad to see her again. No point in distrupting that." With that, Oboyo followed Egon downstairs to his lab, staring at the little storage device the ghosts were kept in.

Helios would feel an odd influence on him as though some force beyond gravity were seeking his attention, but as the little robot stroked Trixie's cloak, the sensation would stop. The mare turned her attention to the small golem, drawing the cloak out of his grasp "May Trixie be of help? Or did you want to continue touching the 'shiny' without permission?"

With a smirk as she catches sight of Helios' reaction to her glare, Twilight Sparkle turns to look over the rest of the gathered group, before her gaze settles on Gizmo. Her amused smirk gives way to an alarmed frown, though she fights to keep from tipping the group off by simply watching from her place on Hastur's shoulder.

Gizmo smiles. It felt nice to be a part of something again. Well, something she didn't already know the outcome of. Something was bothering her from the back of her mind though. Organization joined, Twilight issue resolved... but the pony never did respond to her questions... did she? She was a tad distracted and might not have heard... so she walked back over to Twilight "So, you never quite answered me earlier. I asked if you HOLY FUCK YOU HAVE THINGS, KUPO!" she exclaims out.

Lenai giggles at Mekis and shakes her head, before raising her eyebrow at Roche. She stands up to follow him, reaching out to touch a claw to his chest, prodding it. "What's the BIG IDEA, buster?" she asks, glaring icily at him, "Don't you DARE try and act this off. I don't appreciate your attitude! Now apologize."

Hastur chuckles at Gizmo's reaction, then looks at Twilight. "Well, that was an unexpected outburst, eh?"

Jax smiles, and looks back at Launchpad, before looking over at Oboyo again. She has a minute before food would be out, so she decides to descend down the stairs, following Egon and Oboyo. Hopefully she would be able to help with the situation involving the three ghosts, or something, anything at all.

With all the supposed threats floating around, the otherworldly feeling is the last straw for Helios. He jerks away as soon as the feeling is gone, beating a tactical retreat down a hallway until he turns a corner and can no longer see the others. He looks around, judging the area to be safe and settling in to preform a system evaluation to see what is making him act so high-strung.

Carmichael heard a familiar voice in the crowd, it was the magician that was in Viorar a fortnight ago, he heard the irritation in her voice and could only guess that she was referring to Anders touching her. He immediately went to his companion's side, He shot Anders a look so that he would release his grip, he did.

Carmichael began apologizing to the equine in earnest, "I must apologize madam, he likes shiny things he remembered you from your show in Viorar a few weeks back." he looked over to the alicorn, "It is good to see that you found her."

Roche looked down to the claw against his chest, he gulped raising his hands above his head in innocence , knowing what kind of damage a woman's scorn could do, after all he still had a few scars from past loves earlier in his life, he would have to diffuse the situation carefully.

"I simply meant that I think it's lovely that you two would seek a relationship, and that if, should the day come, you wish to solidify your relationship in the eyes of the Lord, I would help." Roche silently prayed that his explanation would help the situation, not hinder it.

Mekis smiled at the sound of her giggle. He believed the only sound he had ever heard that might rival it in it simple beauty was the sound of the war horn being sounded. And yet, oddly enough, the giggle was greater to him. Having been so distracted by this, he hadn't heard the priest. The only thing that made him snap back was the sound of an angry Lenai. The sound was intriguing. Then his attention turned to the priest. "What did he do? Must I fight him to protect your honor? If so, then say the word."

"Well well well, the big bad boss guy is back again to judge us. What's it gonna be, tough guy?" asked the pointed nose ghost. Oboyo sighed and folded his arms. "Do you guys even have names?"

"Ohh, so now he wants to know our names. Yeah, we got names. Mine's Stretch." said the pointed nose ghost in a snide manner. The round nosed ghost then jumped in the way of the little round window. "Stinky!" he said excitedly as the fat ghost plastered his face on the window. "Fatso! Heh heh. We know yours. You're Oboyo, right? Do you taste like onions?"

Oboyo rubbed a hand on his forehead. "Stretch..Stinky..and Fatso..right." He then removed his hand returned to folding his arms. "Well then, Stretch..since you seem to be remotely logical, tell me again what you thought to accomplish by attacking my manor."

Carmichael smiled at the mare, he crouched down to look even at his friend, who was clutching the medallion to his chest, "What do you say to the nice lady Anders?" Anders pressed the medallion into his chest, where it held firm when he relinquished his grip. He looked to the ground for a moment , he turned his head up to the mare, a big grin adorning his metallic face, Thank you" Carmichael looked down to his friend in surprise, usually he was nervous around new faces.

"What is it, Trixie? I'm aware how much you hate me, and the feeling's mutual." Even though she catches sight of the showmare glaring up at her, Twilight Sparkle unflinchingly returns the glare, jumping off Hastur's shoulder and nodding to his question as she lands in front of her rival. "Care to make something of it? And don't make the mistake of thinking I'm like that weakling you know."

Hastur blinked and moved between the two mares. "Whoa, whoa, what the hell? I know you two don't always agree and can be a little tense at times, but hate? Come on, that's a little extreme, don't ya think? No need to hate each other or start fights or anything. We're all allies, here."

The diagnostic finished, revealing that Helios was operating at near peak efficency, though with enevated processor usage. Further investigation showed that the emotional matrix was under a lot of stress. He sighed, that sort of stuff was what he lacked knowledge about. Helios knew how to build many types of stock mechon, but he had no information on how his systems worked.

Probably just as well, as long as the repair drones knew how to fix Helios everything worked out. He couldnt help but feel like that was a bad way of thinking, but at the same time it was just so easy... Helios' lens flickered. "Huh? How did we end up out here?"

Lenai raises an eyebrow, pressing the claw in further. "EXCUSE ME, who ever aid we were persuing a relationship?" she asks, leaning in closely, "That's a weird thing to just go around assuming. And if your lord has rude people walking around to spread his message," she says, huffing, "You can tell him that Lenai is NOT INTERESTED." Lenai pulls her claw back and turns around, facing Mekis, smiling wide again. "Nya, nothing to worry about! Just some meanie-bean tool acting like one of those sillies who drops his pants to his knees and blares rap music all over," she says, giggling softly.

Jax watches the ghosts with scrutiny, pouting. She steps up toward them and stamps her foot, giving them a powerful glare, pointing at them and shaking a fist. Scruffles feels a tingle in his ears, but he ignores it, sitting still and whining softly. His food must come now!

Gizmo approaches the two unicorns hesitantly. Twilight seemed quite a bit more hostile than usual. Did getting disintegrated scramble her brains? That seemed like the obvious answer. For now, she kept an eye on them, ready to step in if needed.

Trixie nodded and smiled at the little robot, but her mane and cloak began to raise as she turned and glared down her rival "Well, look who grew a pair," she tiled her head and grinned "Or did they come as part of the upgrade to the OS." she asked mockingly as her fur rose and crackled around her "Trixie wonders, can you even pick up a penny anymore with all that shiny crap in the way?"

Roche smiled to himself, both in happiness and in safety, he could tell the way they talked to one another that there was something between them, but decided that it was in his best interest to not be so vocal about it in the future. He winced in pain as his head began to ache again, he figured he and Mekis could make amends later on, he considered him a friend, and wouldn't want this small occurrence to strain that idea, for now he decided to sit down for a moment.

Mekis tilted his head a bit, having no idea what rap was. He shrugged. "Alright then, whatever that is. As long as you are alright. Now, as I was saying, what was it that you needed cooking? I may have something for such a thing."

"Heeyy we just wanted to rough you up a little. Show you what's what. You think you can run around 'killing' us again like we ain't got a place in this cleft!" Oboyo unfolded his arms and stepped towards the device, snapping at Stretch. "You don't! You're dead! Ghosts like you think you can use the living like your toys. You're wrong and I'm putting a stop to it!"

"Ohh, am I? Don'tcha know anything about this place? Everything gets a chance to belong here! So what if we ain't alive anymore? What gives you fleshies the right to push us around? Just 'cuz a few ghosts break the rules don't mean that none of us belong, ya stick gripping bigot!"

"You're gutsy, but it won't help you, showmare. If you're feeling that bold, however, then there's no point in wasting time talking. Let's go." Though she keeps her glare fixed on Trixie, Twilight Sparkle flicks one ear up at Hastur in response to his intervention as her horn starts sparking. "Stand aside, giant. This fight is between the showmare and I."

Lenai pats her tummy, licking her lips. "I'm hungry!" she shouts, smiling, "Any food will do, and I don't really have ingredients." She shrugs a bit, looking around the room, smiling widely. "I think I heard you say something about snacks and some lady named Kuporia. Ooh, let's find her!" she says, suddenly dashing around, looking for ladies.

Roche stood, he was about to tell twilight welcome back, but he saw the beginnings of a fight between the two equines, he decided to stay his tongue for the moment. He winced in pain again, deciding that he should rest, he said a good night to no one in particular and retired to his room for the night.

Hastur closes his eyes and grits his teeth. When his eyes reopen, they are a bright shade of yellow. He begins speaking, but it sounds as though a hundred deeper voices are speaking with him. "NO! THAT IS ENOUGH! YOU TWO WERE FRIENDLY BEFORE TWILIGHT'S DISAPPEARANCE! EVEN IF THAT'S DONE, YOU TWO ARE ALLIES, SO FUCKING ACT LIKE IT!" He seethes, a bright yellow aura surrounding him, symbols shining through his clothes on his back.

Jax continues to huff and glare, but suddenly frowns. It is like she is invisible, not even noticed while she attempts to help. Taking some steps back she just looks at Egon, poking him in the shoulder. She motions to herself, then points at her eyes and she ghosts, scuffing her foot a little.

"What is going on?" Helios slowly hovers back down the hallway and into the main hall, just in time to see Hastur finish yelling at the two ponies. "Now we are really confused. Can someone explain why everyone is fighting?"

Trixie's fur continued to rise as she glared down her rival, the electricity crackling like a storm around her, looking for an outlet, though as soon as the symbols began appearing on Hastur's back, a lattice of wires shot from beneath Trixie's cloak, encircling Hastur "Everyone Back Away! Now!"

"Allies? Why would I ally myself with an arrogant mare like her, or want a short-tempered brute for a guard?" Even as she turns her attention to the now-enraged Hastur, Twilight Sparkle lowers her horn to fire off her first magical attack at him, frowning fiercely. 'He is fearsome, and someone I should be careful around...' she thought to herself.

Carmichael looked back and forth between the two arguing, he grabbed Anders and placed him upon his shoulders, he didn't want him to get hurt. He looked to Trixie, she may look rather out of place but he was almost certain she could hold her own in a fight. He decided he would see how this played out.

Egon scratched his head. "..Chief, I..I hate to say it, but he's kind of right. This is the reason why I've been hesitating on breaking down their material." Oboyo then glared at Egon. "Did you forget what Florence did? To Rhakashka? To Dusk? How can we ever justify 'things' like them in our world?!"
"Ya ain't listenin', b-man! I toldya already. Jus' 'cus others break the rules don't mean we all deserve to be punished. Is that how it works with you fleshies?" Oboyo sighed. "..No. I guess it isn't."

"What do we do, then?" asked Egon, who was at a loss for ideas. Oboyo then turned to look towards Stretch and the other ghosts once more. "How do guys feel about those..'rule breaker' ghosts?"

Hastur growls demonically as he is encircled with wires. He takes the magic attack in the chest, standing firm, then glares at Twilight. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? TWILIGHT WOULDN'T PULL SHIT LIKE THIS, SHE WOULDN'T OUTRIGHT HURT HER FRIENDS. SO, YOU ARE NOT TWILIGHT. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!!?" His aura surges, and whispering can be heard, though it doesn't come from him. It comes from outside, where two tall, familiar figures in robes stand, watching.

Gizmo downs the rest of the wine and smashes the bottle on a table. She didn't exactly feel like summoning a weapon today if she decided to intervene.

Lenai turn around to look at Hastur glowing and looking all rather dangerous-like. She aims her right arm up at him, which shifts and opens up to reveal a nice, big gatling gun. "Nya, calm down! I'll... Give you a cookie?" she says, smiling, watching Hastur warily, "We don't need anything blowing up or...whatever you're doing."

Egon turns his attention away from Oboyo and the ghosts for a moment to pat Jax on the head, turning back to them.

"This sounds like foolishness to us." Nevertheless, Helios begins to scan the different displays of energy in the room, filing the data away for perusal later. His gaze begins to drift towards the windows while he sets the scanners to room-wide.

"You managed to figure it out. Congratulations, giant. As I said, I'm not like the Twilight you know." As she looks up, the image of Twilight Sparkle seems to ripple, as her fur turns black at the same time a black mask materializes over her muzzle and face. Though she now lacks a mouth... 'I'm from a ruined Equestria, where the Elements are a force of destruction. I am Twilight, but only in name. Everything else about me is the opposite of what she stands for.'

Anders was frightened by the display of anger to say the least, jumped off of Carmichael's shoulder, backing up before he heard a faint noise coming from outside, he looked out of the window. Seeing the two figures standing there, he ran back to Carmichael tugging on his pant leg and pointing outside. Carmichael in a moment of awe adjusted his glasses and focused his gaze on Hastur, he was to interested to avert his gaze, or even move.

"Sorry..." Trixie releases all of the pent up electricity down the wires as they closed in on the giganto, creating a small shocwave and a crack of thunder as the energy strikes out.

Jax blinks a bit, then frowns, looking down at the ground. She reaches out to very weakly shove at Egon, then runs away to hide in the nearest closet.

Mekis looked about the room and found that was staring at the giganto, Hastur. The yellow aura surrounding him worried Mekis. The small horse changing didn't help either. Or Lenai's arm turning into a gatling gun. The last one really confused him. Esteban had come back and began pecking at Mekis when he didn't react. "Not...not now, Esteban. Not...now." Mekis more or less froze as his mind reeled on this.

Scruffles turns at the sound of lightning, noticing the darkened Twilight Sparkle. Obviously she was different, he should have smelled it! Maybe it was her magic, but no matter- He charges toward the mare on his tiny legs, jumping out to bite at her ankle, valiantly thrusting himself into glorious battle!

He placed his hands in the bag after setting it on the floor, the components climbed up his hands and spread out, the outcome a kite shield in each of his hands, he got in the standard blocking position and stood behind the wall.

"You... HOW DARE YOU..." Hastur is cut off by the electricity, letting out a yell, mixed with an other-worldly shriek, then falls forward, unconcious. The aura and symbols disappear, while the whispering remains, coming from two tall figures in bright yellow robes outside of the manor.

As Hastur falls unconscious from taking the full force of Trixie's lightning-attack, Anti-Twilight's moving to one side, keeping her focus on Trixie and nodding once as she prepares another magical attack. Scruffles' charge into her legs, though, makes the corrupted pegacorn mare stumble slightly.

Helios stares at the two robed men on the front lawn. "What on Mechonis..." He sent a signal to the M85 to come around to the front of the manor, though not to interact with the robed figures. That just seemed like a bad idea, and Helios judged that it was best to leave them alone. "Creepy." He turned away and returned to recording the fight.

Esteban heard the whispers and became more frantic, pecking evermore. "Esteban! I said not n-" Then he heard the whispers. Mekis pulled out his bow and stood by Lenai. He readied an arrow, deciding he'd ask about what she was later. Right now, she was a woman as far as he knew, and his honor demanded he defend her. It was what he was taught. Esteban stood nearby, sticking by his master.

Lenai keeps an eye on Hastur, watching him drop as she sees Twilight transform. Someone else would definitely get her down, and if not, she would join in then. She steps over to pick Mekis and Estaban up, and vacate them from the room, hoping to keep the fight enclosed to one room.

The wires turned to dust under the onslaught of energy, leaving the panting mare behind them. Trixie glared up at the false Twilight, grinning even as she panted "You see, Trixie is not whatever weakling you knew in your world either." a ball slipping from her cloak as her hat slid down over her eyes, the ball catching fire and turning into a bright white globe before beginning to fly at Twilight and bursting in a brilliant flash.

Despite the mask covering her face, Anti-Twilight still ends up blinded by the sudden flare of light from the exploding orb launched at her by the showmare. As such, she keeps stumbling around, raising one forehoof in an effort to feel her way around the room until she can regain her eyesight. And her irritation is obvious in her mental 'shouting'. 'Can't see... Blast you, showmare...! Where are you...?!'

"Can we stink 'em?" asked Stinky as he squished his face on the window, almost instantly being wiped away by Fatso's face. "Nawww, we eat 'em!" Fatso's face is then shoved aside by Stretch's. "Neither, ya lamebrains! We teach those nitwits not to break the rules and drag the rest of us down!"

Oboyo took a few steps closer to the device. "We all have destinies of our own to walk. For each of us in this manor, those destinies are entertwined until the day of the invasion." He then pressed his hand on the device's control panel, not pushing any buttons. "You guys really willing to stand up to them?"

"Do we look like we're a buncha jokesters?" asked Stretch, causing Oboyo to smirk for once. "You know what I'm capable of. Try anything funny and you'll be right back where we started." He began to push a few buttons on the control panel, unlocking and opening the device. The sound of steam echoed out of the device as it began to slowly open.

While Helios watches the fight, the M85 walks out to the front lawn. It stops and stares at the robed figures, tilting it's head curiously. After a moment of that, it follows Helios' orders and rests behind them, also staring in the windows. It chirps something to them, probably commenting on the weather or something trivial like that.

Gizmo raises the bottle to shield her eyes, noticing a bit too late that a CLEAR bottle won't do jack. She stumbles away from the battle, trying to blink the spots from her eyes.

Mekis looked at Lenai, "What are you doing? If you want to leave, I can follow on foot. Or ride Esteban. Either would be preferable in a combat situation like this. That, and...Well, let's move before we speak any further." Mekis began edging toward an exit, Esteban following his example.

The figures don't respond to the M85. They simply look up to the window of the general area where Hastur is located, watching, unwavering, and whispering.

Scruffles whimpers as he's blinded, running off, using his nose to find a nice hiding place to wait for his eyes to recover. Soon he would return valiantly to defeat the evil mare!

While the M85 sighed and lapsed into a bored silence, Helios continued to scan the fight. "Yeesh, this antitwilight sure dosen't recover from being blinded very quickly." Helios had required a lens reset to see again, but that had been resolved quickly. He flew up above the fighters to get a better view.

Lenai sighs quietly and runs off, out of the room, shaking her head at Mekis. "Your legs are tiny! Mine are so long- Almost as long as you are tall. It'd be faster," she says, sitting down on the floor, huffing, "Don't be so offended when I try to help!"

Blinded as she is, Anti-Twilight takes most of the shower of splinters directly to the face, cringing in pain and staggering back a few steps.

Carmichael looks to the giganto and begins attempting to wake him up, after many slaps, shakes, and foul words, Carmichael sees the giganto begin to awaken, if only briefly. " Hey good you're awake, the showmare, can handle the faux-twilight, but what I need to know about are those hooded figures, do they mean harm, if so any hints?"

Mekis sighed. "True, but Esteban can fly. And I didn't know you were a- No, not now. Move first." Mekis proceeded to mount Esteban, who was soon airborne. They flew over and circled above Lenai. "Come on, let's move."

As Helios flew above the fighters, he began to wonder where the real Twilight was. He looked over at the stairs and then back at the fight, deciding to quickly fly up and check in Twilight's room for her.

Hastur shakes his head to try to wake up, then winces in pain. "Agh...figures are... my parents. Yes, they mean harm. They want to bring back an old god, and they'll set the world ablaze to do it." His breathing is heavy, and when he tries to get up he lets out a small cry of pain. "Damn, I hate electricity..."

"Ahhhh! Free at last!" said Stretch as he floated about with Fatso and Stinky right behind him. Oboyo quickly punched in a few buttons to close the device and to keep their 'fourth friend' from leaving. "Now we can terrorize them!--ouch! What was that for?" asked Stinky as he rubbed his head where Stretch thwapped him. "We ain't terrorizin' no one. Not until we teach those jerks makin' us look bad a lesson."

Oboyo then stepped away from the device and nodded towards the ghosts. "If you want to help, listen to what I say. A legion of phantoms is heading for this world and they have no interest in any of these 'rules' of yours. Join my friends and I and together we can stop them. We don't have to like each other, but we need to work together to survive this." Fatso then floated over towards Oboyo and hugged him tightly.

"But we -do- like you, Mr. Onion!" said Fatso, giving Oboyo a kiss on the cheek. Egon smirked as Oboyo struggled to not lose his temper. "I'd better go explain this to the others so that no one freaks out. You three stay in here for now." In unison, the trio of ghosts respond in an innocent manner, "Ooookaaay!" before giggling to themselves.

Trixie cackles as she launches the chunk of wood that was the center of the block at the mare, stepping closer confidently as she drew a jar from her cloak "I have a small surprise for you."

She uncaps the jar, a wall of powder streaming at the mare as she gets near enough to tear the mask away, ignoring her looks "Trixie was planning to use it on the real Twilight," she engulfs the fake Twilight's snout in the blue dust "But turning poison joke on you seems more fitting." more of the pollen spreads out along the other mare, flowing along her form like a wave smoke.

Mekis entered the room and sighed at the words. "True, and I'd have let you, but then I learned you were a robot. I'm sorry, but I have an inherent distrust of more advanced technologies. But given prior circumstances, I'm not sure how to feel toward you. It's just..." Mekis was speechless. Yet another battlefield he had never seen, introduced by the same person. He sat down beside her, his bow slackened, still in hand. "Questions arise, but I can't pick. The seem to block each other." He grew quiet again, looking up at Lenai.

Having the mask torn off is enough to make Anti-Twilight blink a few times, though she fixes Trixie with a reproachful glare at the use of the poison joke powder and mentally sighs. 'Oh, fine. Be done with it. It's not like the world I left is going to recover that quickly from everything I've done to it once I'm dead.'

Lenai finally retracts her gatling gun, reforming her arm. "Oh great, a racist," she says, slumping down onto her back, "Well fine then, if you don't like me, go. No need to stick around." She hums a soft tune, closing her eyes as she waits for the fight to end.

Carmichael looks to Hastur, his wounds weren't life threatening, but he was in no mood to fight, "Hold on friend, we're going to get you out of here." He nodded to Anders who carefully picks up Hastur, Carmichael makes sure the coast is clear of stray magic, and begins moving Hastur to the nearby room with Lenai and Mekis.

Finding no sign of Twilight in her room, Helios flies out and returns to scanning the battle.

Carmichael bursts into the room, Anders close behind with Hastur in tow. " Anders, see to it that Hastur gets to his room safely." He turns his attention to the room's other occupants, "You three may want to try and get some sleep." He turns to walk down the hallway towards an empty room,"I feel as though it's only going to get worse from here on out."

Ropes snake from Trixie's cloak as she grins at the fake Twilight "My dear mare. Whoever said Trixie planned to kill you?" a new wire snaked out and around AntiTwilight's throat "You are going to learn exactly how it feels to have fallen into a vat of joke flowers." Trixie's fur rose once again as she neared her opponent, chuckling quietly "But first, Trixie thinks a nap is in order."

Another smaller flash of electricity arcs through the mare's neck. Trixie released the mare and turned to walk away, panting quietltly "Someone, please take care of this filth, lock her up tight, be careful not to touch her with bare hands..." she slowed her walk as she entered the hallway "Trixie... was really... hoping... to hit her room... this time...." she took a few more steps before falling over face first onto the carpet.

"Now hold on! I do care. I'm just...a tad frightened. I don't know much on your kind, except your potential killing ability. But...our past experiences suggest something else. So I will not go." Mekis stood and grabbed her arm, looking at her. "You have shown new possibilities. It's only right you help me for the rest of this...whatever it is. Will you?"

Scruffles hops out, ready to- Oh, the mare is already down. He whines and sits, lying down to rest.

Carmichael looked back to the fallen mare, he sent a mental order to Anders to be sure that all unconscious, or otherwise indisposed bodies be put in their respective places before returning to him.

Anders came walking down the hallway to see Trixie lying on the ground, "Shiny...Friend" he increases his pace to stand over the unconscious equine, he then proceeds to gingerly pick her up. Anders looks to Helios inquisitively, as if looking for guidance.

Lenai looks over at Mekis, raising an eyebrow. She suddenly giggles, shaking her head a bit. "Oh you silly, we've only just met," she says, reaching out to ruffle Mekis' hair, "It isn't like I'm some kinda super-fantastic romanticism thingy. I'm just me, and you expressed interest, and got all feisty!" She sits up, and shrugs a little, tapping her chin. "But sure, I can help you get comfortable with robots. I mean, they're only as dangerous as people."

"What? Well, don't just stand there; take her to her room. Its down that hall." Helios flies out to the M85 to begin making preparations to take off and head back to the transport.

Anders shrugs, carful not to stir the mare, he walks slowly down the hall reaching the designated door. He opens it and places Trixie on the bed, making sure she is safe, he quietly leaves her room returning to carmichael, he could use some sleep.

Mekis found her description of the events odd. "Your concept of courtship is very strange. Great, another thing to learn." Mekis fell onto his back, paying no mind to the momentary pain of impact. "Still, I thank you for agreeing. You know, you're a very odd person, or robot. Whichever. Anyhow, the fighting sounds like it's stopped. Though the whispering is unnerving. Still, what say we retire for the night, yes?"

Lenai chuckles and shakes her head, hopping up. "Nah, I'm gonna find Kuporia and get me some snackoids," she says, opening the door, walking off, "You can follow if you want to, or go rest." She slowly steps out, looking around in the room, calling out Kuporia's name in a search.

Mekis watched as she walked a moment. He shrugged. "Eh, who needs sleep anyway?"He smiled at that and stood, walking over to Lenai's side Esteban naturally following. "That, and there's no need to sleep with a dream like you about." Again, he smiled. He felt so clever.

17 weeks remain...