The Cirrus

Gearstride grimly frowned at Rainbow and worked her jaw. "True.....and I realize my fool error....but.....I now have to deal with the consequence, of the anger I caused some of my crew...and I will. But....I'm not going to dwell on the negative....there's no point in that." Gear glanced at Rainbow and then watched Sandy hid behind the big stallion before turning to Silverpine.

"Yes my love....my father of all ponies....was going to be a judge."

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Manederpin'

Icy wouldn't hear a thing directly coming from the door she was tiptoeing towards, she would only hear the alarm coming through the side of the wall in the hallway, the wall with the presumed kitchen on the otherside.
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The terrorist cultist on his way to the freezer, froze in place and cautiously looked around. Another cultist pony flashed his horn as the magical aura encased his head as his eyes went entirely green.

"There!...The thing...she's coming in from *insert Hay Bale's location*!" He shouted/growled as the leader pony gritted her teeth.

"Fire!" She shouted as that rifle wielding pony began to fire in Hay Bale's hidden general location as two other cultists joined in with the gunfire.
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Outside the kitchen Astrid stamped a hoof and growled. "Fine..f*** it...go...go...bastards are....gyah...Balboa doesn't pay me enough for this sh**!"