"Do you really think I trust you with information that could be used to harm her?" Silver sighed, and headed outside to make the call.
*" I don't think he knows what a frequency is ACTUALLY used for. Considering its how you naturally interact with magic, all it allows one to do is locate somepony or someone. Heck, you watch me enough and you can learn my frequency to use to find me. That's all you can use a magic frequency to do, other than transmit a message."*
"No stalking," said Maya. "Big no." "Hypo-*squee!*ing-critical," said Asmo. "This zombie uses exclusively chaos magic." "I don't have a choice," Azrael growled. "Programmed like that from rebirth, what in Tartarus am I going to do to change that?"
*" Stalking is the hardest thing to do with a magic frequency. Heck, if you're lucky, you get an area the size of Ponyville tripled to search, when you trace a magic frequency. You'd need a lot more than just the frequency to pinpoint someone or somepony. I tried tracing Selena, it sent me to the opposite end of the galaxy she was in. And if the target is in another dimension, you can forget about actually tracking them, the signal will appear from sixty three different places within 3000 lightyears radius of the general area at once."*
Maya rolled her eyes. "Arch, I hate to be mean, but I'm not gonna read all that. Got a job to do." She made her way back behind the counter.
*" I'll just send a Dimension Runner pod. And follow Chaos signatures in the air until I find them. I can do that, right? "* *A pod covered in black mist and shadow, that keeps blurring when somepony tries to focus on it, drops from the Zeppelin and orients itself to face the Everfree Forest."*
"You'll be fine, brother." Dusty patted Azrael on the shoulder and returned to the bar, sitting near Maya. A small reptilian eye opened up on the wall by the corner booth. "Well, this immediately looks fun." Asmo grinned wide and walked over to the booth, sitting across the table from the darkness, making sure to be wearing his 'true' form.
"I'll try anything once," Blackened thought to himself upon noticing a new bar in town. He walked inside and noticed how social the place seemed to be. He sat on one of the stools and asked for a Jack n' Coke. "What have I been missing?!" he thought to himself after trying it for the first time.
*the darkness moves into a more familiar shape, white hair emerging from a purple surface. while the edges of the "pony" seem to be in shape, their wings seem not to be attached to their body* "we`ll hello there..."
"Well you, Edgelord, are an interesting specimen." Asmo cackled. "You friends with Formaldehorse back there?" He motioned to Azrael. "Sure thing, new dude!" Maya smiled and quickly made his drink, sliding it to him. "I'm Maya, sure you guessed."
"Well, it also has to do with the fact that it's sorta in the middle of nowhere," Asmo replied. "BUUUUUT, sure, it's my fault if you want it to be."
