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"Either kill you, or imprison you. We'll see when we get to the castle." He said, flying to the castle, still using his magic to levitate her.
Oh. I don't really know what those are. (Ican'tevenbelieveI'mputtingthisoutthere...) I personally think Doctor Who looks stupid. I've never seen...
Narrowleaf began to levitate Star over. "My, my... Weak one, isn't she?" He mumbled.
"Nope." He said, loop spell flickering. "Too bad it's a weak one."
"What is this?!" He asked, angry and confused. "Time magic?!"
Narrowleaf threw back his hood, revealing cold, blue eyes that were hypnotizing. "What was that? Are you really going to disobey your superiors?"...
Yeah. But a normal lock-pick is fine.
"Should we just eliminate these inconveniences?" Narrowleaf asked, stepping forward. "...Maybe we could keep 'em as pets, though."
Yeah. As long as they're not too future-y/modern-y.
Narrowleaf chuckled. "You guys are adorable, thinking you stand a chance." He said.
It's the same amount of technology normal Equestria has.
Narrowleaf stopped. "I..." He began to mumble.
Needs more.
(Pinkly, you still have to fill out the sheet.) Narrowleaf cackled. "You ponies are pathetic!"
Okay. You're in.
"I've noticed." Narrowleaf said. "Bolt's like her, too. He doesn't seem to put a lot of thought into the stuff he does."
"These punks started a rebellion, and the Princess wants us to crush 'em." Narrowleaf replied.
Narrowleaf smiled. "It's just... odd. I imagined her being the older one." He responded.
"Good. Some competent backup." Narrowleaf said, looking upwards.
Narrowleaf chuckled. "Really?" He asked. "You're older?"
