Sixth Starfall [Visual, NO ZEDDS OR ZETTAS ALLOWED filter]

[stormbroken]

[Flare pulls up her scroll, expression a bit more steeled than it has been in a while. Whatever she's discussing, it seems serious.]

So. By now, it should be obvious that the crap with that Mirror Celestia ain't the last of the troubles we got. I dunno who the buck this "Zedd" guy is, aside from a flaming load of manure, but I know we got enough fighters - native and newpony alike - that he doesn't have any more of a chance than Chrysalis did. Or Mirror Celestia did.

That's not good enough, though. There were ponies hurt in those fights, and one even killed, if th'news wasn't lyin' about that. It could happen again here. Will happen again here if we let it.

So we can't let it.

I'm not a front-liner; my talents are best put to use on the defensive. I'm issuing a call to arms - we need an evac plan here for the noncombatants, a place where they KNOW they can go to be safe in case of something tryin' to wreck the town. Ideally we'd have something like that in all the cities in Equestria, but most of 'em don't have to worry about the added population that Ponyville does so any Celestia-approved plans there'll likely still work.

[Realizing she's digressing, she shakes her head and sighs, collecting her thoughts before continuing on.]

Problem is, we need somewhere big. We had to split forces between the library and the night market's dojo when that mirror thing went down, so we need to figure out a way to either make something bigger, or there needs to be more ponies like me able and willing to keep the civvies safe.

Any thoughts, citizens of Ponyville?

[Of course, the expression she wears makes it clear that it was less a request and more a rallying call.]

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[Visual]

[stormbroken]

[...that freakin' roc. She'd definitely seen it around town, knew it belonged to one of the newponies, and lived at the commune... one of many, many reasons she avoided the commune.

Because she really, really didn't need a reminder of her childhood staring her in the face like that.

She's gonna just.... assume this means a suggestion to use the commune. The problem there, is...]

If we were... gonna go there, y'know... the dojo's not much different in size.

[MAKO HELP.]

[etranger]

There's the sound of hooves against the floor as Mako trots into view.

"...Sigilyph, the scroll can't carry telepathic communication, and I think half the commune just heard your offer. Please stop beaming suggestions into everyone's heads."

The eagle looks a little abashed at that before retreating back to the roof as Mako looks into the scroll.

"Since you didn't hear that, Sigilyph was volunteering to help dig out underground bunkers with her telekinesis."

[stormbroken]

...Telekinetic.

The thing is... your... I... ghhr.

[PARDON FLARE A MOMENT, MAKO. She needs to unfrazzle her brain. A few sighs and personal psych-ups and she can find herself actually forming sentences again.]

Let Sigilyph know that while the offer is appreciated, I wanna get all the possible options before committing.

Plus there's the issue of us maybe getting more earthquakes like we got during the last Running of the Leaves.

[etranger]

Mako considers that.

"There is that, yes. Beyond that, however, most of my team can probably contribute? At the very least they can provide some brute force, and depending on what the final plans are they can provide assistance."