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A Midnight Stroll
Lamplight:
Lamplight steps out the door to her inn, taking a deep breath of the night air and letting out a slow exhale. Today had been hectic; she'd had more customers than usual. One group, apparently new and town and halfway through a night of bar hopping, had drunkenly decided Lamplight's little tavern wasn't lively enough and tried to start a fight. Thankfully she'd managed to deal with that without it escalating to far, but it was still stressful. At least the day was over now, though, and she could take a nice relaxing walk through town. She takes another deep breath and sets off, going in to particular direction and in no particular hurry. She wanders for a while, not really trying to keep track of time other than taking the occasional glance up at the moon. Eventually, she decides to take a rest and finds a nearby bench, the mare laying down on it and looks around to see if she recognizes where she's at. The night isn't particularly bright, but she thinks she ended up fairly close to the schoolhouse. The orange unicorn rolls over, deciding to watch the sky for a little while before she heads on back home.
Agilene:
Just her luck. It's the middle of the night, and the train is late. Agilene stood idly in the station waiting for her ride to arrive, yawning more than she would normally. She thought enough was enough. Perhaps it would be better to find a motel and stay for the night. Besides, it is getting cold, and Agilene thought it would be a good idea to pack light. All she brought was a bag hanging by her side with flash light inside, in case she wants to do night flying. With the current situation, it seems night flying would be a good option.
Agilene, despite her tired state, managed to propel herself upwards and flap her wings. She landed on the roof of a near by building and scanned the area in hopes of finding a motel near by. She faced the direction of a particular schoolhouse. Before continuing on, she turned on her flash light and held it in her mouth, its light showing her way. From there, she began leaping from building to building in the direction she faced.
In just under a minutes, Agilene reached an area with a few benches, and a schoolhouse ahead. Surprisingly, even in her tired state, she was still able to do all that jumping. Agilene saw more buildings ahead, a few still lit up, so she launched herself upwards. Unfortunately, things begin to turn for the worse when she loses her balanced and tilts more to the left. She gasped, and accidentally let go of her flash light. From what the light illuminated as it fell forward, it was heading towards somepony on a bench.
Agilene's instincts kicked in, and she dived for the flashlight, hoping it won't land on the pony.
Nightingale:
It was the middle of the night, and Nightingale sat on top of her "throne" that was made of the playground's jungle gym, which provided her one of the best views of the town before her--or at least, one of the best views that she knew of and could reach. A small blue and green aurora swirled about over the filly's head as she scanned the town, her usual boredom having set in and making her begin to create illusions to bide her time. As she had done countless times before, she was on the lookout for any suspicious ponies so the 'Black Widow'--obviously stolen from a comic book--could keep the rest of Ponyville safe, or so she believed. The filly's coat was changed to black, and her mane a combination of copper and peach, nearly identically similar to the superhero Nightingale had plagiarized.
Her constant vigilance finally paid off, and her "keen" eyes locked onto somepony wandering down the road towards the schoolhouse she was perched near. Narrowing her eyes a little bit, Nightingale decided to investigate and hopped down from her throne and moved over to the mare in what she thought was a silent trot, despite it being nowhere near so in reality. Once she finally got closer to the mare, she noticed all she was doing as resting on the bench--though maybe, Nightingale guessed, she was waiting for somepony else for some kind of super secret evil meeting. Doing her best to hide, and decided maybe she'd wait... At least until more movement caught her eye. A pegasus, it seemed, jumping around from roof to roof. Maybe this was her contact? She waited as the pegasus got closer and closer... then apparently dropped her flashlight as she passed over them.
Acting quickly, Nightingale dashed forward to envelop the flashlight with her green magical aura, making it levitate safely away from Lamplight. "Stop right there, criminal scum!" Nightingale called out to Agilene, the fearless filly glaring defiantly at the pegasus. "Attacking innocent civilians, I see! You should be ashamed! Turn yourself in before I make you!"
Lamplight:
Lamplight isn't sure how long she's been here by this point; the stress of the day combined with the late hour suddenly hitting her as she lays on the bench, and for a while she dozes on and off. She knows she should head back to her inn, and her nice comfy bed waiting there, but right now getting up feels like just too much work. It is getting a bit chilly though, so she can't stay out much longer. For a few minutes she distracts herself with thoughts of a nice mug of hot chocolate and snuggling under her blankets when she gets back home. She doesn't notice the pegasus jumping from rooftop to rooftop, or the same pony dropping her flashlight right above Lamplight and diving in an attempt to catch it. Not until the green glow of magic engulfs the falling item anyway. The orange mare is startled out of her thoughts by the sudden glow uncomfortably close to her head, and rolls off the bench and onto her hooves. She looks around in confusion, gaze going between Nightingale and Agilene. Attacking? She eyes the flashlight still held in Nightingale's magic before looking back at Agilene, who definitely doesn't look particularly hostile. "Er... What's going on?" She asks, looking between the two other ponies.
Agilene:
So much for a peaceful night flight, Agilene thought. It went from finding a motel to trying to not wake up a napping pony. If she could grab this flashlight in time, she could simply fly off like nothing has happened. She doesn't even want to think how many times the light shined on the mare's face as she slept on the bench.
As Agilene was about to catch the flashlight, it quickly became enveloped in a green glow. Clearly, magic was at work. Along with that came the voice of a young filly close by. A filly adorably accusing her of being a criminal. Attacking civilians? Turn herself in? Yeah, right.
She avoided the flashlight altogether. Agilene performed a front flip that propelled herself forward, and away from the glowing object. Before landing, she opened her wings to descend slowly, making sure her hooves touch the ground without making a noise.
She turned back and looked up at the flashlight, wondering who is carrying it. Perhaps that filly was a unicorn?
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