Chapter 21: Secure, Contain, Protect
The stirrings of early morning dawn and wet grass greeted Luna as she walked through the military garrison. After last night’s events and a quick nap, she was in fair spirits. She was hardly a day mare, but there was still one more thing to do before she could get some proper sleep, and that was attend the mandatory Site Command meeting scheduled in just a few short minutes.
Luna stood tall and firm as her hooves moved through the moist grass. Due to the Magi’s craft, spells had been set in place to prevent rainfall in the base. Rainwater had severe deleterious effects on courier packages and general morale. Now that everypony could walk without fear of spending extended periods of time in freezing rain, efficiency had improved greatly. However, Luna had detected another fine layer of spells underneath the barrier. Using her horn, she sent her magic forth and detected the lingering threads of anti-teleportation magic.
Luna dared not tamper with the spell. If it was there, it was there for a reason and she intended to find out why. The quicker the meeting ran, the faster she could sleep. As she walked, and as soldiers bowed and saluted as she passed with her small entourage of guards, she pondered on her failed efforts to locate either creature through Dream Scrying. Her efforts proved for naught; both creatures either had measures put in place to hide their dreams from her, or neither slept in the first place.
Whatever the cause, she hoped to get her answers in time. Sleep beckoned, and it beckoned fiercely. Formality and leadership demanded strength, and in order to do that, it needed a strong front, even if it was a false one. Luna held her head up high and kept walking, pushing the sands of sleep back as far as they would go.
Luna had thought of simply flying to the Military Intelligence Center, but her subjects seeing a diarch in their midst was good for morale, especially due to the recent capture.
“Has he proved any trouble, Captain?” Luna asked her trusty head of security.
“None, Highness,” Captain Hawk replied. “His behavior has been described as bored, but not troublesome.” The aged pegasus’ face was artfully blank, but Luna had known the captain long enough to know that the slackened tension in his shoulders meant he was as fatigued as she was. Both would not admit to their desires, however. “He does not like being contained.”
“No pony does. When is he to be moved?”
“After the debriefing, Highness. Although – if I may – why is there an issued call to quarters for the duration of his transfer?” Hawk asked. It was an odd order, especially because the guards assigned for stockade duty were all Night Guards.
“I cannot answer that, Captain.”
Hawk nodded. “Fair enough.” Hawk knew how secrecy among nobles worked. Sometimes information should be given to the masses as a means of trust.
That did not mean some things shouldn’t stay buried.
Second Lieutenant Skylar, Captain Barricade’s second in command, had warned the Princess ahead of time to not reveal anymore than necessary about that specific order until she met with him personally. Even she did not yet know the full extent of the conspiracy surrounding the creature’s reactions.
Luna flicked her head back, her mane scattering in the slight morning wind. “I have heard First Lieutenant Chaser greatly wishes to return to duty.”
A crooked smile crossed Hawk’s lips. “Aye. She does. It’s partly because she wants to look tough, and partly because she wants to see the creature that put her in the hospital. I’m not letting her back on security detail unless she’s cleared by the doctor.”
Luna nodded and left the issue at that. Hawk knew well enough what she demanded and required for her entourage and she left the finer details to him. Luna, Hawk, and the remainder of her security detail entered the core of the base. Luna said her formalities – the proper ones – and delved through the usual cavalcade of pleasantries. Unlike her previous trip to the Mild West, that had been filled with protocol for the simple sake of tradition. Here in the middle of active duty soldiers, she was in her element. Soldiers were trained to know their place. When formalities ended, they stopped bowing and scraping and got on with their work.
Luna was a stickler for formality, except when it got in her way.
It was only another minute or so until they reached the MIC. Waiting for Luna near the entrance was a Royal Guardpony. Skylar was broad-chested and tall for a pony. He was almost as large as his CO, something Barricade always teased him about. Skylar had a manila envelope in one saddlebag, and something large and bulky in the other. The mysterious object immediately drew Luna’s attention, as the residual traces of magic clung to it.
Second Lieutenant Skylar bowed deeply. “Princess Luna, it is always a pleasure to see you.”
“Rise and report.”
“As you wish, Highness.” Skylar did so and filtered through his saddlebags for the envelope. “Our miner friend will be moved off site shortly, just as soon as we finish with the briefing. What we have in here is a complete compendium of all his traits, powers, and behavior cataloged as detailed as possible. As you know, we cannot understand him just yet, so the accuracy of such data cannot be guaranteed in any sense of the term.”
Skylar handed the compendium to the princess and she flipped to a random page.
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Addendum S-5
Powers and abilities - Transmutation
Range
The Miner displays the remarkable and undocumented capability to modify and transfigure anything within arms reach into other substances without conventional magic. Whether or not this ability is limited to any item the Miner can physically touch is debateable, as he has been seen to place items (See Addendum S-2 for complete listing of conjured items) in places he is not physically touching. Such conjuring has yet to exceed five meters, but whether this is a finite limit or simply his comfortable range is unconfirmed.
Physiology
While the Miner’s abilities do not appear to be biological in origin, they may be limited by his own physique to so some unknown extent. As of yet, the Miner has not displayed the ability to conjure items from anywhere other than his right hand. Whether this is due to the Miner simply being right handed and conjuring them out of convenience or if this is a genuine restriction on his power has not yet been verified.
Transfiguration
Despite being able to absorb a supposed infinite number of items of varying size, mass, and density, the Miner only appears to be able to conjure items once he has absorbed them, not create them of his own free will. While he is able to combine and create new items from existing materials, there is a distinct eradication of excess material not used in the crafting process. Whether the addition waste material is used in some manner or truly vanishes into nothing is up for debate. If the latter proves true, the Miner may be the first confirmed violator of Starswirl’s Law of Interchange and Distribution of Matter and Magic.
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Luna finished reading and Skylar continued, “The Miner, as some of the stallions started calling him, has inferred through rough sign and body language that the second creature of capable of some form of teleportation.”
Luna nodded, her worries confirmed. “These are wise precautions to take. Has this so called “Miner” revealed any other morsels of data for us?”
“None, Highness. The Miner writes in some journal, but has not let anypony see what it contains as of yet. If he cooperates, we may be able to acquire a rough means of dialog and learn faster. He refuses to talk,” Skylar shook his head, baffled, “for whatever the reason. He has yet to say why. Or write.”
“That decision is his own and his alone. However,” Luna’s eyes appeared to harden, but that was just Luna’s own way of concentrating. Nevertheless, it made Skylar paw at the ground nervously. “I was under the impression we would be encountering Captain Barricade, not you.”
“Ah, of course.” Skylar sighed in relief. “Despite the initial report sent to you relating to the creature’s capture, Captain Barricade’s wounds proved to be more severe than initially thought. She is under the hospital’s care until further notice, but special exceptions have been raised due to... recent events.” Skylar snorted in displeasure.
This time Luna’s eyes did narrow. “Explain.”
Skylar fished out what lay in his other saddlebag. “I was supposed to deliver this to you and only you.” Skylar brought out a box carefully wrapped in ribbons and sealed with a wax stamp bearing the sun and moon seal of the crown. “Not even I know what’s inside. Captain Barricade made it very clear that what was inside was for your eyes only. She said the reason she’s exempt from medical leave is contained in that.”
Luna nodded to Captain Hawk, who nodded back in turn. Hawk walked into the MIC, and after a few moments, a horde of clerks and officers walked out, grumbling all the way. After seeing Luna, they stopped grumbling awfully fast.
She paid them no mind and walked inside as soon as Hawk gave the signal that the room was clear. She set the box on the table and examined it. It wasn’t anything too special, just a rectangular box made to contain something almost a foot long. She broke the wax seal and opened the box. Reaching in with her magic, she pulled out a hollow, rectangular stone tube carved with glyphs of sealing, inferno, and locking. A golden cap was locked firmly in place on one end, sealing away its contents.
“A Boom Tube?” Boom Tubes were a special device used to carry sensitive documents from one place to another. The scroll was sealed inside and locked with the magical frequencies of two unicorns, the sender and the receiver. It was unlocked by placing one’s horn into the Boom Tube and casting a simple unlocking spell, and that’s where the device’s deviousness began. If unlocked by a unicorn other than those it was meant for, the runes would activate and burn the document to ashes. Faulty Boom Tubes could be unlocked safely by other means, or they simply exploded in columns of fire.
Luna placed her horn inside the hollow tube and cast the spell. She felt as much as she heard the clicks of unlocking stone gears and dispelled magic. After unlocking the cap, removing the parchment still smelling of fresh ink and parchment, she started reading.
To Her Royal Highness, Princess Luna,
I shall inform you foremost that this message must be read privately with no prying eyes. The contents of this letter are deserving of the utmost secrecy, for if my suspicions prove true, nopony must read this document other than yourself. When you are done, I beseech you to destroy this letter and scatter the ashes.
As you know, the bipedal creature was captured last night. We made the usual attempts to communicate, with only the barest headway made. During our interactions, however, Major Stormcloud and myself discovered an insidious secret.
The creature’s only encounter with a Royal Guardpony was myself. However, during our duel, my armor was covered in a rain cloak to ward off the tempest created by the Ponyville weather team. The creature could not see my armor, but that fact escaped my mind when Major Stormcloud entered the creature’s containment chamber. When he entered, the creature responded with a violent fear of his mere presence until Stormcloud left. To confirm a hunch, I asked him to return without his armor on.
My hunch proved true: the creature did not react in the slightest. As he has not encountered ponies enough to tell the difference with their armor on, the creature cannot tell the difference between one Royal Guardpony from another. Therefore, considering there have been no reports of anypony encountering the creature between his capture and his encounter with First Lieutenant Lightning Chaser, I believe a Royal Guardpony encountered this creature and covered it up.
I know not the context of their meeting, only that it scared him to the point of mind-numbing terror. We may have a traitor in our midst. I hope my fears prove false, but I cannot think of any other alternative. The Night Guards on duty at the time of Stormcloud’s arrival have been sworn to secrecy on the matter. The next step is to disallow all Royal Guardpony contact with him. The following step would be to covertly trace the movements of all Royal Guardponies and the creature’s own trail in the hope of discovering the saboteur.
As the creature seems to trust me most, I have been in contact with him as much as possible to ease tensions, but my other duties and recent injury at his hands proves troublesome. Until the time comes where he starts trusting another, I will be the primary liaison between him and the Equestrian military.
I do not like this turn of events, but there is little that I can do other than learn what this creature knows. He knows about the second creature in some aspects, as it was from data gained from our earliest “conversation” that we discovered the second creature can teleport. I just hope we can speak with him before something terrible happens.
Captain Barricade of the Pegasus Corps
The letter flashed into ashes before Luna’s eyes. As her magic consumed the document, Luna struggled to contain her own wrath.
“A traitor...” The tent’s walls expanded under sudden pressure and documents scattered in a magical wind. Only moments after the magical flares started, they stopped. Luna bit her tongue to try to reign in her temper. Luna took a deep breath to calm herself.
The ponies gave Luna a wide berth as she left the tent. Even though her face was smooth, everypony could feel the weight of her magic laying heavy in the air. Whatever message she received, it was certainly not pleasant news. Nopony was willing to look her in the eyes, save for her own security team.
“Carry on,” was Luna’s only remark. Unsure of how to address the princess, they all kept their heads down as they slowly filed inside.
The scheduled debriefing room was a massive tent capable of comfortably seating at least two hundred ponies. Hawk parted the entrance to allow Luna to enter unimpeded, but only he entered after her; the remainder stayed outside. As the head of her own security, only Hawk had the appropriate clearance to enter. As soon as one stood at attention and saluted, the rest soon followed. Luna did nothing as she passed, leaving the formality come and go in silence.
The room had several cushions laid out in a neat grid for the invited officers. Near full to bursting with only a few more officers filtering through over the course of a few minutes. As the pony with the highest authority among them all, Luna had a reserved seat near the front next to the base’s upper echelon members. Doctor Hemos was among them; being the base’s senior medical officer granted him that privilege, although most present were certain he would rather be anywhere else other than a debriefing. He was a stickler for duty, however, and was there to care for his charge.
That was, of course, Captain Barricade. The mare in question wore a loose military dress rather than her armor, likely to not irritate both her wounds and Hemos. She stood on an elevated platform at the very back of the tent so that everypony present could see her clearly. Barricade rubbed her shoulder, wincing slightly; she was still in pain from her wounds, Luna concluded. It was no wonder Hemos still eyed her like a hydra. Barricade nodded respectfully to Luna and then filtered through some notes on her podium.
As the last of the ponies found their assigned seats, Barricade stomped on the wooden platform. “This meeting is called to order.” What little conversation there was died down fast. Barricade nodded to a petite Magi mare near the front carrying saddlebags near to bursting. She pulled out a scroll with a single picture on it, and after a flash of light from her horn, the image projected onto the rear wall behind Barricade. With another flash of light from her horn, the magical orbs placed in all four corners of the tent dimmed enough for everpony present to see the image: the biped clad in his blue pants and green shirt.
“Alright, mares and gentlecoats, we are all here to discuss containment, research, and interaction procedures pertaining to the creature tentatively dubbed “The Miner”. Until communication with the creature has developed enough to establish concrete facts, this moniker is as good a title as any.
“First order of business: containment. The Miner is to be accompanied at all times by no less than two Night Guards and at least one Magi. Under no, I repeat, no, circumstance shall Royal Guardponies willingly come into visual contact with the Miner. This is not negotiable and anypony that willingly violates this rule shall be relieved of duty and face disciplinary measures. If there are extenuating circumstances where a Royal Guardpony must interact or approach the Miner, a request must be submitted to both Professor Hexxus and myself, Site Commander Captain Barricade and Head of the Pegasus Corps, and approved by both of us. Any and all visiting Royal Guardponies must be plain clothed or completely bare. This, too, is not negotiable under penalty of disciplinary measures and possible court martial.”
“Captain?” called a Royal Guardpony near the back.
“Yes, soldier?”
“Can you elaborate on this procedure? Why must we, the Royal Guard, take such measures and not the Night Guard?”
“That is classified, soldier.” Barricade’s deep alto voice echoed in the spacious tent, hammering in the point even further into their minds. It was not a rule to be violated lightly. Or at all.
The soldier was clearly unsatisfied with the response, but kept his mouth shut. Barricade continued, “Under no circumstances shall the Miner allowed to come into visual contact with civilians. Any proposals for civilian interaction with the Miner must be submitted to this base’s Site Command personnel, be ratified by a two-thirds majority of Site Command senior staff, and gain my own approval. Any deviation from this will result in disciplinary action.”
Barricade glared at the crowd of ponies before her. The soldiers returned her stare, not willing to be the first to break contact with the Captain. Barricade sheer force of presence and her reputation, however, started to cause some ponies with weaker fortitude to sweat and avert their eyes.
Not wanting to postpone the briefing any longer, even if she had fun intimidating some of her more rebellious underlings, Princess Luna was watching and she needed to continue, “We suspect the Miner will not provoke an attack or attempt to break containment. Now, if there comes a time where we are proven wrong, protocol is to summon no less than five Night Guards and a Magi to reestablish containment, along with myself. Nopony should come within five meters of the Miner at any time until reinforcements arrive. The primary objective is to isolate the Miner from civilian populations and await for my arrival. Magi are to cast barrier spells to shield against projectile and melee attack. If possible, immobilize the creature’s right arm and await for my arrival, whereas I will escort the Miner to a secure facility. For those who are unaware of his abilities, please read Addendum S-5. Be warned; our collective knowledge is still incomplete. Don’t make any assumptions when facing him.” A few ponies began shuffling through their paperwork to examine the file. “Questions?”
“What are the roles of the Royal Guard in the event of containment breach?” asked a petite Staff Sergeant in the back.
“All members of the Royal Guard are not to approach the Miner, unless to take action to prevent civilian casualties. Escort civilians to safety, but you are not to approach the Miner unless he makes a hostile move on civilians. Only civilians; if he starts attacking any magi, Royal Guardponies, or Night Guards, fall back and summon the Council of Magic and the Night Guard.” That also caused several Royal Guardponies to grumble complaints, but one frosty stare from her silenced all opposition.
“The Miner is to be contained in a temporary off site facility staffed by no less than thirty Night Guards and five Magi at all times. In addition, four Night Guards will provide aerial reconnaissance of the facility, taking special care to watch for any thrown items the Miner may summon. At all times, a repulsory shield shall be set in place around the entire facility to prevent the Miner from escaping until he is no longer deemed a security risk. This barrier is to be projected underground as well as overground.
“The Miner appears to only require bread for sustenance and is permitted to have as much as he requires. All Magi and Guard personnel are not to speak to the Miner unless given direct authorization by myself and Professor Hexxus. Should he make vocal or any other form of linguistic contact, immediately log the incident and report to your site supervisor.
“All Magi examining the Miner and his abilities are to log their research, even if no productive results come to fruition. Should he express any form of discomfort, discontinue research and wait until he is in a more docile state. He can be very dangerous when frightened, and we do not wish to have a repeat of our first contact.” Several Magi nodded emphatically, but Diamond Solitaire looked more intrigued than worried. Barricade made a mental note to deny the loquacious Magi access to the Miner.
“Should he refuse to cooperate with research and testing, end your studies, report to your site supervisor, and await further instructions. Questions?”
Hemos raised his hoof. “Has any discoveries as to his race been made?”
“That is a negative. We have yet to understand even the most basic aspects about this creature’s nature, abilities, or biology. We are awaiting more direct testing via the Council of Magic for additional data, should the Miner prove cooperative.”
“Is there any more data related to his abilities not listed in the file? To be more specific, any means to neutralize his abilities?” asked Corporal Winds.
“All available data is recorded and placed for your convenience in Addendum S-5. No means of counteracting his powers has been theorized,” Barricade responded.
“What of the Farlander Portal? Does this monster have any relation to it?” asked a relatively bored-looking Night Guard.
Barricade glared daggers at the Guard, causing him to jump out of line and straighten in his seat. “The Miner is a sentient, highly intelligent being capable of as much as any of you in the room. He is not a monster. He is not a beast.” She grit her teeth, letting every drop of emotion leak into her words. The lazy pony started to shrink under her penetrating gaze, afraid to look at her, yet more afraid to look away not that he caught her ire. “He is a living being that deserves respect. Even if fate reveals he is violent and vengeful, containment is for his own protection as much as the civilians in Ponyville. Is that understood?”
The foolish pony nodded furiously, as did several others not under Barricade’s direct gaze.
“As a corollary to your question,” Barricade gave the pony one last glare. “We may have received some viable intel from him. He sketched a crude drawing of a creature during initial containment.”
The skinny Magi removed another scroll, this one a rough sketch of the miner’s own crude drawing. Dropping the spell that showed the Miner, she projected another image in its place. The new creature was very tall and had equally gangly limbs that nearly were as big as anypony was tall. It’s body was as black as pitch, save for two empty eyes on its face. The rookies sniggered at the crude drawing, but the veterans and Princess Luna felt a slight chill down their spine.
“While the Miner’s descriptive skills are limited due to lack of stable communication,” several Guards and Magi snickered again at the crude drawing, “we have reason to believe that this is the second creature that exited the first portal. Our initial estimates believe that this creature is capable of teleportation in addition to a high stealth quotient. He also expressed a deep desire to not look the creature in the eyes. I know that this condition seems difficult to follow, but I believe we should take the same measures. If this creature, this “Farlander,” is discovered, take care to not look it in the eyes and immediately call for reinforcements.”
“Has he expressed any understandable rationale behind this fear of visual contact?” Diamond Solitaire asked.
“Negative. However, we have reason to believe this creature may be violent. In Addendum S-7,” another flurry of shuffling papers followed, “you will see reports about attacks on several creatures in the Everfree Forest. We have reasonable evidence suggesting that this Farlander is responsible, and since it can face the monsters in the forest on even grounds and has yet to be discovered, extreme caution is advised nevertheless.”
“Has the Miner explained his coming to this land?” Princess Luna asked.
“Also a negative, Princess. He is either unable to speak, or unable to understand our speech. It is part of the Council of Magic’s job to decipher a means of communication with the Miner in order to understand more about him and how he came here. On that same token, the Miner has not expressed knowledge of the Farlander portal’s existence at this point in time.”
“Should such intelligence be shared with the Miner?” Diamond Solitaire questioned.
“Negative. Unauthorized personnel are not to share any data with him under any circumstance, even if he cannot understand our language. The inherent risks are simply too high. Any more questions?”
Queries seemed to be running dry. After a full five seconds, Barricade was ready to adjourn, but Hawk’s hoof rose. “Yes?”
“Is his life a priority if he proves too hostile to contain?”
Barricade sighed; she didn’t like the question one bit, but knew it was a distinct possibility that may prove possible. She did not believe he would provoke an attack, but a trapped mouse would fight, even if confronted with the dreaded cat. In truth, Barricade’s greatest fear was that the Miner would end up hurting himself in a blind panic and she would need to kill him. “The Miner, if he cannot be calmed and no suitable reinforcements are present or nearby, is to be terminated with prejudice.”
Now that caused a stir. Officers whispered quietly to each other, sharing opinions and prepared contingencies. Most were pleasantly positive, as none truly understood the scope of the Miner’s abilities. Little did they know how potentially powerful the Miner could prove to be. Luna decided to defuse the situation before any need to arose. “Has he conveyed any knowledge of the attack on Canterlot?”
“None, Highness,” Barricade responded. “There is a distinct possibility that the attack is somehow related to the obsidian and Farlander Portal, but until the Magi stationed in Canterlot discover more, that – too – shall remain hidden from him.”
Nopony had any further inquiries. “If that is all, dismissed.”
Magi Solitaire followed Princess Luna as she exited the tent. Her guards did not part for him to get closer to the princess, but allowed him to trail from a respectable distance.
“A bit for your thoughts, princess?”
Luna had nagging doubts in the back of her skull ever since the meeting began. “I fear what may come of this, Magi. We know so little about this creature. His nature, his habits, his powers; I fear we may make a fatal mistake in our dealings with him and come to regret it.”
Luna did not need to turn around to see the winding gears in Diamond’s mind to know what he may be thinking. Luna had read the Magi’s file and knew how much emphasis he placed on learning and not how it was used or gained. He was a good pony, but knowledge tended to come before lives emotional wellbeing.
“It will certainly take some time before we can translate his language, princess, and that is if he allows us access to that book of his.”
“There is another way.” There was a dangerous way; if there was one type of magic Luna specialized in, it was magic of the mind. “I know a certain spell that allows me to gaze upon his thoughts and dreams.”
“The Mind Delve?” Luna had stopped walking at his tone. She had expected him to wholeheartedly embrace the use of her Dreamwalking talents, but he sounded fearful. “I do not believe that is wise, princess.”
“Oh?” Luna smirked, causing Diamond to avoid her eyes. Ponies always seemed more intimidated of her when she smiled and embraced her when she acted out of the ordinary. The juxtaposition and irony was completely lost on her, but she embraced them nevertheless. Diamond still had not spoken his mind, so Luna prodded him a little more. “Speak Magi. State your worries.”
“I...” Diamond finally mustered the courage to look at her in the eyes. “I do not believe that to be a safe course of action at this time, Highness; his physiology is radically different than any creature we have encountered before. If the same proves true for his mind, than even your own considerable skill may not be sufficient to protect you.”
“Do you doubt my skills?” Luna glared at Diamond, who once again shrunk under her gaze. The floundering light underneath the overcast sky cast Luna in darkness, her element, which only added to the image. She agreed with the Magi’s sentiments, but she wished to poke fun.
“N-not at all! I just-”
Luna chuckled, cutting off further protest or scrambling for excuses. “Your concerns are noted and accepted. I will postpone the attempt until further data becomes available. Excuse me, Magi. I have a request to make.”
It was indeed a strange request, but given the context of recent years and the events that had occurred, it was practically commonplace with what was currently considered “strange” by Ponyville standards. Luna and Hawk were surrounded by legions of tomes, manuals, novels, and instruction booklets, and that was only what was in their direct line of sight.
“Don’t worry about her; she does this sometimes.” Spike waved off whatever concern Luna may have for the currently immobile and silent Twilight Sparkle. “Give her about five seconds and she’ll be fine.” Five? Goodness; Twilight must have finally seen a professional about her quirks.
While she trusted the Magi implicitly, Diamond’s reactions weighed on her conscious. The creature had information critical to their understanding of what had been occurring recently. The Magi were wise beyond their years and there was little to halt the force of will that was Czarina Bangle. Those were affairs of state and magic, however. Those few brief moments underground with that creature were so very reminiscent of her thousand year lamentation as a shadow.
Luna ignored the tightening in her chest to the best of her ability. Those memories had long since been dealt with, even though the scars on her heart were still present. She had more pressing matters; a creature was in need of assistance. More specifically, he needed friends.
Luna knew six mares perfect for the job.
Spike stared at the clock on the wall. “Three... two... one...”
“...You want me to what?”
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