"All right miss Coldheart, while i appreciate your... offer, I think it would be better if we got the doctor himself, i mean, who knows what else he has in store? But i would of course gladly take your help as well, why don´t you Show some of the Boys around the lab and Show them how to bring the Equipment here, ideally without catastrophe."
"hmm, i see your Point, we should be able to move the Equipment from the old lab soon, if you want to take the risk and save him, i´d suggest speaking to the oranges, just introduce yourself as a Cousin of Screw Loose and say you want to watch." this mare had a plan for every scenario, it seemed.
The oranges, distant relatives to one of Equestria´s heroes, firm supporters of the current System, upstanding honest businessponies, if your friends in canterlot weren´t in Trouble because of them you might overlook them, as it is they were on your list, you were, in Addition to getting an able helper, given a Chance to strike another blow against the government.
Wait, who was that Pony she mentioned?
"Screw Loose?"
"Another volunteer, Gene tested a brain booster on her, it might have worked, if she had been a dog instead of a Pony, she is in ponyville General under Treatment now, in case they ask."
"uh huh... Hulk, get dressed, we´ll be at a fancy place this evening. Now, Miss Coldheart please do tell me more about my estranged cousin..."
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good News was, you couldn´t possibly miss the oranges´ mansion. bad News, there were guards everywhere.
You opted to bring along Gleaming Metal under the guise of Mr. and Mrs. Steelbeam, along with Bodyguard and victim of the doctor, Blitz did indeed look helpless, with being naturally mute ruffling her hair a bit and staring straight ahead, if you didn´t know better you´d pity her, Hulk looked absolutely perfect as well, both him and you in suits but he also wore the easy to identify Bodyguard shades and an earpiece. A few pieces of chromed jewellery on you and Gleaming perfecting the Illusion you definitely looked in the right place for the oranges´gathering of the doctor´s victims and their families, actually Blitz was the only "victim" present, most others that survived didn´t want to come or were left at home so that the grown ups could do Business. These families cared more about their good names than they cared about their well being.
the bouncer didn´t much bother with your Story and waved you right in when Blitz was seemingly having a Panic attack...
"Man Blitz, you´re doing great, if i didn´t know better i´d believe it no doubt." Gleaming Metal was just about to voice her opinion when you managed to stop her,
"We are not in your Workshop and not among friends, you can look the part but you must be a Lady tonight."
"Hehehe, don´t worry, honeylump, swearing is reserved for when i´m being honest."
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mingling with the guests got you nowhere, apparently most of them didn´t know why the oranges insisted on inviting them, you saw a small Memorial towards their lost family member though, Dr. Splicer had apparently tried to give him a limb he had lost back, by stimulating his bodies´ Regeneration, at first it had worked, but then a brain Tumor was diagnosed, it regenerated faster than the doctors could fight it and finally it was his death, the doctors agreed if Splicers Treatment hadn´t been administered there might´ve been a Chance. Judging Gene Splicer for that seemed unfair, that would´ve worked like a charm on any healthy pony.
"Ladies and Gentlecolts, your Attention if you please?" the call rang out through the ball room, snapping everyone´s Attention towards the far side of the room where Mosely Orange was Standing next to something covered in a blanket.
"I just know with all of my being where this is going" you deadpan.
"Oh honeylump? I really think i should take a breath of fresh air." your code for getting to the fence and telling your Boys to move in.
"Don´t be too long, Sweetheart, I get the feeling we´re getting to the main Event here." you lower your voice before adressing the rest of your entourage,
"Blitz, i need some loud noises when the party is about to start, Hulk, Keep the fans i´m about to make off the stage, tonight´s an execution, but it will be his Hairgel bathed head rolling.
On the stage meanwhile Mosely had finished ranting about the evil unicorn that treated his son like a Guinea pig.
"And now, without further ado, we can finally serve justice!" with that he pulls the blanket away, revealing None other than Dr. Gene Splicer strapped down on a table, his mouth gagged and a few quite painful looking instruments around him.
"Raise your hooves if you saw that from a mile above and away" you mutter as you and Hulk push through to the front.
"HEY HOLD ON A SECOND!" your yell had the desired effect of catching the Attention of everyone present, now you spread your wings and flew onto the stage, looking everyone over. These were all wealthy families, business friends of the Oranges no doubt, this whole thing was never meant for the victims, had you pretended to be poor they would´ve kicked you out too.
"I was just wondering where the families of the other volunteers were, this Looks like another Cocktail Party of yours, Mosely."
"It´s Mr. Orange, and These are friends of my Family that were invited. the others weren´t, and actually neither were you.
Not everyone has the stomach for Justice, they didn´t even want to hear about him."
"Ah i get it, you pretend justice to excuse your desire for revenge" your retort apparently caught everyone off guard.
"I thought you were here because you could handle it, what about your sister? She was rendered an invalid by him!"
"She was Born that way, thank you very much, and missing voice strings aside she is a very valid Pony who will now help me free the good doctor before we leave."
"NO! The bastard dies tonight!"
"The bastard dies tonight indeed, I won´t miss you." you had inched closer to the doctor´s table while talking and now you just threw the first sharp Thing in reach at Mosely. This evening would forever give you a new appreciation of what a simple Syringe could do. the pencil-thick needle had embedded itself nicely into Mr. Orange´s throat and before the guests even knew what was happening your party crasher backup had already arrived.
"No Holding back Boys, only moneybags in here, no Innocents!"
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You were just examining the last few pieces of unbroken furniture. The sign of your Revolution now adorning the wall, as the dead businessponies were stripped clean of anything that could possibly sell.
The Orange mansion was being razed for anything useful, and a few Inmates looking over the doctor, making sure he was alright.
"To think that my Sound Goals of Progress could lead to this sort of barbarism..." you felt the urge to defend your troops
"Well, Ill let the Boys know about your gratitude anyway-"
"I was talking about Orange and his yes-ponies, if These are the examples of high Society i am glad for being sent away from all that."
"Society can Change, and I plan on making that happen, sometimes you have to crack skulls for that too I guess."
"I wonder, how did you find me? i mean those goons didn´t speak at all when they took me."
"Some mare named Coldheart told us it was the Oranges"
"Coldheart? That heartless nag is here in Manehattan? Oh, I cannot possibly face her. you must remove her, YOU MUST!"
Okay, not what you expected his reaction to be, but there was apparently something between those two...