++INCOMING TRANSMISSION++ · 10:28pm Jul 30th, 2013
Cloudsdale
0840 hours
The situation was rapidly turning into a something out of an obscura-fueled nightmare. An angry mob of flying horses were carrying Macer up a flight of white marble steps, spitting out paranoid slogans and chants with zeal that would make a Redemptionist jealous.
It was strange that Discus hadn't charged off to Ponyville yet. It seemed to Macer that perhaps he was using the trial as a way to keep the crowd riled up while he figured out what to do next.
Macer was not the mob's only prisoner. Carried along like she was caught in a riptide, Rainbow Dash tried to wrench herself free from the mob's tangling hooves and wings.
“I didn't give the signal!” she yelled, straining to make herself heard over the commotion.
“I thought you'd be a bit more appreciative,” Macer shot back. “Perhaps I should have just stayed behind and had a cup of tea?”
Soon they were taken into a massive marble building with a columned front. The inside was dominated by a towering oak podium, and dozens of heavy benches were arranged in front of it.
To Macer's relief, the building had a solid stone floor. At least he didn't have to stumble like a drunkard into the trial that would decide his life or death.
“The court is now in session!” thundered Discus, trotting up to the podium. “Bring the defendants forward!” he roared, grabbing a gavel and smashing it down.
FINALLY!! :D
Any chance your "editing slave" is almost done with the chapter proper?
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He's finished. I'm just making the necessary changes.