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// Doubts 
// Story: Fallout Equestria: Final Message 
// by errant 
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Vinyl clip-clopped back into the confines of her room. No matter where she went, she couldn't escape the feeling of being entombed. At least in here she could have some space to herself, though. So many ponies tried crowding themselves into the Atrium that it was practically standing room only a lot of the time.

Not that Vinyl didn't get it, though. Ponies need other ponies.

Right now, she needed Octavia. Of course, she was far away from her right now. But, the magic of technology at least let her words reach her in some way. And that was almost good enough.

She sat down, logging into her terminal and reading Octavia's message. She facehoofed, realizing that she had forgotten one very important detail about Stable 29. 

She typed her response out with a series of clicks.



Tavi, we don’t have an Overmare, remember? Stable 29 is supposed to be remotely controlled by Stable-Tec. I’d pretty much just be asking the walls and I don’t think they’re gonna answer.



She paused, lost in thought for a second. She debated putting it into words, even. But in the end, she decided that Octavia should know her thoughts. She deserved that much.



You know what, though? If the megaspells really do fall, who the hay is gonna be left up there to run this place? Seems kind of like a dumb design to me. Kinda makes me wonder what Stable-Tec was thinking when they designed this place.













Vinyl,

My apologies, love. I had forgotten about your Stable’s unique design. I suppose we shall just have to be patient. It surely can’t be much longer. These ponies have families and jobs that they can’t be away from forever. I’m sure Stable-Tec knows that. With any luck, we’ll both be home before we know it. And I'm certain that Stable-Tec wouldn't be so foalish as to take any risks with these Stables, given how important they might be.

Love,
Octavia