Rarity slowly came to with Opal in her hooves, she slowly and carefully pulled herself out of bed trying not to wake her daughter. She would go to the bathroom, brush her teeth, get in a shower and then style her mane before heading down to the hangar, hopefully Coco was punctual. She really didn’t want to find out what Gilda was up to this time, the less she knew the less she could be implicated if Gilda was currently doing something illegal.
She sat in front of her vanity stroking at her lovely mane and she peered at the peacefully sleeping Opal in the mirror. She sighed, she’d have to wake her daughter and bathe her. There were still some things Opal couldn’t do for herself even if she was getting better at moving around. Sure Opal could operate the ship in her sleep and was quite adorable while doing so, but she couldn’t spend her entire life in bed.
“Opal, dear, time to wake up.” Nuzzling her daughter made Opal sleepily latch onto her.
“Five more minutes mommy.” The drowsy Opal stated before curling up against Rarity’s neck. She was in for a big surprise when she was eventually lowered into some warm water to be scrubbed and then had her pink hair brushed and combed by Rarity.
-
Rarity stepped out of the elevator while looking at a notepad, she had several ideas for a fashion line to use in the contest. With Sassy and Coco’s help she’d make a good showing of it. Looking about the hangar she saw that Gilda was once again building something unique, it actually looked like a fighter this time or the frame for one at least.
Not seeing Coco around, Rarity decided to first call Trapeze to see how she was doing and pulled out her data pad. Once Rarity started the call it only took a few seconds for Trapeze to respond.
“Hello Trapeze, is everything okay with you? Well good, could you maybe check up on Tree Hugger in the station’s hospital for me? I’m worried about her. Okay, thanks darling, that’s all I needed.” A pause and Rarity tapped her hoof against the ground listening to Trapeze talk about adding a new member to her troupe. “No I don’t mind, it’s your business after all Ms. Star. We have plenty of room on the Shining Jewel for this mister… Trouble Shoes is it? Just makes sure he doesn’t cause too many problems for me and I’m sure we’ll get along just splendidly. Well okay then, we’ll talk later Ms. Star. Fine, we’ll talk later my wonderful friend Trapeze.”
Rarity smiled as she put away her data pad and moved over to see what Gilda was up to, she wondered what was taking Coco so long to arrive. Coco was usually more punctual than this, Rarity knew Coco was on the ship and her friend hardly ever failed to be reliable and forthwith about things. Speaking of forthwith her friend had an insane work ethic that she needed to cut back on a bit.
“Gilda, dare I ask, what are you making this time?” Rarity watched as Gilda stop banging a hammer against the metal frame and turned to her.
“Hey Boss Lady, making a fighter and not the one of my dreams. I’m actually getting so close to doing that, I can practically taste the fuel my baby will use. This will actually be for Lightning.” Gilda slapped the hammer against the sturdy frame roughly, it didn’t shudder in the slightest. “She needs a fighter as she’s slowly going mad with just piloting Ember’s Pyrrhic Victory, Greta will be around to inform you about the personal shielding system we worked on for your protection. Oh and if you are listening Opal, schedule a meeting with the Masseuse to work all the building stress out of Lightning will you! If she’s going to be the Garage Griffon test pilot, then she’s going to need to be of sound mind. I know for a fact that her body is just fine the way it is…”
Sounds like Gilda and Lightning had another tryst with one another and Rarity wasn’t going to ask. She wouldn’t ask so long as it didn’t have any negative effect on the overall performance or mentality of her lovely crew. She didn’t really have to focus on it and it wasn’t any of her concern aside from wanting to gossip about it. Even if some of the crew enjoyed getting dirty like Rover, Gilda and Greta, she let them do what they did best and she was getting all the benefits thereof instead of micromanaging them.
“Can do Aunt Gilda.” Chirped Opal, she was in the cafeteria getting breakfast from Coriander. One of these days Rarity was going to have to find out what kind of range her daughter had when it came to operating the Shining Jewel. It would be fun to go to a nicer planet to spend time with her daughter bonding together, also she needed to go back to Equus to let Sweetie Belle know she had a niece.
It started to make Rarity wonder how she was going to break it to her parents that they were grandparents to a supposed ‘Cacceran’ with her genetics in it.
“Well, can you tell me how Saffron is doing being cooped up here?” It was easy for Rarity to guess that Coriander wouldn’t mind being cooped up on the ship like Vera was. Saffron was actually a more valid worry of Rarity’s. Lightning could fly around the air space of Nocturne provided she didn’t power up the weapons she would be left mostly alone unless she was flying near the Selengard or Nocturne. “I fear she might be getting antsy.”
“Surprisingly, she’s only complaining mildly about things and is pretty good at keeping a lid on her vigilantism.” All that Gilda needed to be pleased was tons of metal, parts and supplies to build with and she was happy. She would even state as such to her boss. “I swear being on your crew is so cozy that it’s hard for anyone to complain all too much Boss Lady, not to mention you’re still paying everyone too much.”
“I think you absolutely deserve the pay you’re getting, with all the amazing things you make and how you protected my interests. Don’t think I didn’t notice the smell of blood coming in from our visit to Selengard, do I want to even know?” It was just one of those times Rarity felt like talking up Gilda. “I’m getting the better deal out of this with an incredible maintenance and repair team. A team that can also make things and not just fix what’s breaking, but also improve on it.”
“No you don’t and thanks Boss Lady, you know I need to have my ego stroked once in a while.” As a griffon that was a given on Gilda’s part as she smirked in Rarity’s direction. The lion bird hopped off the metallic framework and made her way over to Rarity. “So who are you waiting on?”
“I’m waiting on Coco, you have to remember that Tree Hugger told her something that upset her and I fear that it is having more of an effect on her than she let…” Staring at the elevator as it opening into section three of the hangar, Rarity trailed of upon seeing a horrific sight. It was Coco’s bedraggled looking appearance and her mane was a mess, she didn’t look to have slept a wink. “On… Coco, hold it right there!”
“Rarity I…” Started a tired eyed Coco who immediately found a hoof held up to her face and she instantly became quiet, soon Rarity was pulling her emergency care kit from her saddle bag.
This was an emergency of the greatest order, which required Rarity’s care kit which was an idea she got from how prepared Pinkie Pie was for most things. Whichever Pinkie Pie she was thinking of, Rarity didn’t need to know if there were more than two of Pinkie within the same universe. Pinkie Pie had hidden party supplies on every space station in the pony sectors. She only knows the location of three of those stashes and she has at least three more in each location she found a stash in.
Her care kit was a brush, a comb, a bit of makeup and some bottled calming scents that she personally enjoyed. She immediately pulled Coco into a hug, then backed off to start combing her tail and brushing her mane wielding the two objects in her magic with precision.
“Coco dear, maybe you should get some more sleep before you show me what you wanted to.” It didn’t take Rarity even thirty seconds to get Coco’s mane in order and her tail no longer look like a wet mop had snuggle with her tail in some strange love affair. Rarity was going to order Opal to push Coco for the next session before Lightning. “I can work on my fashion line for the contest with Sassy while you get some rest, you look simply terrible darling. Opal schedule Coco a session with Vera as soon as she wakes up, tell Saffron I need a cup of warm milk and I expect you to get a lullaby playing for Coco after she’s had her drink.”
“Aye aye captain mom, Vera’s schedule is pretty clear already so I’m penciling Coco in right now!” How Opal could be so cheerful in the face of the horrid wreck that Coco currently was made her seem brave in Rarity’s eyes. In reality it was just Rarity overreacting to one of her friends not taking care of themselves properly.
“But…” Coco tried only to be turned around and pushed back towards the elevator by Rarity.
“The only butt here, is yours going back to bed my dear Coco.” Rarity slowly managed to gain ground and Coco was too tired to fight off her worried friend.
-
After she’s had a nice nap where she was watched like a hawk to make sure she slept, Coco was led by Rarity to the cafeteria where they sat down together.
“I’m sorry Rarity...” If one were to look at Coco right now, she’d come off like a properly scolded filly.
“No, you are not, it’s not your fault that you were having troubles sleeping… even I’m having the same problems at times.” It was just that Rarity hid her sleepless nights better and she was a professional at hiding how tired she was at times. Three attempts on her life and Coco thinks she can just laugh that off? What kind of impervious impression did she give to her friends by hiding all the stress she was under at times? “You need a stress relieving session and I’m going to make sure you get to it. I need one myself personally, but less so than Lightning apparently. So what was it you wanted to show me?”
“Oh right, it’s a multi-purpose battery that’s separate from a battery equipped impulse saddle and it’s kind of an accessory to the accessory...” The impulse saddle did technically count as an accessory to the EVA suit and that’s why Coco was so good at making them. She reached into her saddle bags and pulled out a white cylinder with a rounded hexagonal ends, along the cylinder was an indented black line. Pushing both ends inward while twisting them, the line lit up in red, yellow and then green. It showed that the battery was quite full sitting at green. She untwist the ends back to their original position and looked at Rarity while showing it to her. “It can be equipped on to the EVA suit directly or onto an Impulse Saddle for varying reasons. One would be extra battery power for a battery equipped impulse saddles, you can even attach it to suit directly using the same connection points the impulse saddle uses. It isn’t difficult to attach and I can see many uses for it, plus there’s something I’ve been researching into about keeping this battery charged.”
“I think you’re making a remarkable good pitch so far darling, well at least now that you are rested and didn’t have any problems sleeping.” Rarity wanted to know what was so special about the cylinder. “What exactly is special about it? Lots of races make their own form of batteries, did you know for instance that Parascine make their batteries out of highly acidic mushrooms? Apparently those batteries are more effective in the tentacles of a Parascine or underwater at the very least.”
“That’s just the thing, this battery can be charged on almost anything!” Now Coco seemed excited and Rarity perked up a bit to see her friend was feeling better. “You can charge it with body heat, you can shake it violently to charge it with kinetic energy, like my battery equipped impulse saddles sunlight works too and it might even take magic as something you can charge it up with. Greta said she wanted to use my battery design in the next Ar-Mare-Do-Well suit. Greta, the griffon we both know, is a genius and she likes my prototype super battery. That means I’ve really got something here, only I can’t make these batteries any smaller than this or else they would lose all effectiveness.”
“Coco, you’ve always had impulse saddles and nobody can seriously question your work ethic.” That was something Rarity figured Coco was always proud about and here it sounded like she was denying her own achievements.
“You and Sassy both helped me design that, this is something I’ve been working towards on the side. It kind of helped that I created the battery utility function on the saddle and now I’ve got this.” Well a battery that recharged itself over time was certainly an achievement, but Coco knew there were still a few problems. “Greta estimated that this battery can keep going for a while, she said I could use a five year warranty with it as it is. The only problem is the recharge degradation.”
“If you can attach it to an EVA suit as you say Coco, does that mean you can use it to power a pinpoint puller?” The curious look on her friends face was adorable, it looked to Rarity that she was being quite thoughtful about the question.
“No I couldn’t… I could use it to effectively power two! That is if Sassy has the bugs in her second generation pinpoint pullers worked out, shortened energy whips aren’t very useful. Well except for the one time Saffron used it to save Rover from that scary human.” Having seen the footage of it, Coco never wanted to meet Perja anywhere. Not even in broad daylight surrounding by professional bodyguards specifically meant to protect her. Saffron wasn’t sure if she survive what happened on Applon Five, but Coco didn’t think that a human that ridiculously strong would go down without having half her brain destroyed and her heart ripped out of her chest and buried upside down in burial mound circled by several kinds of salt. A Voodoo ritual was optional to that and Coco would still pay for the extra to make sure that person never attack her friends again. She felt bad for thinking all that, but if that was who she had to kill… well she would be less distressed than she currently was. “We’re still selling first generation pinpoint pullers well enough, though we have been trying to improve on the battery life. This is one of the solutions to doing so.”
“Well see to it that it gets its proper testing Coco, make sure that it’s sound and stable before we put any sort of production of it on order.” A regenerating power source was nothing to sneeze at, though Rarity was quite sure that it didn’t get very much energy from all the things Coco said it could. It was still nice to hear about and she was being her supportive self as per usual. “How fast does it recharge when not plugged into a reactor or other power sources?”
“Quite fast actually, shaking it up or moving around with it for... let’s say five minutes is enough to charge up the battery for one pinpoint puller use.” It took a bit of studying to make and Coco hugged the end results to her chest with a small smile on her face, she was proud of this object and Rarity could understand being proud of something you made with your own magic or two hooves. “I kind of got the idea from the fact that we’re over the planet of Nocturne, this is a battery that doesn’t need solar power to work and can be recharged while on the run.”
“If you’re feeling better, you can help me and Sassy come up with a simply dazzling fashion line to use for the contest Coco.” Here Rarity watched as Coco brightened up so more and was happy to see her friend smile even if she was going to cause someone’s demise. She’d never hold it against Coco, because Coco likely wasn’t going do it on purpose. “I’m thinking of a glittering purple fabric that’s both sturdy and beautiful to look at, it breaths and is quite silky smooth on the fur. In fact it’s something I’ve been developing for quite a while after being inspired by what you and Sassy have done thus far.”
“Rarity, you design entirely effective and fashionable EVA suits, said EVA suits are entirely your design to begin with!” Choked out Coco who looked flummoxed with Rarity. “You’re the most inspiring pony I know, I don’t feel like an inspiration compared to you.”
“You are darling and that’s one of the many reasons we’re the best of friends.” Rarity put a comforting hoof on top of Coco’s and smiled at her. “Whatever comes, we’ll still be friends. Why, if you end up married to Greta, then I’m doing your wedding dress.”
“Rarity!” Said a suddenly flustered Coco who knew her friend was just kidding about marrying the griffon.
“I’m still doing a wedding dress whenever you get around to finding love, all my prospects are shriveled up as it were.” The long line of poor attempts at a stallion led to Rarity thinking of a future, whoever they were they’d have to accept Opal even if she liked them a lot personally and that just added more parameters to an ideal perfect stallion.
Rarity was trying to lower her expectations for true love, not increase them by a significant margin that already made it impossible for her to find someone worth sleeping next to. Still increase her expectations with Opal in mind and finding a significant other was sadly shelfed in the things Rarity would never achieve in her lifetime.
At least Rarity had family already and wonderful daughter to dote on. Wait, wouldn’t her daughter have an equally poor love life because of what she is? Rarity was a bit depressed thinking about it. Idly, she wondered who was checking in on Ember at the moment.
-
A vortex of flashing metal whirled about the room and suddenly it all stopped, the blade and inch from Chrysalis’s throat and the Changeling didn’t look worried in the slightest about it.
“What do you want Crystal-san?” Trouble was on the horizon and she was practicing her technique and power.
“You’re elegant and beautiful, intelligent and deadly, graceful and powerful. So you should know that’s all quite an attractive combination to me.” Here Chrysalis smiled despite the sword at her throat that could have cut her head clean off and she wouldn’t have minded if it had nicked her throat a bit. The Changeling Queen thought Sassy had too much control over herself, she could have at least redirected the sword into her left shoulder instead of avoiding injuring her entirely. Maybe stab her through the back and out the chest? “That said, can we go on a fruit?”
“You mean a date.” The bland tone Sassy said this in was met with an even brighter smile.
“Yes, a fruit, exactly like I said.” Chrysalis had bothered to look up what dating was on her infernal half exploded data pad. Eh, she had plenty of reinforced spares. “Why I believe we’d be quite fruity together!”
“You’re ridiculous.” Even as she said this Sassy still snorted a bit at Chrysalis’s attempt to ask her on a date.
“Hey, going on fruits is a way that ponies bond and become special with one another right? If you want me to do things like a pony, then I’m showing you that I can in fact change.” Here Chrysalis thrusted her hoof towards the ceiling. “That’s the very philosophy of my entire race for crying out loud! We’re changing all the time, usually into different ponies, but we also change in heart, spirit and how we treat others. We’re really good actors like that…”
“Where is this date going to take place if I agreed to it?” Not that Sassy would, she was just going to humor Chrysalis for the moment.
“Well on fruits of course! A few plums, some apples, grapes, blackberries… not nourishing for me, but I like sweet stuff well enough.” It was hard to tell if Chrysalis was being serious or not, because at this point Sassy was afraid that she was. “Bananas would be nice, but you’re not an alicorn so we wouldn’t be able to get the full enjoyment out of it. If you did become an alicorn however…”
“Chrysalis, if I were to order you to go to Coco for advice in dating, would you actually do it?” Okay this was kind of sad and Sassy didn’t know how to break it to Chrysalis what she was doing wrong.
“No, I wouldn’t, because I’ll figure it all out on my own eventually and I have my pride.” It was assured that Chrysalis would have to at this rate to earn a modicum of real love from Sassy. “Though if you could give me hints in semaphore, that would be much easier for me to understand.”
“You don’t understand dating, but you understand semaphore?” It was more for Sassy’s curiosity than anything as she sheathed her sword and sat on the exercise rooms floor with her hind legs crossed.
“Well yes, Changelings are quite prolific in understanding various languages, most forms of signaling and basically cryptology overall.” Here Chrysalis narrowed her eyes at Sassy and rubbed her chin. “Yet from you I keep getting mixed signals.”
“I’m the one giving you mixed signals?” It was a bit absurd to Sassy and it made her chuckle quite a bit, considering Chrysalis was a grab bag of mixed signals. If you overlooked all Chrysalis’s weirdness, she was both quite intelligent and exceedingly dumb at the same time. It would be hard for anyone else to pull that off expertly, especially if Sassy hadn’t seen Chrysalis’s smarter side. Sassy would almost swear that the smarter side didn’t exist, since it was so hard to tell what was acting stupid and what wasn’t with Chrysalis.
“Well yeah, you keep making me like you all the more with your every action, but you hold me so coldly at a hoof’s length.” Chrysalis threw a leg around Sassy and snuggled her. “To be fair it’s a big turn on for me really, to be teased this much by someone so…”
“Fine, we’ll go on a date.” It surprised Sassy as much as it did Chrysalis of what she just agreed to, Sassy hurried up to clarify. “I have to be the one to set it up though, as you have absolutely no clue what you’re doing at all. I’ll give you one date.”
“I take it that pears, passion fruit, cherries, strawberries and whipped cream won’t be involved will it?” Okay, what kind of ideas did Chrysalis get about dating that involved her being this dim on the subject? Though Sassy could kind of guessed that Chrysalis’s idea of dating might involve licking tasty substances off one another. “Can we still do it with chocolate sauce if fruit isn’t your thing?”
“I’m not going to dignify that with a more detailed response.” It was getting into uncomfortable territories and Sassy did not want to consider or think of Chrysalis as becoming a tasty treat. She made her way for the nearby door. “When I’m done planning the date I’ll give you an hour to prepare for it and before that hour starts I’ll tell you exactly how a real date is supposed to go. Until then, find something else to do other than bugging me or anyone else.”
“That’s my special talent though, I just can’t stop bugging people and it’s my favorite form of entertainment. Would you rather I went back to kidnapping ponies?” Whined Chrysalis who wanted to at least do nice things for Sassy and earn her favor. It seems she would have to try harder, she did at least get Sassy to laugh a bit. “I wouldn’t be a proper Changeling Queen if I wasn’t at least doing something annoying, crazy or both.”
-
“Okay Rarity, here’s the scoop on what will be your personal defense for the near future until I can come up with something better.” Started of Greta with a bit of stylish twirl for flair as she held up a device the size of Rarity’s hoof in her talons. The object looked like it unfolded and attached to either the belly or back of the user. “While not very powerful, these personal shield generators can take a few direct shots before failing. On a battery equipped saddle they can last a bit longer and will be much stronger, especially when it’s integrated into the next Ar-Mare-Do-Well power armor design. Purple is for full power, when it turns to orange it’s lost some of its protectiveness and when it drops down to yellow the shield is about to be pushed beyond its limits before collapsing.”
Rarity was sitting down in the administrative room on deck one and she stared at the device she was going to have on her for the entirety of her time down on the planet of Nocturne. She wasn’t going to snub the device if it actually saved her life. It didn’t look pretty, but if it worked as advertised then Rarity wasn’t about to complain as her life was more important than her appearance and Opal’s life was more important than hers which is why she wasn’t going down to Nocturne with the possible chance that someone might still be out to kill her.
“How much can it take exactly?” It would certainly help Rarity if she knew this, having a personal shield would stop her from dying the next time she was shot at. “Give me more of an idea of what one of these will and can do Greta.”
“To start off it activates to deflect ranged projectiles that are coming at you above a certain velocity. It then deflects the projectile or if it can’t do that, it then mitigates the damage you would have taken by a large margin. Basically anything that is in melee or point blank range won’t be stopped by the shields, they are only effective at stopping things fired from more than a foot away from you.” AS she lectured Greta was happy to have worked on something that might keep her Boss Lady alive. After the three attempts on Rarity’s life while on the nearby space station, Greta definitely knew that Rarity needed one of these like yesterday. “The shields will take a direct rocket blast if it’s purple and only one at that. Anything lower than purple and it will only take shots from handheld firearms. At maximum it can mitigate about six direct shots from a material or energy rifle before it starts getting weak. This personal shield is really good at deflection though, so if you’re moving it’s more effective at protecting you. Just don’t expect it to stand up to a gunship or to make you invincible. We managed to shoot through the robotic wolves shields on Applon Five, so that gives you an idea as to how effective they can be even with the minor improvements I and Gilda made to their overall design.”
If Rarity was keen on going down to Nocturne and not leaving this system immediately, then she was going to need a personal energy shield. Greta certainly would not let the Boss Lady leave without one in her possession.
“So I stay out of up close confrontations and it is more effective when moving from cover to cover, got it.” After Rarity took in Greta’s cheerful and relieved smile, she was definitely not going to Nocturne without this thing active the second she stepped off of Caravel Boutique. All Rarity had to do was finish her pieces for the fashion contest and hopefully avoid being shot at by anyone else, she wasn’t going to try and find love anymore and would just have to let it find her. “How many of these do we have and do you have enough for everyone going down to Nocturne?”
“We only have four working units. That should be enough for you, Coco, Sassy and one other when you go to Nocturne. Here’s how you activate and deactivate it.” Going through the motions, Greta showed Rarity exactly how it worked. “I’ll soon be busy working on Saffron’s new powered armor, I might just have it ready in time by the time you need to go down there. If you’re willing to wait a day or two I’ll definitely have it done.”
“The contest is still a few days off, so I’m sure you’ll have plenty of time Greta.” Hugging the griffon and thanking her for her good work, Rarity was about ready to leave the room with a personal shield generator. “I’ll be taking Saffron along, you said you can integrate a shield system into the powered armor?”
“Yeah, it’ll at least make her last longer while suited up.” Longer than last time, Greta thought of how little Saffron came back with the last time. “This will be especially useful after her previous armor was ripped to shreds and it’ll save on the materials we would need to make repairs or outright having to build new powered armor from scratch every single time she gets into a vicious fight.”
“Thank you Greta darling, you’re a most splendid engineer and I’m glad that we’re friends. I wouldn’t want to be your enemy after seeing what your creation Viral could do.” Rarity meant every bit of praise, Greta deserved it even if she did make a few mistakes on their last escapade. “I really have to thank you for caring so much about me and the others.”
Turning to leave, Rarity got a few steps before she felt Greta’s claws on her withers and she stopped to look at the griffon who was giving her a small smile before hugging her.
“Oh and Rarity, Boss Lady, I hope you do well in the contest.” There was still one issue Greta decided to address, it’s what the crew knew about Tree Hugger’s predictions.
“Why thank you for the support Greta.” Well at least Rarity knew her griffons weren’t idle in their jobs, now if she could find something more important for Lightning to do.
“I know Tree Hugger makes scarily accurate predictions about what’s going to happen, but even I’m doubting Coco would kill someone.” It sounded like Greta was trying to reach for an answer to the conundrum that was Gilda’s favorite stalker, which she was completely jealous of as she was supposed to be the favored stalker. “Maybe there was something that Tree Hugger said or the way she phrased it that left it open to interpretation?”
“Not really, you can’t get any worse sounding than explicitly causing someone’s demise through action or inaction.” While Rarity didn’t think there was any way it could be interpreted differently, Greta looked like she had something to say. “What is it?”
“Demise… that’s rather specific of her. Whatever she says usually gets interpreted in certain ways when usually it’s either different literally or metaphorically.” After that Greta muttered something as she made her way back to working on version two of Saffron’s powered armor using data from the previous suit. “Tree wouldn’t necessarily avoid the word kill, but that’s just from knowing her as well as me and Gilda do. It could be less important than Coco is making it out to be, Tree Hugger never comes right out and states what she’s actually talking about. Whatever she says, aside from her and Gilda being earth and sky, leads to unusual circumstances and is never what you think it is and you only know after the fact. The way she worded Coco causing someone’s demise through action or inaction is rather odd.”
“I’m finding it very odd myself, there’s no way Tree can possibly be right unless circumstances conspire to have Coco kill someone for a very good reason.” Rather Rarity would refuse to believe it if Coco did end up causing someone’s demise and that it was even an impossible to avoid occurrence just because one pony said it was.
Of course Tree took some serious injuries because she was certainly aware of the attempts on Rarity’s life, so that had Rarity more worried about Coco’s mental state. That is why Coco was with Vera at the moment, knowing that you might or might not do something as specific as involving death was quite stressful.