A green pegasus land at the gravesite, walking a distance to a smooth stone, the colt on the stone turned and saw her, he was annoyed by her appearance, why does she showing up frequently, he forgot his answer to that question, he bets she doesn’t have the active currency for the authorization and she only collected 100 more bits then last time; she could tell he was annoyed she was there; geez, he must be one heck of a solo assassin? Lighting Dust was about to start a sentence but was cut off by the annoyed assassin.
“Before you say anything, do you have the right currency? I assume no since the last time which is almost the same amount of time periodically to this visit, you only gained 100 more bits, so I assume you only have 100 more bits than the last time you showed up, right?”
Comber explained gently. Lighting Dust wasn’t that shocked he already caught on to her habit; he was very optimistic; she smiled at the black colt, before speaking.
“You are correct with that deduction, I’m not too surprise since you are optimistic.”
Lighting Dust’s voice was happy, but she wants him to know about the funeral that is to come. Her face turned casual as she looked at the assassin, who looked bored and no fatigue at all. This place is still spooky as it is at night.
“I’m optimistic at somethings, such as battling, But deductions are easy to catch on to when they occur too often. Know please tell me why you bother me much so?”
The assassin asked sighing at lighting; she always shows up with 100 more bits and it’s just as annoying.
“Are you going to Fluttershy’s funeral? It’s at noon today, I assume you might already know about it... Hmm...?”
The Pegasus said suspecting him to be Fluttershy’s killer. The assassin could tell by her voice she knew he was the cause of Fluttershy’s death, but it doesn’t matter at all, like sticks against iron, the executive branch can’t do a thing; if they tried, maybe that’ll be fun at least? And yes he’s going to the funeral, he didn’t want to end her, but duty calls and a target is a job, so he’ll show up at least.
“Yes I’m going to the funeral, are you also going, if so, please try to not bother me as much; get the number of bits and we’ll talk business, alright?”
Comber told the pegasus pleasingly; he doubts she’ll listen to him as she hasn’t so far. Lighting Dust laughed, she won’t bother him, unless she has the correct amount of bits in her hoofs. She lied to herself. She flew up in the air, preparing to leave and head to Ponyville for the funeral. She wondered if he likes his job or does he do it for fun or income? She remembers his house and it was big and large and more sophisticated than these houses in Ponyville, and definitely that stone he lays on; it can’t be comfortable, she would rather lay on a cloud before a stone, even if that stone looked another than the cloud.
“Alright, but I would say it’s messed up for the killer-!”
Comber cut into the sentence.
“Assassin.”
Comber calmly added; Lighting Dust continuing with her sentence.
“To be heading and attending at his victim’s funeral.”
Comber started to question if she knew or not because her voice sounded sarcastic, and wanted to be questioned. He’s not going there for the goods at all; he’s going to attend to donate and to learn a little about that shy yellow Pegasus. She thought wrong.
“First of all, do you even know I killed Fluttershy or not? Because your voice sounded unsure; and second, I’m attending to donate to her lost; not to feast or dwell around in pleasure. Now, may I asked why are you going, wasn’t it for Rainbow Dash’s friends and her for kicking you from the Wonderbolts?”
Comber defensively struck her with nostalgia. She was a little agitated by Comber’s remark, but calmed down easy, after all, she was kinda rude to him initially. He sounded defensive which means he must’ve killed Fluttershy because he also changed the subject.
“Yes, it was indeed Rainbow Dash, or should I rephrase that last name to " Crash?” Doesn’t matter it was her and her friend’s fault for getting me ejected from the academy. You also a Unicorn right, because after her death, the body was recovered with only a fatal stab wound, assassins would surely know how to quickly kill a job, especially if they are vicious when angry. It couldn’t have been that insane earth pony because he uses a hatchet instead of a knife, so it has to be you!?”
She’s quite the detective; why does she scout Ponyville anyway, could that be how she’s collecting the bits need for her revenge? It doesn’t matter as long as she got the currency. He won’t confess he did or not, so... She needs to drop it.
“I don’t understand why you trying to make me confess, it won’t work, you seem like you more of a detective than a flyer who performs air stunts, how about you become a detective then?”
Comber gave the green Orange eyes Pegasus recommendation for a new career, she Chuckled, she has a little bit of a bad record because of that stupid accident at the Wonderbolts academy, so most likely not; she also doesn’t want to be a detective, she just curious if he killed Fluttershy or not? She also wanted to pester him, which didn’t work.
“No thanks... That would mean I’ll have to arrest you and I don’t want to do that.”
Lighting Dust fearfully said before laughing. She knew she wouldn’t be able to arrest him, he would injury her badly if she tried. Comber wanted to laugh at Lighting Dust’s joke, he could tell she knew she could not arrest him.
“Bad suggestion then, right?”
Comber friendly asked the pegasus. It was silly to think she could become a detective and arrest him.
“Yeah, it was. I’ll see you at the funeral!” Bye!”
The Pegasus blades of the north of Ponyville, that where the funeral going to be held, at the central part of Ponyville. Comber laid on his rock, gazing at the cloudy sky, no sun to overheat you is always good. He got up and sat down on the stone; Checking his watch for any new jobs; there’s none to be found; this caused the assassin to sigh. He turned his watch’s screen off before just sitting down, maybe he’ll meditate while waiting for the funeral?