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>>42623988
>You gingerly knock on her door before you hear a gruff grunt from her inside letting you know you're free to enter.
>Stepping in you see she's been swamped in work recently too: Her normal pristine and organized office is in a state of 'organized chaos' with forms and files scattered across every available flat surface.
>Her name is 'Melted Stamp' and she used to be a bit of a spunky Earth pony. She has a short fiery mane an a smoky Maroon coat.
>She's been trying to quit smoking for the past year, unsuccessfully. Her office reeks of it still.
>You remember her being just a senior Mailpony when you got hired, always the life of the Mailroom, always inviting you out for drinks or some other fun activity after work.
>Then she got a promotion to avoid getting laid off, and it's clear she absolutely hates having all this responsibility and is drowning in work. Her energetic side seemed to be grinding away as you've been noticing bags under her eyes as of late.
>She glances up at you over the stacks of papers creating a mountain ridge line across her desk.
>"What is it now?"
>You flash the little Job Ticket at her, she squints for a moment as her tired eyes take a moment to focus on it but then she lets out an 'ah!' and smiles.
>"Good, some initiative! I was about to think everyone was too chicken to check it out. I figured that absurd Commission would have Mailmares clawin' each others eyes out over it, but I guess no one's got that spunk in 'em anymore..."
>Melted dives head first into the pile of papers on her desk, digging out a clipboard and bringing out your Mailpony Profile out of a filing cabinet.
>She sets it on the desk while continuing her search for scattered papers related to the job, you haven't actually seen your profile since being hired, so you glance at it to see what she's been writing about you.
>It's also a way to avoid looking at her perky flank as she accidentally moons you.

>META INFO: We'll be using an altered form of the Simple D6 system. Rolls will only be called when there's a potential result for catastrophe or if I'm unsure of the exact result. Results of 5-6 are successes. 4 is a 'Yes, but...' or a middling results. 1-3 are failures. You will start with 3 Skills and 1 Quality. Skills are specific fields your character is good at. Qualities are just a general feature about them like 'Smart' or 'Hot' or 'Strong'. If a Skill or Quality would be relevant to a test I'll let you roll another d6 and take the better result.
>I'll often give a bonus dice too if you have a good idea or clever solution to a problem.
>To vote on Quality and Skills, just reply to this post and be sure to have 3 Skills.

>>42623993
Let's start with some simple skills, Intelligent, charismatic and efficient (at using the pegasus wings to get to destinations)

>>42623993
>rape

>>42624452
is this a skill or a quality

>>42624494
yes

>>42623993
How big is the package?
Why were they going to fire her, did something happen? Did they try to fire us at this time as well?
Who decides on and pays the commission, the client or the office? What happens to the money once the offer is expired and the delivery is assigned?
>>42623988
What a lovely cactus. Look, it even has a little cactus friend!
Character concept: a wiry felon.
Skills: intimidation, field repair, knowing when to bail.
Quality: impressionable. Act spunky around Melted until the status effect wears off. Or, if you want something more positive, sturdy.

>>42623993
Charismatic seems helpful like >>42624450 suggested, for the other two maybe stealth and speed

>>42624450
>>42624760
>>42624452
>>42624808
>META INFO: Votes overwhelmingly seem to be for Female. For race it's close between Pegasi and Bat Pony, but Pegasi wins by a single vote. If we want we can say the PC is a Mix who has some minor bat features like fangs.

>You get a glance at the folder and catch a few descriptions for you:
>Charismatic. Punctual. Sharp. Efficient.
>Although there's some less praise worthy things on there too...
>Sneaky. Scheming. Former Criminal Record.
>That was supposed to be wiped from your record already! She shouldn't be keeping it in your file...
>You perk up as she turns around and sets a very small package in front of you. Sealed in with extensive 'HANDLE WITH CARE' wrapping all over it.
>"Alright, it's only 6 pounds for this package. The location is Baltimare. Simple right? Wrong."
>She pulls up her clipboard, bringing out her reading glasses to read the text. She grimaces before putting them on, self conscious how they make her look.
>"There's no legible address on this muzzlescratch, all we got is a name: Godspeed."
>That doesn't really sound like a normal pony name, but at least it's...Unique?
>"Client paid top Bits for this though, for discretion, for making sure this delivery would go through...The Commission is just a fraction of what the client paid."
>So they must've paid A LOT of money for this...why do it through the public Mailpony Service though?
>You guess it may be because the Service is rather...almost ritualistically dedicated to Client Satisfaction.
>Full delivery in a timely fashion or a full refund. You do not inspect packages, ever. You are not allowed to open a package obviously either too.

>>42625085
So head to Balti, ask around about this Godspeed, and end up giving the package to a wrong pony because there's no way to confirm his identity. Anything else? Is anypony coming to look for us in case we disappear? Is there a Mailmare office in Baltimare? Are we allowed to speak to the client or know his name? At least, is it a first time client or somebody with a reputation to match ours?
Make a copy of this package to give it to any robbers.

>>42625163
"So...If we only have a name how am I supposed to confirm their identity?"
>Melted pulls out a little contact card and slides it over. It's filled out in slightly better writing listing the address and phone number of a certain 'Evergreen Moonchild'. Picture shows a Bat Pony who looks like she hasn't ever left her Scenekid faze.
>That's sooo last year.
>"The 'Emergency Contact' Information is legible. Poke her for information. You should also talk to the Baltimare Mailmares there, they might know a bit more about this whole thing than us back in bumblefuck Ponyville."
>Ugh, true, this place is a bit of a dump...Nothing exciting ever happens here.
"Still since this is some sort of super important package do I get any...like...decoys or protection or anything? What if someone tries to Rob me?"
>"Pfft, C'mon Moonbeam, Baltimare isn't that bad!"
"It might be! Have you seen the news!?"
>"All bullshit, I bet if you only saw the news about Canterlot you'd think it's some lawless shithole too. But sure, I can give you some filler packages if you want...otherwise though we don't exactly encourage our Mailmares to bw packin' heat..."
>She looks around, making sure no one is peeking into her office before she reaches into a drawer by her messy desk and pulls something out.
>She sets a revolver on the Desk in front of you.
>"...But it's not disallowed!"
>That doesn't exactly make you feel any better about this job at all.
>You must've made a face because she starts scrambling, her hat falling off onto her desk as she jolts up.
>"Moonie c'mon! Look, this is a big job, a HUGE job honestly. You know how fucking bad it's gonna look for me, look for you too, if we fumble this? 'Oh sorry guys we didn't get this thousand of Bits delivery done because we were scared'!?"
>Decent point, you're still not exactly thrilled about it.
>On the other hoof this sure beats Delivering Dildos to the mansions of Canterlot Housewives.

>>42625454
Yeah whatever let's do it. Let's hope she has a retirement plan ready for when we fuck it up and mysteriously disappear with the package.

>>42625454
Ah right, almost forgot! Double our moneys.

Rolled 1, 6 = 7 (2d6)

>>42625638
>>42625670
"Fine, I'll do it. Not gonna bail you out if something goes wrong though."
>Melted pops up again with a smile.
>"Great! They didn't pay for expedited delivery, so you got a week to get this thing delivered."
>You're pretty sure it'd been sitting on the board for a week already but...whatever
>Still, you hope you can milk this for a bigger payout...
"...But is the Commission negotiable? If this is really a big deal I think I should get a bigger cut for this..."
>Melted slouches back in her seat, giving you a bit of a sour look with a loud hum as she weighs her options.

>ROLL: Extra dice with Charismatic Quality, still leaving voting for Skills open.

>>42623993
Skills:
Stealth
Perception (strong senses, can also read ponies well)
Nimble (fast mover and very flexible)

Rolled 6, 5 = 11 (2d6)

>>42626996

>>42626996
Can we get a list of accepted skills? Also a bit more info on qualities

>>42626996
>>42627137
>"...Fine, How does 90k Bits sound? That's the cap of the Percentage of what I can give as a Commission anyway."
"May as well round it to 100k at that rate for little ole me..."
>You flutter your eyes in a jokey way, but you do remember how your boss looked at you during those nights at the bar sometimes...
>She sighs and rolls her eyes.
>"Fine 100k. You got double out of me but that's only because we're fucked if this doesn't pull through..."
>She pretends to be pissed but you can hear the hidden smile she's trying to suppress in her voice.
>Great, this should make this whole ordeal worth it at least...
>She stands up with a stretch, looking over the mountains of work on her desk with a grimace. This conversion gave her an excuse to take a break from it and it's clear she kind of wants to keep it going.
>"...So, you ever been to Baltimare? Know your way around?"
"Uhm...No I don't think so. Been to Fillydelphia, that close enough?"
>"Hardly, get a map or something at least. Or maybe ask Derpy about it, she's been there before."
>She's been everywhere it sounds like. Seems like she's been a Mailmare ever since she was a kid or something from how many stories she has.
>No one doubts they're true but everyone's confused how she's kept her job for so long since she's prone to causing or being involved in disasters.
>Bubblebutt either got some insane luck or insane head game.

>>42627025
>>42627581
There's no set list of Skills but I could provide some examples, they're supposed to be some more specific things that just qualities:

Arcane Sciences
Academics
Mechanics
Covert
Survival
Pilot
Speechcraft
Tech
Medicine
Science
Esoteric

>>42628103
I don't know how useful Derp can be but we may as well ask what she thinks about this job in general. Show her our emergency contact, too. Maybe she knows the place.

>>42628103
Ok, let me rephrase the question. Seeing as we're a mailmare that has (presumably) lived a relatively normal life, What kind of skills can we foreseeably have (Excluding stuff related to obscure hobbies of special talents)? I'm just trying to escape choice paralysis here.

>>42628269
I'd say anything you think an average pony could aspire to living in Ponyville for most of their life is fair game.

>>42628289
Alright than, I'll go with "Covert", Speechcraft, and Mechanics for skills. I'm thinking prankster.

Safety bump

My bad guys just was a busy today, I'll have an update here today and should be way more time Sunday too.

>>42628133
>>42628520
>You shrug and excuse yourself from your Boss' office. Guess checking with Derpy might help, it might be a waste of time though.
>Poking into the Mailroom again you manage to catch her while she's busy picking up stray letters that spilled out her bag, looking a bit stressed. Her lazy eyes spinning around like a doll with googly eyes in panic.
>"Ooh don't tell me I lost another one again..."
>She's not been having a good week.
"Hey uh, Derpy..."
>She gasps and accidentally spills more letters out of her bag, her ears retracting back like a puppy that got scolded.
>"Ooagh, shoot...Hey Moonbeam, how are you?"
"Alright, but I just took a big job in Baltimare."
>"The Big One?"
"...If you mean the one that's been sitting on the board for a week yeah."
>"Yup! Oh good luck with that one! I almost took it myself but then I got that twitch in my flank. Y'know, like it's my bubble butt telling me that this is gonna be a pain right there if I take that job!"
>So even Derpy was too chicken to take the job. She usually just does anything that you pile onto her plate.
>You can't say you also haven't been guilty of offloading shitty jobs onto her...You feel a little bad about doing it at least.
"Issue is the Address is shot, all I got is the Emergency Contact, ever dealt with them?"
>You flash the card to her, it takes a moment for her to focus an jiggling eye onto it before she nods.
>"Oooooooooooh. Moonchild...I remember delivering a few packages to her! Oh but uh, we're not supposed to talk about our clients right? That's supposed to be a meanie thing..."
>Ugh, gossiping about your clients is something every mare does in the Mailroom! Except Derpy, she takes the rules too seriously. Even if she's kind of bad at following them.

>META INFO: For Skills seems like these are the most voted:

Stealth
Mechanics
Athletics
Speech

I'll go with giving you all 4 actually for the simplicity of it.

>>42630812
She'd just be giving us information to help us satisfy the client, not gossiping

>>42630812
It's kind of hard to tell when she jokes, does she really have magical bubble butt clairvoyance powers? If it's real, how did she discover it to begin with? Any predictions for us? Or should we touch it for good luck?

>>42630827
This, if it's a tough job we'll need all the info we can get to make sure it gets done.

bump

Rolled 5, 1 = 6 (2d6)

>>42630926
>>42630899
>>42630827
Speechcraft Check to see if you get Bubblebutt to disclose more info

>>42630926
>>42630899
>>42630827
"Look, it's for the job, it's not gossiping! You gotta be a team player Bubblebutt and help me out!"
>Derpy's eyes do a few more full rotations in confusion as she lets out a conflicted 'uuuuhhh' before they settle to a neutral off center.
>"Okie dokie! That makes sense I guess...I dropped off a buuunch of packages at her place before! She usually covers all her windows and stuff, real private! I only saw her face once when she ordered something that required a signature. She opened her front door just verrry slightly but nothing escape these sharp eyes!"
>She points to her chin, completely missing her eyes
"So how did she look like?"
>"I didn't get a good look at her, it was too dark in her house...but she was covered in glowing tattoos that were like, shifting! It was really weird! She tried to cover up but I saw a bunch of them on her hoof when she reached out and grabbed my clipboard!"
>Oh good, some complete weirdo.
>You have no idea what you're gonna get yourself into here...Normally you just pack light for a delivery, mostly just toiletries and a spare uniform but perhaps you should prepare some more before heading off to Baltimare? Who knows what awaits you when you interact with this odd bat pony.

>>42632762
Just to be on the safe side, we should pack for an extended stay.

>>42632762
Pack for a long stay, and maybe looking into any protection, Baltimare sounds pretty dangerous.

>>42632937
>>42633360
>Heading back to your home after saying goodbye to Derpy, you begin to pack quickly, being sure to grab extra toiletries and a change or two of your beige mailmare outfit.
>You look around your house for anything else that you could fit into your saddlebags without weighing you down too heavily. You still are probably going to fly to Baltimare, and then fly around the city on this wild scavenger hunt to find this 'Godspeed' client so you shouldn't weigh yourself down.
>Your Boss insisted you took the Revolver so you have that, even though it doesn't exactly make you feel comfortable.
>Ducking your head underneath your bed you find a few items that might be useful:

>Your old lockpicking kit. You've used it a few times before for mischievous pranks in your Teenage years...And as far as your criminal record is concern that's the last time you've used it.

>An emergency stack of bits, about 600 bits. Plus some fake jewelry that would probably fool someone into thinking it's worth about 5000 but is really worthless.

>On your dresser collecting dust is a cheap bulky camera with a few film rolls. Might be useful.

>A few Glitter Smoke Bombs you used for a prank or two in the Mailroom. Would work for an escape but covers you in glitter, probably better more to disorient a mugger.

>An old Compass you remember waking up with after getting black out drunk at the pub, note on it said it 'always pointed towards what you seek most'. Seems to always be just pointing in random directions, you've never used it but maybe if you're dealing with weirdos it'll start pulling it's weight. It's very delicate though so despite being small you probably need to make sure it has plenty of space.

>You can probably only take 2 items.

>>42633589
I vote for lockpicks and the bits.

>>42633589
Compass! It's strange that somebody or something considered us worthy of it.

>>42633589
I vote compass and bits

>>42634668
>>42633699
>>42633695
>You decide to go for the extra Bits and the weird ass compass, packing extra light.
>Hopefully this will just be a one day trip.
>Otherwise, you should have a voucher to get a hotel room, with a fairly generous cap. You're not sure how expensive Baltimare's gonna be but it surely can't be worse than Canterlot.
>That Voucher could only get you an awful roach motel on the very bottom of the mountain.
>You pull out a map of Baltimare, marking a few location on it for reference:

>The Baltimare Mailmare HQ. Even though it's a city and it's expected to be bigger than the dinky little shack here in Ponyville, you've heard that this one is kind of oversized too. It takes up an entire highrise. The Mailmares there are total weirdos too.

>You also track down and circle where this 'Moonchild' character's house is. It's a small duplex in what supposed to be a 'middle income' neighborhood. You're still a bit nervous heading to anywhere that isn't downtown in this Celestia-forsaken dump though...

>Where should you head to first?

>>42635164
Better to hit the HQ first. They might have helpful information.

>>42635164
we have a rogue build and you didn't choose the lockpicks you FOOLS
Anyway, let's go see the weirdo mailmares first.

>>42635164
Treat it as a long trip until we know better. Find out what the weather is going to be in Balti in the next, let's say two weeks. Put our best and most resilient lotions on our majestic wings. Pretty wings are a weapon. Keep them pretty.
Start with the mail office. Four goals with it: ask about Godspeed, ask if this bat or anybody she's connected to caused any trouble to the mail service in the past, leave breadcrumbs for the ponice to find our mutilated body in case things turn wild, and find out if couch surfing is a possibility, you know, mailpony solidarity and stuff. Do we know any Balti mailponies personally, or is it just a generic rumor that they're weird?

>>42635200
I doubt the old set we've neglected for years are the only lockpicks in the world. They might also be a fragile as bobby pins. Besides, pilfering keys is more fun than picking locks.

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Bumpo, update soon

>>42635242
>>42635240
>>42635200
>>42635195
>Thinking it over more, you decide that checking in with the Mailmares in Baltimare would be prudent. For one, you may be able to crash at someone's pad instead of having to get a crappy hotel. They also may know about 'Godspeed'.
>And if they don't, they should know about Moonchild because of all the packages she has ordered. They should let you know what kind of weirdo you're dealing with.
>If anything goes awry they'll at least know about you and maybe call the Police too...
>You pack a few more minor toiletries into your packs that you can fit, doing a few stretches before checking the time.
>You got off early today, it's 1pm, flying to Baltimare should take about 6-8 hours, with union mandated breaks.
>The Baltimare Mailmare HQ is one of those 24 hour kind of facilities, but night shift is usually a much smaller shift.
>You know you could try to get there quicker if you gun it and maybe get there at 4 or 5pm but you'd probably be exhausted, but you'd get there right when there's the most ponies still in the office....

>>42635630
Nice pic

>>42635721
A bit of exhaustion isn't a big deal and it could help us convince one of the mailponies to let us crash at their place.

>>42635721
I vote we should do the slow route and avoid risking anything.

>>42635721
Vote for going fast because tired ponies are cute.

Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d6)

>>42636419
>>42636309
>>42635849
>You decide to rush over there and try and get there before the mailmares leave for the day.
>Plus hopefully if they see you all sweaty and tired they might be more willing to let you crash on their couch.
>You stretch your wings and then put on your saddlebags, being sure to stash the package in there as well, before taking off and flying towards Baltimare.

>META INFO: Roll with Athletics skill

Rolled 1, 6 = 7 (2d6)

>>42637777

>>42638241
>>42637777
>It's a bit of a tough distance, but you're still in good shape. Unlike most other mailmares you try not to get a fat bubble butt sitting around doing easy deliveries
>At 5:30pm you finally arrive at Baltimare, only getting a small glimpse of the skyline and city before you dive towards the Mailmare HQ. Your wings ache and your coat is damp in sweat.
>The Baltimare Mailmare HQ is a large high-rise near the dockyards of Baltimare, a stark contrast to your home office in Ponyville, most of it's lower walls are covered in Graffiti.
>Stumbling towards the heavy front doors, you step into the lobby and immediately find everything...off.
>Beyond the grimy and dimly lit interior, the most striking thing is how the other Mailmares look.
>They are all bundled up like it's winter in Fall. Long sleeves, scarves, masks, anything to cover as much fur as possible.
>It's brisk outside but the HQ is actually pretty warm...
>Your eyes land on the front desk, but the figure at the desk is not shaped like...a pony.
>It's more like a pile of cloth and lace, it rises up and looks at you: at least the hoof-crafted mask that seems to align with whatever creature's head this should be...
>"Pure one...What brings you here?"
>Oh Celestia...
"Uh, Moonbeam. I'm from the Ponyville Branch. I got a package here in Baltimare I have to deliver."
>You flash your Mailmare ID at them reflexively, which seems to make the figure settle down a bit.
>"Pony-evil...I see...You are alone, yes? Not from Canterlot?"
>Their masked head tilts, quite a bit more than you expect it should be able to. Canterlot is the official 'Headquarters' of the Mail Service so it's clear whatever is going on here isn't exactly...above board.

>>42639113
Alone yes and Canterlot no, and who might we be talking to?

>>42639113
Pony-ville. It's not evil. Kind of nice, really. And yes, we're single.

>>42639113
>pure one
Thank you. I take personal hygeine very seriously.

>>42639854
Virginity counts as hygiene now?

>>42639148
>>42639555
>>42639854
>>42639936
>'Pure one'?
>You're not sure if that's a compliment on your hygiene (likely not you're kind of dripping in sweat right now) or a subtle dig at you being single.
"It's pronounced Pon-E-Vil, and not I'm not a Narc...Who are you?"
>The Masked figure jiggles oddly, bells and other metal sounding bits inside of it seeming to clash and ring together before it tilts it's head the other way.
>"I am The Receptionist."
"Uh, yeah I can see that..."
>The Mask's muzzle opens up and out rolls out a scroll and a pen which clatters on the desk. On the scroll in ornate, archaic lettering with an odd sheen is a list of ponies.
>"I can direct you to speak with our Superiors who can assist, please, mark with the Crimson Pen whom you wish to speak with."

>The Overseer of the Celestials - Department of Astral Routing

>The Bonedeep Scribe - Keeper of the Glyphs

>She-Who-Walks-Between - Office of Liminal Exchanges

>Looking at the desk you see that the 'Crimson Pen' is looking a little...wet.

>>42640801
Keeper of the Glyphs. She might be able to decipher the address.

>>42640801
Baltimare sure has some interesting job titles

>>42640801
Don't forget to fish for potential couches to crash on.

>>42640801
Ask her what these three do. Compliment her hoofwriting. Or she wrote it with her tongue? It's even more impressive!
>whom you wish to speak with
I wonder what happens if we write "Godspeed". Or even the name of our long lost friends or relatives.

>>42640801
The Bonedeep Scribe- Keeper of the Glyphs seems like the logical choice one to arrange an appointment to see.

>>42641079
It says mark, not write.

>>42641153
It's alright, we just have to borrow a marker pen somewhere.

>>42640836
>>42640902
>>42640955
>>42641079
>>42641149
>You pick up the still dripping pen and look at your options.
>This 'Keeper of Glyphs' looks like they may be able to read the address...But perhaps you should learn more about these 'Superiors'
"Uh, so what do these three...do? I'm unfamiliar with these departments, we uh, don't have any jobs like these back in Ponyville."
>The Receptionist tilts their head again, a cacophony of clanking following underneath their covered form.
>They almost seem...annoyed by your request?
>"Department of Astral Routing - Long Distance Deliveries. Keeper of the Glyphs - Encoding. Office of Liminal Exchanges - Special Recipient Handling."
>Ah, that's better.
>Encoding is the department that tries to decipher hard to read addresses and names before resorting to returning to sender.

>>42641350
Alright, encoding it is.

>>42641350
Thank you much appreciated I'll like to meet with the keeper of the Glyphs now please?!

>>42641357
>>42641397
>A bit rude, but that settles it.
>You mark on the "Keeper of the Glyphs". The paper retracts into The Receptionist's masked muzzle, lapping up the pen out of your mouth like a prehensile tongue with odd dexterity.
>"3rd floor, room 305. She will be expecting you."
>The Receptionist leans back, settling into it's neutral position that you saw them stuck in before stepping up to it.
>Okay...A lot to unpack here, but you're not allowed to open packages anyway sooo.
>You head towards the elevators and punch in the 3rd floor, hoping to just get a straight answer and get out of here.
>The warm stale air in this building has kept you sweating this entire time.
>The moment the elevator opens you hear the sound of pen on paper, furiously scribbling away. Several pens at once in a discordant hymn.
>The sound gets closer as you approach Room 305.
>Opening it you see a Pegasus, covered head to hoof in wrappings and a long cloak like most of the other ponies you've seen around here. Although there's clearly something odd with her.
>Her feathers seemed extremely prehensile, you don't get a good look at them as they are also wrapped tight in fabric to keep them hidden, but you can see that they seem sharp, dipped in ink and sharply carving in an odd script on several different scrolls at once.
>The scratching stops at once as she looks up at you.
>"Moonbeam, Pon-Evil. Show me the address."
>You quickly shuffle through your bags and place it on her desk. She glances at it, before picking it up with two of her talon like feathers delicately to glance at it closer...
>"Hrrmm...I see. Even if you could read The Script you would not have much luck with this."
>She fans several feathers out in a cross section as if to demonstrate something.
>"This address is a Superposition. It represents several different locations at once."
"What...We don't accept multiple addresses like that anyway right?"
>"I've dealt with many packages like this before in Baltimare...I believe it's fair to say in Pon-Evil you have not. That is fine, not everyone has the Skill for such deliveries."
>Hey!
>The Keeper quickly writes down the addresses to three locations on a piece of paper before sliding it to you.
>"The Forsaken Theatre, The Half-Pier, and the Sunken Mall. The Superposition could be any of these three."
>Her feathers go back to writing, a bit softer, anticipating that you'll stick around but clearly wanting to get back to work.
>"However if you approach such locations as a Pure One without a Guide I believe you may not complete your delivery...Or perhaps you could shed your Purity to complete this task..."
>Your initial reaction is no thanks but...who could be your 'guide' anyway?

>>42641636
I say we go check out the The Forsaken Theatre first sounds like a promising spot

>>42641636
Where could we find a trustworthy guide?

>>42641636
It sounds like we aren't getting an opportunity to stay at her place either. Is everypony always so busy in Baltimare, or we came at a bad time? Apologize for the inconvenience if it's the latter.

>>42641636
What does it mean to shed one's Purity? Better ask about getting a guide.

saving thread

>>42641642
>>42641773
>>42641832
>>42641869
"What does this whole 'Purity' thing mean? And where could I find a guide...and also a place to crash too maybe?"
>"Those who are Pure are those who have not entered Beyond the Veil. Such things are secret here in Baltimare, and once you enter such a world you may never speak about it should you leave. You will be changed, evolve further, like I have."
>She glides a few sharp feathers together to emphasize whatever is underneath them.
>"If you wish to have a guide instead...Perhaps someone in my department will take pity upon you. Otherwise, from the records I see there is an Emergency Contact...Moonchild. She is Under the Veil as well."
>Well that could kill two birds with one stone, you were thinking of hitting up this Moonchild pony anyway.
>On the other hoof, you'd maybe feel a little less apprehensive about working with a freak if they're on the same payroll...

>>42643227
Ask Moon child pony to be out guide.

>>42643283
Seconded.

>>42643227
I'd prefer to rely on a fellow mailpony.

>>42643321
I guess me might as well ask if we can sleep with her.

>>42643227
What matters more is who would feel less apprehensive about working with us. We can handle some anxiety while there's a job to do. Moonchild may be a good pick, but while we're here, is there anypony in particular in the Glyphs department Bonedeep would advise us to ask?
So ponies do leave? It's not like, you dip your hoof in their secrets and then you wear immoderate clothes for the rest of your life?

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>>42643283
>>42643288
>>42643321
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>>42643512
>You think Moonchild may be the best choice, even if she's a stranger. Still you may as well check who your option here in the Mailroom could be.
"Who would I be assigned?"
>The Keeper continues to write with several feathers while a few more deftly reach into one of the many filing cabinets along the wall and pulls out a small file.
>The file looks like the same sort of folder you saw Melted had of you, must be the standard employee supervisor report. The picture looks like a bacon colored maned stallion with an orange coat and long hair.
>"Most of my other employees are busy, hard working, but Blackstar here is a slacker. He will be available to deal with an extra task like this."
>Not exactly getting the cream of the crop here, sounds more like she's hoping to just offload a troublemaker onto you maybe...
"And if I decide to 'abandon' my Purity I can uh...get it back right?"
>"You may leave The Veil yes. You will be sworn to secrecy, and breaking that oath will have immediate consequences, but you can pretend to live in ignorance afterwards, if you so wish..."

>>42644486
Troublemakers are fun.

>>42644486
Duty noted stick with having Moonchild as our guide perhaps things won't be so bad and we'll get along just fine.

fast board

>>42644486
Even if we don't take him as guide, we should ask if we can crash at his. Moonchild may be the better guide, but I doubt she would let us sleep in her house.

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