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Escalation
Tinder:
Tinder watches him sheath his daggers, frowning a tiny bit as that part of her plan goes out the window. She nods as she listens to him talk, "Mhm, and what do I get for answering these questions? I mean I'm sitting here in hoofcuffs and you just expect me to answer you without even offering me a deal." She smiles a little as she speaks, though she has no idea where Foxtrot is this guy doesn't need to know that. She shifts a bit in the chair and watches Ebony to see his response. At the same time she's trying to be sneaky about the fact that she's trying to grab her pills from her bag with her magic.
Ebony Coldsteel:
Ebony chuckles at Tinder's answer, "You're not in a position to be making demands. You've been caught on private property, we can just throw you in the dungeon without asking a thing. What you're getting back is your freedom, walk out by just answering a question." The captain leans forward, "I personally know Foxtrot; got him out of a bind a few years back. Now I need to call in that favor to help with Equestrian security and I really don't want to have my time wasted by bullsh!t."
Tinder:
Tinder stares straight into his eyes for a second before answering him, "I don't know where he is. He left without warning or telling me where he was going, alright? That enough to get me out of these cuffs?" Trying her best to keep the glow of her magic so dull that it's almost not noticeable, unless you have a keen eye for such things. Working away at getting the top off of the bottle in her bag with her magic, keeping her focus on him as to not give herself away.
Ebony Coldsteel:
Ebony sighs, "Damn it. I should've known it wasn't going to be that easy." He gets up from his seat and goes to a file cabinet, going through it for a moment before pulling out a folder. "Has he told you anything about his work? Past jobs, things of that nature?"
Tinder:
Tinder glances down at her cuffs, frowning slightly about the fact that they are still there after she answered him. She looks over at him after a second more and nods, "Only a little bit, I didn't want to pry. He only told me the details of one of his jobs, and that seemed hard enough on him so I didn't ask for any more." As she's trying to remember the story she looses her focus on her magic for a tiny bit, her horn becoming slightly brighter before she realizes it and focus' on making it dull again.
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