Ocean had fallen asleep not soon after returning to his seat. However, as the room started to get colder, he stirred, and fell off the chair with a thud. "AGH!" Ocean exclaimed as he jumped dip to check his surroundings. Content that nobody was attacking him, he snuck over to where Tinder, Broad and Nivalia were seated. Ocean let out a barely audible gasp when he realised it was Tinder's magic causing the temperature change. Ice magic...incredible. Ocean thought. I wonder if his magic is of the same vein as pyro magic.

As Foxtrot returns to the booth, he notices somebody paying a lot of attention to where the others are. With his expression neutral, he silently walk up the lane, not a sound eminating from him.switching range he places his hoof on Ocean Spray's shoulder, "Excuse me, are you alright?"

Getting up, Broadshield walk over to Foxtrot. "Hey Fox, you mind if we talk?" He asks.

"Sure Broadshield, one moment please." Foxtrot replies, looking over to Nivalia. "Niv, blanket."

"Can you send them in?" Nivalia's voice is heard. The changeling becomes too distracted by the sculpture. "We're making art."

Foxtrot rolls his eyes before looking over to Ocean Spray, "Hey buddy, hold up. We got some extra if you want one. Head over to the booth and my sis will give you a blanket." With that addressed, he returns his attention back to Broadshield, "So, what's up?"

"Take my blanket if you can't find one." He says to Ocean. Glimpsing at him, he feels a strange feeling of Déjà Vu, as if he has seen him before. Deciding to think about it later, he turns to Foxtrot. "I have a plan for Manehatten, and it involves the Equinox Manehatten Division. I feel it's appropriate to tell the others but I'm not sure about the new guy. What do you think?" He asks.

(Thinking of adding a few NPCs for the arc, as well as Monochrome/Pastel. I'll kill the NPCs off before the end. Whether or not Fox wants to go ahead with this is his decision. If it does go through, I'll explain in RP)

Foxtrot nods as Broadshield explains his plan. "Sounds like a good idea, we could use all the backup we can get. As for him..." The unicorn glances over to Ocean Spray, "I wouldn't worry about it. He'll either want to help, have no clue what we're talking about, or will be weirded out and leave. Either outcome is alright."

Tinder looks up from her sculpture, a almost pained expression crossing her face for a second before she nods. "Yeah, it's the same line of magic and yes, I can technically do it. But I'd really rather not do it because I'm not a fan of passing out from spells taking all my energy, not a fan of fire either to he honest." She looks back at the ice and starts working on the little details to distract herself.

"Oh, um, the names Ocean. Ocean Spray. It's nice to meet you all." Some of you for the second time... Ocean thought to himself. "I'm actually on my way to pick up a, um, magical artifact." Ocean said, hoping the story would pass. Let's just try and avoid the whole Shifter topic, eh Ocean? If they start asking questions, I'll try to shut down the conversation. It's a shame too, because they all seem like nice ponies. Ocean thought as he scanned the four ponies in the booth with him.