The Royal Wedding - IC

[Metronome]

"Well alright then," Zinzie said with a grin. He bowed, remembering that Ormond had told him to when he introduced himself to the princess. "My name is all bein' Prince Zinziloo Larsara Acomidea. But you can be callin' me Zinzie." He straightened up, his goofy grin still plastered across his face. "It's a pleasure to be makin' your acquaintance."

While the orange pony talked, Ore kept an eye on Zinzie. The goofy bastard actually bowed! He could hardly believe that a fragment of his week long lecturing actually got through that think skull. The grey pony decided it would be best to let the prince have a private moment with his future wife. Although he seriously doubted anything romantic was going on over there, Ormond didn't feel right just busting in on their first conversation in person. Sure, they'd talked through mail about their kingdoms and all, but what the princess didn't know that was Ormond himself had written most of those letters, going by what Zinzie wanted. Zinzie could barely draw a straight line, let alone have legible hoofwritting.

[Rune Alchemist]

"I guess I am." Rune said as he began to trot alongside Lonestar towards the walls. This was going to end well. Rune could already tell. He knew mercs didn't have the best of reputations, but that didn't really bother him. Sure he had double crossed a few ponies in his lifetime for a few extra bits, but that didn't mean he was completely ruled by greed or lust for more coin. At least he didn't think he was, but it might seem that way to the ponies of Equida. Still, it might be best to go ahead and get one thing out of the way.

"Since we're gonna be working together, Might as well go ahead and get this out of the way. You don't like me, and I don't like you." He said with a glare towards the guards pony. "You agree not to boss me around and let me go about my orders the way I see fit, and I won't get pissed and have to hurt somepony. Got it? Not like he could tell him what to do anyways. He was going to do whatever the hell he wanted no matter what this pony said. Besides, he was paid to do things his way, not these idiotic guards way.

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"Hmm. Considering that this is an Equida party, it's not too bad really." Remedy thought to herself as she sipped a drink she had picked up from one of the merchants. It tasted a bit like cider, though if it was it was heavily watered down. Leave it to the Equida ponies to take the fun out of a simple drink. She would have to, heh, Remedythat. Even if the festival wasn't completely boring though, it definitely wasn't what she would call fun. It needed a little more of that dark pony touch to it. Specifically, the fighting, drinking, and other activities common to a dark pony gathering. Oh well, perhaps she'd chat up a few Equida ponies. Maybe she'd find somepony worth knowing and who wouldn't mind having new business opportunities. It is why she came here after all. Maybe she could even get an audience with the princess and see if she could use her somewhat unique brand of business. She doubted she would though, she was probably going to be with the prince all night.

She sighed and sat the drink down on a table, not really wanting to finish it and trotted back into the crowd, looking for something to do.