Room 415, Wednesday Morning

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Cassandra woke up early, as she did every morning, and rolled over so that she may leave the bed, as she did every morning, and then crashed to the floor in a flurry of hooves and tail and other such nonsense.

"Maker!"

She scrambled up to her-- legs, breathing harshly, eyes big. "What magic is this?!" she snapped, staring down at her front hooves. She padded around in a circle, attempting to get some impression of her ordeal. "Andraste's--"

She neighed. Loudly. Angrily.

"What is the meaning of this?!"

The bloody island!

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[crimson_sister]

"You are a pony." Lucille stated the obvious.

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"You are a drake," Cassandra hissed.

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"I didn't choose to be," Lucille pointed out. "Why are you hissing?"

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"Dragons are dangerous," Cassandra pointed out. Loudly.

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"Do you fear me?" Lucille said sulkily.

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"No," Cassandra muttered. "But your appearance is something of a shock."

Sorry, Lucille. Family of dragon hunters.

[crimson_sister]

"You are a pony," Lucille reminded her. "I didn't expect that either."

Which wasn't quite the same thing.

"Although I suppose you are less dangerous."

[seeks_truth]

"I cannot hold a sword in this form," said Cassandra, who had, to be fair, not actually tested out how flexible cartoon pony hands were. "It is ridiculous. Hopefully this will end by next morning."

[crimson_sister]

"I understand these things rarely last long," Lucille said, and without thinking about it she wrapped her tail around her legs.

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"They had better not," Cassandra muttered. "With Anders returned, I need all of my faculties and abilities."

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"I saw him in class," Lucille said. She had also been annoyed that he had been reading the book Cassandra had gave her. "He looks deceptively innocent."

Lucille was certainly not going to doubt Cassandra's judgement of him. Besides, he was friends with Dante and had been a friend of Kathy's, so he kept bad company.

[seeks_truth]

"Of course he does," Cassandra said, rolling her eyes. "You never saw him attempting blood magic - or giving cheek."

[crimson_sister]

"I don't doubt you at all," Lucille replied. "I won't be fooled."

She frowned the frown of a dragon. "Could it be possible that he has turned into a dangerous creature?"

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"... I would prefer not to think of it," Cassandra said, eyes widening, "But it is entirely possible."

Clearly not everyone had turned into a (rather buff) Earth pony.

[crimson_sister]

"I hope not," Lucille said, then looked beyond Cassandra, through the window.

"What are those clouds?"

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"I do not know," Cassandra said, glaring at the window. "They have been following me all morning."

[crimson_sister]

"Follwing you?"

Lucille moved closer to the window if Cassandra would let her enter the room to get a better look.

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Cassandra moved somewhat grudgingly out of the way, letting Lucille pass. "It has been pressed up against the window, following my movements," she agreed. "I do not know if they will follow when I leave."

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Lucille waslked over to the window and hissed at the cloud. Unsuprisingly, it had no effect at all, but perhaps Caddandra would appreciate the gesture?

"Perhaps it is better if you stay inside today."

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"Perhaps," Cassandra said dryly, "But I will hardly be intimidated by a malevolent cloud."

[crimson_sister]

"I didn't mean...," Lucille began. "I meant we don't know how dangerous it is."

And today she was the one with the sharper teeth. And the wings.

"I wonder if I can fly."

[seeks_truth]

Lucille was probably better at protecting Cassandra instead of the other way around for once, yes. But that evaluation did not take into account Cassandra's sheer don't-run-just-punch-the-bear-in-the-face stubbornness.

"Then perhaps we should go outside and see," she said, "About both issues."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille would defend Cassandra almost with her life. Not that cartoon worlds included dying.

"Yes, I suppose we should," she agreed.