*Fennel saw the ad. She didn't really have a ghost problem, but she needed to make some very realistic ghost monsters for her upcoming game, and felt that some research was in order. She trots her way over to the fire house and knocks on the large door.*
[Egon's ear flicks as he hears the knock. It could be that someone had seen his message on the bulletin board. He interrupts his tweaking of the latest PKE meter prototype and shouts, using his magic to amplify his voice.]
One moment please!
[He exits the third floor lab, taking the fire pole down to the first floor and magically opens the door as he trots up to it.]
[He gives a slight wince at the correction.] Sorry, Miss Famicorn. My mind wasn't fully in the moment.
In response to your question, there are ghosts of various types all over Equestria. According to my theories, Bridlewood should be no different, but I haven't been able to go into private residences. Thus the flier.
[Seems that bulletin board ad had been a good idea after all! Assuming this wasn't someone else looking up information for a game. As much as he'd appreciated Miss Famicorn's interest, he was hoping to expand his research.]
[He slides down the fire pole and gallops to the door. He pauses for a moment as his horn starts to react.]
Fascinating.
[He opens the door and looks out. Bat wings? Is he actually looking at a real vampire Pegasus?!]
Yes, sir. [His horn is glowing blue, and he's trying to get it to stop. He's itching to take readings, but he knows he needs to mind his manners. It's so tempting though.]
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One moment please!
[He exits the third floor lab, taking the fire pole down to the first floor and magically opens the door as he trots up to it.]
May I help you, Mister...?
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[He gives a slight wince at the correction.] Sorry, Miss Famicorn. My mind wasn't fully in the moment.
In response to your question, there are ghosts of various types all over Equestria. According to my theories, Bridlewood should be no different, but I haven't been able to go into private residences. Thus the flier.
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[He slides down the fire pole and gallops to the door. He pauses for a moment as his horn starts to react.]
Fascinating.
[He opens the door and looks out. Bat wings? Is he actually looking at a real vampire Pegasus?!]
May I help you?
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