Uictoria ignores all the extra things Emerald says, and turning to her two subordinates says,
"Praelia, get the dragonfire lantern. Tell HQ about what has happened here. Tell them we have probable cause to search the Jewel family residence, and that we have their child in custody. Bellator, take this boy back to the tent. I want to… Question him further."
Emerald isn't sure why, but that last bit makes a chill run down his spine, especially after the look she gives him. He can't quite explain it, but he doesn't like it. Luckily, right after she finishes this sentence Emerald hears a yell behind him
"Not so fast, you style stealing slut!"
Emerald whips around to see Joyride standing some distance away. She is lit quite dramatically, and Emerald can see some sort of spell back lighting her as she gives a pose.
Uictoria squints and says, "These are standard issue Order garments, Joyride. Not that I expect you to understand rules and regulations."
"Yeah, sure they are." Joyride replies with a roll of her eyes as she walks closer to the group of ponies, "Nice eye patch. That's new. And just so you know, I've been wearing these colors since your grandpa came inside that whore you call your grandma."
Uictoria squints more angrily and says, "That's rich. You calling anyone else a whore, you harlot."
"Hey, I didn't say it was an insult did I? Wanna fight about it?" Joyride says, going up on two legs and doing her best impression of a boxer.
What does Emerald do?
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