Rainbow Dash: Ponyville Assassin

The screen slides open, Silver looks around the room and the only one he sees is FS. "Hop out, Silver." She requests.

He complies. "What's going on, Freedom?" He asks. "Where's Xander?"

FS uses her magic to close the lid on the device's terminal and slides it inside. "Xander is a tad busy convincing his bosses to let him keep his job."

This piques Silver's interest. "Was it something I did?"

FS shakes her head. "No. Besides, he knows they won't let him go, he's too valuable for the project."

Silver hops off of the device. "A bit cocky, isn't he?"

FS giggles. "Just a bit. I'll be running out for some food, let you eat something fresh for a change."

Silver smiles. "Thanks, Freedom." He says. "I didn't know you liked me that much. Next we'll be goin' to a movie." He jokes.

She trots to the door. "Don't flatter yourself." She says with a wink. "Now you be good and don't touch anything while I'm gone. It should only be ten minutes."

Silver nods. "Yes, ma'am."

FS returns to Silver with their meal and finds him in his room. "Alright, you come out here." She orders.

Silver exits his room. FS is at a table and he trots to it, sitting himself across from her. "Thanks again, Freedom." He says as she floats a container next to him.

"Don't mention it." She says warmly. "You've gone too long without any real food and it's not like we can't bring takeout into the building."

Silver picks up his sandwich, takes a bite and nods. "So why was I chosen for this project, anyway?" He asks after swallowing his food.

"You are a direct descendant of Rainbow Dash." She answers, taking a scond bite from her own sandwich. "It's very rare to find a direct descendant of one of the bearers of the Elements of Harmony."

Silver nods. "I bet. But I also imagine there are quite a few of them that split."

FS nods. "Of course." She says flatly. "But the project needed a direct descendant. I'm a direct descendant of Sweetie Belle." She explains, taking a sip of her drink. Silver gives her a curious glance. "If you're wondering if I've ever seen her life, yes, I have. Her youth was quite dangerous."

Silver takes a sip from his drink and a bite from his sandwich. "I bet." He agreed. "With her being one of the... what'd they call themselves?" He asks, trying to remember the group's name. "The Cutie Mark Crusaders, that's it."

FS laughs. "Yeah. After many years of trial and error..." she says, resting a hoof against her chin, "five, I think, the trio finally came around to earning their cutie marks."

Silver glances at her blank flank, then over to his own. "Not much use for 'em now, is there?" He asks, finishing up his sandwich.

FS finishes hers up also. "It's as rare to find a pony with one today as it was to find one without one back then, aside from the foals." She comments, cleaning up their lunch.

Xander enters the room just as FS finishes the cleanup. "Mister Soldier." He greets. "I suppose you had a chance to rest up?" He asks. Silver nods. "Excellent." He says, pointing a claw to the device. "Would you mind?"

Silver climbs back onto the device. "Now that I've had a proper meal, I feel like I can take over the world." He jokes. The screen slides back over his face and flickers on.