Jurassic Pony: Nublar Reborn

Dusk sat at the cafe, cloaked in his usual preferred form of a rust-colored unicorn. The city of Las Pegasus was bustling with activity, as it always was. He stared at the sandwich placed before him, and tried to look pleased. I will never understand herbivores diets. The waiter smiled at him, much like everyone else he meets. Ponies were always the happier species, at least in his eyes. They always milled about, day after day, smiling and greeting each other warmly. Such an alien notion to his kind. But familiar in some sense, like an instinct. "Hey kid, done creeping out strangers with your little glare, and ready to get going?" Warden Walther grinned with his old coffee stained teeth.  The man had a sense of perpetual adventurousness, you could see it, but a careful perception to everything around him. "Look, either get going or I'm calling your parole officer"

Dusk took a big bite of his sandwich, and stood up. "Yeah bud, I'm ready."

Dusk and Walther started walking to the airport. "Must be hard, switching it off." Warden gruffly said, trotting ahead.

"Switching what off?" Dusk strained to keep a good walking pace with the strong pony, trying to catch his breath a little.

"Well, your scouting senses. Kid I watch you when we have our meetings. Everything's up for critique in your head, You lose yourself just deciphering everything around you, and you must have trouble managing it."

Dusk shrugged "Its less deciphering, more observation. And I can turn it off, but only when I need to. Otherwise its my best tool, to keep myself sharp."

Walther smiled at his response. "Then I hope you will be sharp as a tack when you get stepped on, and save me the trouble of downing the big one." With that dark thought, and awkward silence after it, the pair walked into the GenTech Entrance.

"Name please" The suited Pegasus said, walking into the interview office.

"Dusk, ah Dusk Blitz. Isn't that on file?"

The Pegasus glared at him, and sat. "No matter what your little pony friend told you, you still don't have the job. As far as I'm concerned I could kick you out of this office with no guff from the supervisors. This is an official interview, so try to act professional for ten minutes, if you can handle it."

Dusk looked at the pony, and sat up a little straighter, and added a layer of sophistication to his voice. "Dusk Blitz, yes sir."

The Pegasus smirked a bit and nodded. "So, Dusk, why do you want to be an Apprentice to our warden, and what makes you think you have what it takes to understand and perform the job set out in the application?"

Dusk nodded, and replied. " Well I know the warden well, heck he bailed me out of some problems way back when I was younger. Set me on the right path. Taught me everything I know. With his help, I learned how to be a real Game Warden. He helped me get to Ponyville University and-"

The Pegasus cut him off. "This is an interview about you and your skills, not you and your best buddy helping you out. Please continue, the right way."

Dusk's ears lowered back, for a moment. "Right... I have a Masters in Paleontology and I'm working on my minor in Paleobotany. I spent a year in Everfree, viewing and writing multiple thesis papers on the migration and habitats of rare animals. Its rather my passion, this work."

The Pegasus looked over a large record to his right. "What about your earlier, rowdy years, in Canterlot? Mind explaining?"

Dusk stared at the papers, preparing himself for the speech he was taught to say. "It was a mistake, what I did. I have been cleansed of these actions, and have no motive to repeat them anymore."

The Pegasus smiled, looking pleased with himself. "Welcome to GenTech, Mr. Blitz"

Dusk walked out of the interview with a solemn look usually reserved for a man walking to his execution. Walther looked over, and sighed. "They made you say it, didn't they." Dusk nodded, sitting on the monorail to the airplane. Walther scanned the jets all lined up at the tarmac, and looked to him. "You know a lot of ponies are going to make you say it. I know its not something you like, but at least the situations not as openly hostile as before." Dusk said nothing, grunting in a short manner, as they boarded the jet.