Warrant CYOA

“We're gonna need some cool shades”
>”Shouldn’t be too hard to find. And it’ll all we’ll need to complete the look”
>You shrug, Velvet vibrating in place with excitement
>One of these days she’s going to combust from the friction
“Guess it fits, we have the hot head, the nerd, the sexy authority figure, and the competent leader”
>She pauses, looking to you curiously
>”I’m the sexy authority figure… right?”

>>29528535
Please, have you seen this tuft? You can be the leader. Now lead us to some shades. We gotta get some for the other two as well.

“Please, have you seen this tuft?”
>You slowly drag your talons down your voluptuous chest plumage, Velvet’s eyes watching carefully
>”Yeah, I see a big ball of feathers, what’s your point?”
“You can be the leader”
>Quickly you snap to the door, pointing
“Now lead us to some shades! We gotta get some for the other two as well”
>”I’m on it!”
>The mare immediately makes for the door, head held low like a probing bloodhound seeking out a scent
>Following out to the sidewalk she briefly pauses, snapping her head to look both directions down it
>With a smirk she takes off again, trotting steadily down the sidewalk with you in tow
>The mare weaves her ways between pedestrians, eyes firmly locked forward as the journey continues
>But after a few blocks she stops, pointing dead ahead
>”Right over there! Our shades beckon!”
> Jack’s pawn shop lies before you
“… You just wanted to check out more gun didn’t you?”
>”Come on! There’s no time to waste!”
>The bell above the door rings as she darts inside like a pinkish blur
>By the time you step into the shop she’s already on her hind legs, hooves on the counter as she talks to Jack
>”There is he, figured if one was here the other wouldn’t be so far behind”
“That pretty much sums it up, Jack”
>He chuckles, you finally making your way to the counter
>”Finally came back for those weapons I see. Just in time too, someone was about to buy the last batch of satchel charges”
>Velvet’s eyes go wide, pupils dilating larger than you’ve ever seen before

>>29528923
Did we do something to make you hate us?

>>29528923
Jack. Jack why do you do this to me? Why do you even have satchel charges!?

“Jack. Jack why do you do this to me?”
>”What do you mean?”
“Did we do something to make you hate us?”
>”I’m just offering valuable commodities for pennies on the dollar”
“But why do you even have satchel charges?”
>”I brought them back from the war. Been trying to sell them ever since”
>”We’ll take em’! Guri, pay the ma- Mphrph!”
>You swiftly wrap a hand around her mouth, silencing the pony
“She means sunglasses! We’ll take sunglasses!”
>Velvet begins to flail her hooves in protest, but you remain firm
>”Sunglasses? Well go ahead and suit yourself, I’ve got a rack over there”
>He points, you now noticing the lineup of dark shades
“Thank you”
>Beginning to drag your partner over, you let go, the mare taking a deep breath
>”Guri!”
“The answer is no”
>”But we could really use something like that! And you’re lucky I didn’t bite your hand”

>>29529223
What are we even gonna use a satchel charge for?

>Your eyes roll, s they so often do
“What are we even gonna use a satchel charge for?”
>”What am I gonna use a satchel charge for?”
>She reaches onto the counter, pulling down a pair of shades
>Slowly putting them on, she stiffens up
>”When I put these bad boys on after tossing the charge into a cave, I’ll look all the cooler as it detonates”
>Holding her puffed up pose, the slowly lowers the glasses just a tad
>”90% of this profession is looking cool Guri. And you my friend, do not know what cool is”

>>29529536
That really sounds like a waste of money.

>>29529536
I don't know what cooked unicorn smells like either, and I'd rather not find out.

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>>29529536
Last I checked, bombs aren't cool. They're hot.

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“I don't know what cooked unicorn smells like either, and I'd rather not find out”
>”What are you insinuating?”
“Last I checked, bombs aren't cool. They're hot”
>”It’s not like I won’t use it responsibly!”
>…
“It just sounds like a waste of money, ok? Unlike these cool shades right here”
>You take a pair off the rack, smiling as the world grows just a bit darker
>”Pfft. You can’t pull off the look like I can”
“Oh I’m sure. Now hurry up and pick a pair for your nerdy little bat friend”
>She surprisingly doesn’t snap back, hooves reaching up to examine the others
>You yourself pick out a hip looking pair for Garnet, rims slightly flared
“You got a pair yet?”
>”Yeah yeah, let’s go pay”
>Walking back to the counter Jack waves off another customer, carrying a lamp in his hooves as he exits
>As you put the four pairs of glasses in front of him, he laughs
>”And what exactly are you doing with all these sunglasses? You get a job at an agency I’ve never heard of or something?”

>>29534974
We're gonna search a property. It's real detective work, so we need the real detective look.

“We're gonna search a property”
>Velvet enthusiastically nods to Jack
“It's real detective work, so we need the real detective look”
>”Real detective work eh?”
>You looks slightly past you two, back through the dusty shelves
>”You know, we got some real detective stuff back there. Trench coats, magnifying glasses… uh, a pocket notebook”
>He casually checks you two out, you forking over some bits
>”Once again, you ever need anything from me, don’t be afraid to come on over. Hell, I live above the store, just knock loud enough if it’s closed for the night and I’ll let you on in”

>>29535459
Huh, that's pretty nice of him. Never know when you'll need a set of forks or some high explosives in the middle of the night. We should get a magnifying glass and a notebook before we go.

>Huh, that's pretty nice of him
>Never know when you'll need a set of forks or some high explosives in the middle of the night
“Come on Velv, let’s go check out that stuff”
>You turn and head back through the shelves, looking for the gear
>A few minutes later you and Velvet exit the shop, both with a magnifying glass and notebook
>Now it’s official, you’re real detectives
>Looking down the street, you consider where to go next
>”My god…”
“What?”
>You quickly turn, only to find Velvet’s face a few inches away, peering through her magnifying glass
>”It’s even uglier up close!”

>>29535741
You better not be talking about the tuft. Anyway, we should probably tell the other two what's going on once they're out of work. Until then I guess we're just killing time.

“You better not be talking about the tuft”
>She leans in even closer, grinning
>This mare…
“Anyway, we should probably tell the other two what's going on once they're out of work”
>”But that’s in like three hours”
“Well, until then I guess we're just killing time”
>You both stand there awkwardly, Velvet beginning to rub her chin
>”Oh, I know!”
“What?”
>”Wanna help me teach Lil’ Guri some tricks?”
“Velvet, I-“
>”P-please..?”
>Her eyes go wide, gleaming with tiny, hopeful stars

>>29536030
Alright fine, but I'm choosing the tricks.

“Alright fine, but I'm choosing the tricks”
>”Deal!”
>The mare bends her knees, launching into the air with a jump as she bounds away
>Following close behind, the excited pony leads you all the way back home, busting through the door
>”Just wait one sec, I’ll get him ready”
>With a smirk you place the merchandise you bought down against the wall
>Hearing the cage creak open the yellow bird immediately swoops out, landing back on the curtain rod
>”Whelp, he’s all yours Guri. You better teach him something cool”
>Looking up, the canary stares you down from the rod, eyes unblinking
>It’s feathers puff up a bit as it glares
>”Well go on, do something”

>>29536253
Bribe the bird with crackers. No bird can hold a grudge after crackers. Then he's going learn the song of our people. And after that how to properly knead a pillow.

>You continue to stare at the little freak, unsure of how to begin
>But then an idea hits you
>”I’ll be right back”
>Heading to the kitchen you open up a drawer, pulling out a pack of hardtack
>Snacking it up you unwrap it, holding it out with a stretched hand
>The bird’s head tilts, eyes blinking
“Come on, it’s delicious”
>Although appearing to be apprehensive, his wings spread, fluttering over and landing on your finger
>With a final glance it begins to peck at the cracker, tearing off tiny crumbs
>”Well, I suppose I’ll leave you two alone”
>The bathroom door shuts behind Velvet, shower switching on
>Now that she’s out of the way…
“Alright, listen up. You want more cracker”
>You pull the food away, bird chirping in protest
“You gotta learn a couple tricks for me. Can you do that?”
>It blinks once more
“I’ll take that as a yes. First up, the Griffonian national anthem!”
>The shower turns off about an hour later, the mare inside humming
>Before long the door creaks open, mare poking her head out
“-nd that’s how you knead a pillow”
>”Guri, Lil’ Guri? I hope that you two ar- OH GOD”
>She sprints out of the shower, snatching the canary off the pillow on the bed
>He cheeps loudly, obviously not pleased with this turn of events
“What? What’s wrong?”
>”You, you turned him into a… a griffon!”
>Just as she says that the bird starts to tweet the unmistakable tune of your national anthem, Velvet’s face going flat with unamusement
>”I thought you’d teach him how to do loops, or jump through a ring of fire or something. Not… this!”

>>29536553
Come on, Velv, the little guy's a natural!

I may even start adding some vodka to his crackers.

>>29536553
I'm teaching him valuable life lessons. Besides, he can do loops when I get him drunk!

“Come on, Velv, the little guy's a natural! I may even start adding some vodka to his crackers”
>It cuts off the song to squawk at the mention of crackers
>”Guri, this is really not what I had in mind”
“I'm teaching him valuable life lessons”
>”Learning how to do loops is a better lesson than becoming a tiny griffon”
“Nonsense. Besides, he can do loops when I get him drunk!”
>”No way, this is how it all starts”
>She gently puts the bird down on the bed, the little guy fluttering away
>”You get all buddy buddy, and the next thing I know you’re out going to bars and getting into fights together. You’re just mad that I got a super cool pet and you’re trying to win him over from me!”

>>29536752
And you're just mad that in an hour, I've already taught him how to knead and sing the griffon national anthem.

>>29536752
I'm just being friendly! You don't want another cat incident do you? Anyway, you're the one who called him lil Guri. What was I supposed to think?

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>>29536752
Well maybe you shouldn't have named him lil Guri if you didn't want a lil griffon.

phase one of the canary's plan is complete.

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>>29539189
what's phase two?

>>29540196
He learns how to knit and starts wearing a scarf.

“And you're just mad that in an hour, I've already taught him how to knead and sing the griffon national anthem”
>”That’s not the point”
“I was just being friendly! You don't want another cat incident do you?”
>She snorts, eyes narrowing
“Anyway, you're the one who called him Lil’ Guri. What was I supposed to think?”
>”Not turning him into a griffon?”
“Well maybe you shouldn't have named him Lil’ Guri if you didn't want a lil’ griffon”
>The canary gently flutters back over, landing perfectly on Velvet’s horn
>”Ugh, let’s just… let’s just go pick up the others from work, ok? And no more tricks for him”

>>29541565
Meh, he knows enough. The rest is up to him.

>You give Lil’ Guri a glance, the bird still hanging out on the tip of her horn
“Meh, he knows enough. The rest is up to him”
>Velvet gently grabs, him, placing the bird back inside the cage
>”No more of this foolishness, young man. Kneading pillows will get you nowhere in life”
>With a click to door is shut and latched
>”Come on, we don’t want them waiting on us”
>Grabbing your guns and bags, you both head out once more
>By the time you reach the factory the crowd is already heading through the gates, work obviously having just let out
>Keeping a decent distance away, you both scan the throng of ponies and griffons
“See either of them yet?”
>”Not ye- oh wait! There’s Garnet!”
>You quickly spot the griffoness, waving her down
>She approaches with a smile, looking a bit tired from a day at work
“Well, there’s my favorite manger”
>You wrap your arms around her, leaning in for a kiss
>Your beak is quickly pushed to the side
>”Nuh uh, I heard that you’ve got furballs, mister. I don’t even know why you’re out of bed”

>>29542332
W-who else has heard that?

>>29542332
It got better...

“It got better...”
>She manages to wriggle out of your arms
>”I hear that you’ve got furballs and you want to kiss me? Not taking any chances here Guri”
“W-who else has heard that?”
>”As your manager, it’s between me and whoever called it in”
>”That’d be me!”
>Velvet beams proudly of her accomplishment as you sigh with relief
>You’re not sure how much more social suicide you can commit there
>”So did you do anything productive today while you were hacking up fur?”

>>29542524
Equip cool shades. Inform her of warrant.

>>29542524
We took the day off so we could do research on the stuff we found in the cave. Also took an hour to train Velvet's new pet.

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>You smirk, reaching into your bag
>With a swift flick you flip out the temples of the sunglasses, equipping them
“We have a warrant”
>Her head cocks a bit to the side
>”I… know?”
“No, we took the day off so we could do research on the stuff we found in the cave. Now we’ve got a warrant to search the boss’s home”
>”Wait really?”
>You nod, maintaining the stotic cool guy look
>”That’s great! Now we don’t have to beat around the bush anymore”
“But it wasn’t the only success of the day. I also trained Velvet’s new pet within an hour”
>”Uh… to do what?”
“Sing the griffon national anthem”
>As you say that a bat pony lands next to Velvet, the two giving each other greetings
>Turning her head back, Garnet’s eyes are bright
>”Are you for real? That’s amazing! You have to show me it after we get done tonight”

>>29547807
yup, also taught him how to knead a pillow properly.

>>29547807
Of course. It'll annoy Velvet if nothing else.

“Of course. It'll annoy Velvet if nothing else”
>”You better watch it, one of these days she’s bound to snap”
“I accept that risk every day. A terrifying, yet necessary one”
>”Just try not to push her too far, ok?”
“I might have done that when I taught him how to knead a pillow properly”
>”Yeah, you’re a dead bird. It was nice knowing you”
“Not if I keep her rolled up like a burrito. But come on, we gotta get to the police station
>You all begin to move out, Velvet giving Umbra his sunglasses as they chat off to the side
>Arriving at the station in style, you all walk through the doors, glasses equipped
>Strolling up to the front desk, you try to be as cool as possible
“We’re here for our police escort!”
>”Uh… just a sec”
>The stallion heads into the back room, a couple of officers coming out soon after
“Are you serving the warrant with us?”
>”Yeah, that’d be us”
>They break out a file, showing you the signed warrant
>”So here’s the deal. You don’t touch ANYTHING unless you clear it with us, alright? We’re not trying to get sued here”

>>29548275
I am sure we will all be on our best behavior, RIGHT Velvet?

>>29548275
Hypothetically speaking, if someone who wasn't me were to touch something, would I be accountable?

“Hypothetically speaking, if someone who wasn't me were to touch something, would I be accountable?”
>”Yes. You will all be accountable if proper procedure isn’t followed. We already had to pull some strings to make this happen as it is”
“I am sure we will all be on our best behavior”
>Your eyes snap to the side, glaring at your roommate
“RIGHT Velvet?”
>”Of course!”
>She grins widely, fluttering her eyelashes innocently
>”Well, we’re ready to head out if you are. Do any of you have any questions for us before we leave?”

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>>29548678
Nah, think I'm good to go.

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“Nah, I think I’m good to go. How about you guys?”
>Your partners mumble in agreeance, the police stallions already heading towards the door as soon as they see it
>”Just follow us, and we’ll get you all there, alright?”
>Heading out the exit the afternoon sun warms your fur, a breeze hitting you
>Although it feels good to stretch your wings, you’re a bit annoyed that neither of the cops can fly, regulating you all to the ground
>Weaving through street after street, the walk soon becomes a unwanted plight, your partners appearing to share the same thoughts
>But although it takes some time, eventually you enter a secluded neighborhood far from downtown, privacy hedges lining the streets
>Coming to a fancy wrought iron gate, the cops push it open, their hooves clicking down the cobblestone walk way, which isn’t short by any description
>But a large, five story home grows ever larger as you approach, a prominent spire clawing its way into the sky on one side
>Finally getting to the large wooden double doors, the police knock loudly
>”You guys just hang tight, we’ll handle this”
>Taking a step back, you here the muffled sounds of hoof steps soon after, the door creaking open
>The two police casually speak in hushed tones to an unseen pony on the other side, eventually nodding before looking back
>”Alright, the only pony home is the maid, so no one’s going to give you trouble. Once again, before you do anything, you clear it with us”
“Got it”

>Doors opening wide they step inside, the four of you soon after
>Immediately your paws feel relieved as they make contact with the cool tile floor, much welcome after the cobble stone
>”Woah…”
>Looking around, a large fountain sits in the middle of the room, spouting water
>Two marble stair cases wind up opposite ends of the room to the next level, impressive paintings lining the wall
>Head sweeping around, entrances open on both sides of the room, as well as the far wall, no doubt leading to other sections of the home
>”Welcome, officers. Pleasure to meet you”
>A small pegasus mare in goofy looking traditional maid attire smiles at you pleasantly, extending a stocking clad hoof

>>29554296
>a large fountain sits in the middle of the room
How big is this place? Is she really the only servant?

>>29554296
What's her name? Has she worked here long?

“Hello miss…?”
>”Star Bright. But you can just call me Star”
“Well Star, I’m Guri”
>Your talons wrap around her hoof, giving her a polite shake
>”It’s nice to meet you. Feel free to look around, and call me if you need any help”
>As she says that your eyes shift back to the monolithic fountain, the thing having to be at least 25 feet tall
“So uh, how big is this place anyway?”
>”Oh, it’s rather on the large size, but you get used to it after a while”
“And how long is a while?”
>”Well, I’ve been working here about a year. Sometimes get confused from time to time, but I’ve pretty much got the layout down”
“Interesting… and, are you the only servant here?”
>”Oh no, there’s five other maids, two of us take eight hour shifts together at a time. Unfortunately my partner isn’t in today though, but the flu”
>She smirks, shaking her head a bit
>”Used to have a lot more workers here to help out, but then again things have been slow the last few months, so it all works out”

>>29554665
Oh? Slow how?

“Oh? Slow how?”
>The mare huffs, but nonetheless keeps her smile
>”Well, to begin with Mr. Broker hardly even comes here anymore. And when he does, it’s usually just for the night”
“I see”
>”And since he doesn’t really stay for long, there’s not even that much work to do. Heck, we hardly buy food for this place anymore”
>Shifting on her hooves a little, she continues the rant
>”I don’t know where he spends his time, but I’m lucky to see him twice a week anymore. But those business types are always traveling around, you know?”

>>29554954
He leaves with everybody else, something to check later. Does he have an office here?

>>29554954
Yeah I get you. When Mr. Broker is here, does he seem any different from when you were hired on?

“Yeah I get you”
>She shrugs her shoulders
>”Guess I shouldn’t complain, I’m still getting paid”
>Nodding, you wait a second before bringing up the next topic
“When Mr. Broker is here, does he seem any different from when you were hired on?”
>”I guess so? I didn’t really interact with him a whole lot, but still brought him stuff from time to time. Seems to be a lot curter recently. Not exactly malicious, but like he’s always in a hurry to be alone”
>Sounds exactly like what Light Wing told you at the warehouse
>The clicks of hoofsteps causes you to look back, the police and your partners walking around the room, checking out the features
>”They look eager to find whatever it is they’re looking for”
“That actually brings me to my next point. Does he have an office here?”
>”Oh sure, third floor. I’ve never been in it though, so I don’t exactly know what’s inside”

>>29555186
Thanks Star. I'll leave you to it.

“Thanks Star. I'll leave you to it”
>”If you need anything, just holler!”
>She does a little bow and turns, heading off into another room
>Heading over to the others they’re starting to move into another room as well, you quickly jogging over
>Quickly finding your way to Garnet’s side, you find yourself in some kind of common room, leather furniture and carpets replacing the grandiose marble and fountains of the front room
“What’s going on here?”
>”Oh, not much. Not like we really expected to find anything in the entrance anyway”
>The two police ponies head over to a bookshelf, Velvet and Umbra trotting to the fireplace
>”Why, you find anything talking with that cute little thing?”

>>29555463
Well, apparently he's hardly ever here. There's an office I'm going to check out first.

>>29555463
He's almost never here and his personality became more distant here as well. Also, he's had to lay off staff here as well so we know his personal finances have been suffering.

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“Well, apparently he's hardly ever here. And his personality became more distant here as well”
>”So he’s not just a jerk at work”
>She grumbles, still pissed about him shutting her down
“Also, he's had to lay off staff here as well so we know his personal finances have been suffering”
>”The guy has a two story fountain in his front room, how bad could it be?”
“Bad enough to only have one maid here to watch the whole place apparently”
>Looking around the room the police are still occupied going through books, Velvet and Umbra walking off into the next hallway
“There's an office I'm going to check out”
>”Where’s that?”
“Third story, come on”
>She follows as you head back into the front room, walking towards the staircase
>”What if we get in trouble? They said to clear everything with them first”
“Relax, we’re just gonna look around, not take anything”
>Casually walking up the stairs you make it to the second floor, not even pausing as you wind up another stair case to the third
>Waiting for Garnet, your eyes adjust, this floor much dimmer than the first, only some wall lights illuminating the hallway

>”So, where is this office?”
“Umm…”
>You look down the other way, double doors at the end of the hall
“There!”
>Heading down the red carpet, you reach the large doors, giving the iron handles a good yank
>Creaking open, you stick your head inside to find blackness
>Gingerly patting around, your talons soon find a light switch, room brightening as a large chandelier flicks on
>A large self-portrait glares down at you from an impressive mantel, fireplace beneath it
>Tall bookcases line one of the walls, tall enough to warrant one of the wheeled ladders
>Various trophies and pieces of art adorn the rest of the walls, as well as a few more lights
>Hell, he's even got phonograph in the corner
>Finally a heavy looking carved oak desk rests near the back, huge world globe next to it
>”You know, for a guy so tight on cash, he sure doesn’t seem to spare any expense with the décor”

>>29561568
Judging by his taste in art, he's probably the type to refuse selling his stuff until he has absolutely no choice. Now that I think about it, Leaving Velvet alone in a place with so much ornate stuff seems like a bad idea.

“Judging by his taste in art, he's probably the type to refuse selling his stuff until he has absolutely no choice”
>You pause, glancing around the room again
“Now that I think about it, Leaving Velvet alone in a place with so much ornate stuff seems like a bad idea”
>”Oh I’m sure she’ll be fine. The cops weren’t too far behind her”
“I’m just afraid of walking out of the shower and finding a 200 year old painting on our wall back home”
>She chuckles, tail brushing along your side as she walks by
>”I don’t think Velvet’s into art that much Guri”
>Approaching the large desk she pulls out a drawer, looking inside
>”I’ll search the desk. See if you can find anything else around here”

>>29561838
Check that globe out. Sometimes they have stuff hidden inside. See if there's anything hidden behind the bookshelves or up the fireplace.

>Taking a couple steps to the left, you eye up the globe
>It may appear to be just an accurate depiction of the world, but you’ve read enough novels to be suspicious
>Wrapping your talons around it, you pull up, expecting it to pop open
>Unfortunately for you, it remains solidly in one piece, no secret clues within
>”Uh… what are doing?”
“Nothing, I just, thought maybe there was a secret compartment”
>She stares at you with concern, but quickly goes back to her work, shuffling around some papers in the desk
>Ok, so your globe search was a miss, but you’ve also read things about fire places
>Things about burning documents to hide evidence
>Sliding your way on over, you smirk as you eye the ornate mantel above your target
>Crouching down, you stick your head inside to glance around
>A thin layer of ash coats the bottom, sides dark with the residue
>Stirring it around a bit with your claws, you search for any scraps of paper, but frown as none appear
>This stuff is always so much easier in the novels
>As you begin to pull your head back out, something catches your eye
>Reaching forward, you pull a tiny scrap of something out from between two bricks
>It’s not quite paper, but it’s something alright
>Dusting it off you flip it around, eyebrow rising
>It’s the singed corner of a photograph
>Narrowing your eyes, you make out the rear of a pony, knife cutie mark just barely visible due to the damage

>>29562232
Show Garnet it and put it back for now. We'll have to tell the cops about that. Good way to connect him to whoever that is though. Check out the bookshelves next.

“Hey, check this out”
>Turning, you’re quick to run to the desk, practically shoving the picture in her face
>She recoils her head back, snatching the burnt fragment
>”Woah, slow down there Guri. What even is this?”
>Without waiting for a response her eyes begin to scan it
>”I don’t understand”
“It’s a pony obviously, but one he doesn’t want to be connected with if he was burning the photo”
>”I see… if we can figure out who this is, that would certainly help out”
“Sure would. I’m gonna check out the bookshelf next, just gotta put this back”
>You dash back to the fireplace, putting the fragment back between the bricks with the utmost care
>”Uh, what are doing?”
“The police said touch nothing without their permission”
>”But I don’t thin-“
“NOTHING”
>Garnet blinks a couple times, confused
>”Well, er. Alright”
>She pulls her hand out of a drawer, flaunting papers
>”But guess what I found?”
“What’s that?”
>”A complete guide on how to commit arson and get away with insurance fraud”
“No way!”
>You sprint like a mad cat to her, excitedly snatching the papers, greedily reading them
“Wait a sec… this is all just boring business stuff”
>”Yeah, ok I lied about the arson part. But check out the dates on all that stuff. There isn’t a single business record in there younger than six months old”

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Well, that's really weird considering this is his office. If he wasn't bringing them here then where are they?

“Well, that's really weird considering this is his office”
>”I know, you’d figure all that would be here”
“Hm. If he wasn't bringing them here then where are they?”
>She shrugs
>”Might be hiding them around here, might be stashed away in some cave”
>You look at the papers again, frowning
“Well, I’ll search the bookcase for them”
>”I’ll check the rest of the desk”
>Walking over to the bookcases you pause, taking it all in
>That sure is a lot of literature. More than any pony has the right to read
>Maybe that’s because some of them are…
>HIDING DOCUMENTS
>Ripping the nearest book off the shelf it’s flung open and given a good shake
>Nothing falls out, the book soon placed back
>No matter, plenty of others to chose from
>Grabbing yet another you repeat the process, reaching for the next one as that one turns up empty
>Half an hour later and you’re still not half way through the books, even with Garnet helping
>”Guri!”
>Snapping your head around, Velvet walks in the doorway, followed by Umbra and the police
>”I found it Guri! Irrefutable proof of his crimes!”
>You lean in, ecstatic
>”Check it”
“Uh, Velvet… that’s just a lighter”
>”I know! Who knows how many buildings he could have burnt with this thing?”
>Your eyes wander up to the cops, both of them looking unamused as you
>”We haven’t found anything of interest yet, Mr. Guri. Everything on the lower levels seems to be in order”

>>29562802
We found a a couple of interesting things here. The business records are all months old, and there's a scrap of a picture in the fireplace. I left it where I found it.

Pausing

blep

beb

Never trust a Velvet

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