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[policehorse]

[BARGING IN—

Snort.

Hm. There appears to be nothing to barge into.

He may or may not be circling in an embarrassed way now. Silly mun, sending him off on wild goose chases.]

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[ineuphony]

( WHOA HORSE, YOU'RE REALLY RUDE. )

...! Whoa, hey.

[policehorse]

[HE IS PURSUING JUSTICE.

Maximus gives this sudden newcomer a slightly contrite look. Not the wrongdoer after all.]

[ineuphony]

( she smiles. )

Hey there. -- Are you lost?

[timeshare_batwoman]

[That determination looks familiar. Maximus the Bat-Steed, anyone?]

Keep looking. There are always troublemakers somewhere.

[techygoddess]

[Nope nothing wrong here, though this Norn is going to look at you a little puzzled because... hm you're on the tapestry she and her sisters have worked so hard on repairing after Loki's last fail]

Mind being careful when you step back? That's the lives of kings and queens after all.

[policehorse]

[Yes, but he is a horse. This is a very important distinction.

Sideways look. So who are you?]

[policehorse]

[More shuffling. He is on a Very Important Mission, but yes, he might be just a bit turned around—but one look at a map will put him to rights!

Do you by any chance happen to have one?]

[policehorse]

[Ah. Oops.

He snorts and gingerly steps back.]

[timeshare_batwoman]

Name's Batwoman. Protector of Gotham City, part-time Justice Leaguer.

[policehorse]

[Maximus only really understands protector and city and justice, but that's enough for him.

Batwoman gets a look of approval. This obviously is a good and upstanding citizen.]

[techygoddess]

It's okay. [hey look she's got a few sugar cubes! You're not the first horse she's seen barge in to the gardens after all.]

[princessespreferpink]

Maximus!

[party_hard]

Oh! Hi, there! I was just setting up for a party; you surprised me!

[Why, yes, Maximus, you did barge right into a room filled with balloons and streamers!]

[madcuriosity]

A horse! [Alice is very excited by the big white horse.]

[policehorse]

[Finally a familiar face! He canters happily over and inspects you for any ruffian-caused injuries. One never knows, after all.]

[princessespreferpink]

[Thankfully she is injury free, but wearing a strange modern pink jumpsuit, so that's weird? But enough of that, time to hug Max!]

Aw, worried about me? I'm alright, it's so good to see you.

[policehorse]

[A closer inspection of the sugar reveals that, as far as he can tell, it was not gained by ill-gotten means, which is pretty much all the invitation he needs. He licks them up enthusiastically.]

[policehorse]

[Sniff sniff. Human fashion is not his strong point, so Maximus will just assume it's one of those things.

Yes, he was very worried. This is a very strange place to be.]

[policehorse]

[It still doesn't quite stop him from looking suspicious, and giving the various party paraphernalia intent sniffs. Why are you such a strange color, strange little horse, and what is all this?]

[princessespreferpink]

It is pretty weird, isn't it? But this place here, it's not so bad. Everything is peaceful, and you can meet a lot of nice people. Is this your first time in one of these situations, Max?

[policehorse]

[Whinny! Yes he is a horse. A very good and loyal horse, if he might say so himself.]

[party_hard]

[Nothing suspicious here, just regular old balloons, streamers, and a pink pony! Pinkie giggles at the way he's sniffing at everything.]

Haven't you ever seen anypony setting up for a party before? You can help, if you want! You're so tall it would be easy for you to hang up some of these streamers!

Ooh, what's your name? I'm Pinkie Pie!

[techygoddess]

[Of course it's not stolen, she doesn't steal sugar... Maybe borrow tech here and there, but hey it's only if the tech would destroy the future, so really she's saving lives right?]

So, who are you hunting for? Maybe I can help you find them.

[policehorse]

[Nodnod. Snort. This mun is even more suspicious than Flynn used to be. He doesn't like it.]

[policehorse]

[Well, there had been a very nasty bunch of lawbreakers running around the forest, but now he's in this headspace-thing and the trail has gone disappointingly cold.

Or at least that's what he wants to say, but there is only so much one can convey with stamping, tailflicking, and a forlorn neigh.]