BaronEngel
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Deal with them
🕑 Added 2022-12-04 22:24:18 +0000 UTCAnother moment from my Royal Equestria Security Forces (RESF) anthro MLP dreamscape. In this dreamscape Chrysalis has moved her main base of operations to the Ft. Trotterdale. Being a port city at the southern most tip of Equestria it has proven a most suitable location for her various smuggling and trafficking operations.
Chrysalis looked at herself in a full length mirror as she made final adjustments to her swimsuit. What she saw pleased her. She could take on any form she wanted, but she definitely felt this was her most glorious form.
"Hail to the queen." She growled.
Picking up her purse and resting a pair of sunglasses on her head Chrysalis prepared to get some sun. Before she stepped out on to the deck of her sprawling mansion and down to the swimming pool the Queen of the Changelings consulted a security panel by the sliding glass door. The entire property had a complex, interconnected network of sensors, wards, and spells set up to provide maximum privacy and security. Many had been installed by the original owner, but since purchasing it she'd discreetly expanded and upgraded in their capabilities.
Even overhead recon satellites would have trouble piercing this veil. Perhaps even more important the security system wasn't designed to just block or obscure detection, but instead to present the image of a perfectly normal, if opulent and rich, household. To anypony looking, either directly or remotely, all they would see as she stepped out they would just see a young, beautiful unicorn in a swimsuit. However here Chrysalis could let her guise drop and just be herself.
Many a pony around her complained about Ft. Trotterdale's heat and humidity, but Chrysalis found it rather pleasant. It seemed to benefit her complexion. Stepping out on the deck she immediately spied one of a dozen changelings who made up her personal security detail. She'd raised, nurtured, and trained them all from birth. Her will and wishes were there's. As a general rule they always kept up their disguised forms when outdoors. She watched as the apparently deep brick red unicorn stallion silently acknowledged her presence with a nod his head.
Chrysalis had begun walking toward the pool when she heard and felt her cellphone begin chiming in her purse. Like many things in her life this phone had numerous security and encryption protections installed. Recognizing the phone number and seeing that phone was verifying the authenticity of the caller she answered it. It was from her top security officer.
"Yes." She said.
"Your Majesty." A deep ,deliberately faked, male voice came through the phone. "I have information concerning 7228B status." 7228B had been one of Chrysalis's top lieutenant's before they had been captured recently by the RESF. Link
"I'm listening." The queen said with a neutral voice. "What news do you bring?"
"Your Majesty. As of right now according to our sources 7228B has remained loyal to you, and has resisted all attempts by the ponies to get information from them. However we both know that with enough time they will succeed. We've taken appropriate measures sever, remove, and compartmentalize all knowledge that 7228B knew concerning our operations. In few days time any information they will have known will be totally obsolete and of not much use to the Royal Sisters. However that doesn't mean that 7228B's knowledge will be completely useless."
Chrysalis made her way down steps to the pool. "What are you proposing as a course of action then?"
"Your Majesty. 7228B is slated to be transported to Canterlot in 48 hours. Once they are in the direct custody of the Royal Sisters our ability to have control of the situation will be nonexistent. I've considered the possibility of a rescue operation, but at best all it would result in is more your subjects being killed or worse captured and 7228B still in RESF custody. However there reasonable chance we can get an operative close enough to 7228B that we could deal with them."
Chrysalis's pace slowed. Even though she was in her inner sanctum the Queen of Changelings scanned the surroundings before she replied. "And this operative would be able make their successful exit after completing the task? I don't want lose another highly trained, expensive operative on a fool's errand."
"Yes your Majesty. The operative would only have to get close enough to 7228B to administer a powerful but time released toxin that when it activates will kill the target in less than a minute. The toxin can be administered through skin and takes 30 minutes to take effect. That will allow the operative time to vacate the premises. Once the toxin takes effect there is no known way to counter it."
Having reach the pool the queen set her purse down on a poolside table and looked but at the brilliant cobalt blue sky littered with great puffy white clouds. For a moment Chrysalis was silent. She closed her eyes and then spoke.
"Then you have my permission. Proceed with the operation and deal with them."
There was a moment silence on the other end of the line. Then the voice replied. "Understood your Majesty. I will make the necessary arrangements." There was another pause. "Your Majesty. I believe that 7228B will understand that this is a necessary action, and it is possible that the operative may be able to convey a short message to the target. Do you wish to tell them anything?"
Chrysalis closed her eyes again and pinched her brow with a free hand. Taking a deep breath she slowly let it out.
"Tell them that they served me and the hive well, and they will be remembered."
"Understood your Majesty." The voice said softly. The up phone call abruptly ended. Chrysalis tossed it on the phone on the table. She stared again out at the sky. After a moment she said to herself.
"The title of queen is a heavy burden to bear."
Comments
Baron Engel
Changelings are naturally plantigrade.
WILLIAM C JOHNSON
BTW, it is curious that Chrissy is plantigrade rather than digitigrade, i.e. Feet rather than hooves. I guess his is that the 'lings are not Ponies, as such? 'Axe
WILLIAM C JOHNSON
Queen Chrissy is becoming an interesting character. Not one dimensional at all. Why is it that the "Bad Guys" or Bad Girl, in this case, have depth? I have heard from several authors, that writing the villans is more fun, and more interesting. That last line is noteworthy. 'Axe
