Chapter 8: The one with a lot of dialog but not many ponies.
11/09/10(Tue)19:03 No. 21105859 >>21105801 These last few days have been insane, and after this is all over I'm seriously considering seeing a psychologist. I've seen a night last thirty-six hours, have met two winged unicorn ponies that have magic powers that raise the sun and moon each day, have travelled to an uncharted land via pegasus-drawn chariot, have represented one of those unicorns in court, gone to America to meet a masked vigilante who dresses like a bat, and am now in a jet piloted by said vigilante on my way back to Japan to find out why the unicorn I'm representing was set up. "So, what's your hunch then, if you don't mind my asking?" Though I can't see his face, I don't feel I need to. It never changes. Besides, whenever I do look at him I feel uneasy. "I've known Luna for a long time now, keeping in touch with a radio. She makes sure the night is always blackest over Gotham, just how I like it." "Yeah, she mentioned that." Batman is one of the few people who can truly appreciate Luna's nights, she'd take no issue in doing him such a small favor. "In all that time, I've frequently heard her speak with her sister Celestia. I may not know her sister personally like I do Luna, but I know a lot about her." "Like what?" That she's a lying, backstabbing, schemer who takes no issue in betraying her own family? "She's a good person." What!? A good person? I look at Maya, she seems surprised too. And doesn't he mean she's a good unicorn? "Even Luna, who's known her longer and better than anyone else has never had anything but kind words about her sister. Letting her leave the night up as a gift seemed exactly like something Celestia would do for her sister."