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You sigh. Miru may have his faults, but the kid knew when something is up. Most of the time. More than not. Usually. Occasionally. Enough to be cautious. "You need to get your rest, kid. I'll keep watch."
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"Good idea. Heading upward is our best bet, then. If we manage to teleport out then we could send someone back to get the others." Yes Miru you are the good informant. Droog may even give you a cookie. He won't.
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First if all how dare you this magic is not violent it is efficient just because it can be used for homicide that doesn't make it violent, said the tumblr user RPing Droog. You follow Miru through all the twists and turns, silently thinking about how overcomplicated these caves were made. If it wasn't so easy to get lost in the cave, you'd consider it a decent hiding place for when the heat was on you.

You enter the large room and look around, hoping to find something of use-oh nevermind, Miru's tired himself out with his mal. You pat him on the back. "You did good, we've at least gotten somewhere." The two of you are in a marginally better position now that you're in a bigger room, so there's that.
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It takes every fiber of your body, the very essence of your soul, to not say a word. Someone as sarcastic as you would outlive Celestia trying to have the last word. You just sort of. Point your horn towards the crystal wall. The cores of the crystals glow the same, deep maroon as your horn. Bright red veins burst from the crystals, spreading out in them rapidly until they shatter.
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Oh my lord Miru looks plain ridiculous what with the bouncing around. Miru's map mode always looked silly to you, mainly because the kid didn't look at where he was going so he just...hopped into stuff. Don't mock him, Droog, just folow and keep that snarkspitter shut for a second.
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Hmm...why not. Either you starve slowly or you're violently crushed to death by debris. If you're gonna die, it's gonna be on your terms. "Alright, I'm gonna blow it. Show me which walls are blocking the path. And make sure that you're not in the way of the blast." We don't want an unnecessary casulty, do we?
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You'd both hate and love it if Deuce were here. You'd love it because of his mastery in explosions of all kinds and you'd hate it because Deuce makes a mentally damaged boulder look like Starswirl the Bearded by comparison. "I could, but there's no guarantee that blasting these walls apart wouldn't collpase the cave on our heads." You're not gonna lie, it's tempting to blow the walls apart just to show that you can, but stupid risks are just that: stupid. Miru mares don't bite. Usually.
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You are very displeased with the unwanted invasion of space. Yes friend I know I smell great and I know I'm perfect in every possible way but keep your fantasies contained to non-public areas. "I've tried to find a way out. It's like a maze down here. That being said, I'm willing to admit that I may have simply gotten lost in the dark." You've done little more than wander the caves looking for an exit since you arrived here.
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Touch the suit. See what happens. Nah other than a severe death glare, you probably won't do anything to Miru. Not with all these other ponies around, at least. "I'm here now." Here and extremely cautious due to someome apparently knowing you. You will have to avoid the alicorn (of all the ponies to know anything about you, it had to be an alicorn) and try to befriend the new ponies. Get a nice little sphere of influence.
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You roll your eyes at the accusal of having spat on your fleece-friend. No class at all. "I didn't spit on you. Maybe you were just imagining things." You scoot away from Miru. Please no friend do not rub yourself on me.
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You are now DIAMONDS DROOG and good lord it's dark down here. The only light is the maroon shine eminating from your horn and reflecting off of the crystals surrounding you. You take a second to wonder how you got here before deciding that it doesn't really matter if you starve to death in this cave. You wander through the cave, looking for an exit, but your attempt at escape is deemed to be a failure after you spot a pile of sleeping ponies. Said pile includes a certain fleecy friend of yours. How convenient, you think. One could be convinced that this discovery was thanks to a bad roleplayer. You just sort of. Sit back. And watch. If only to creep the new ponies out when they wake up. Creeping people out is always a good way to refresh yourself.