Chamber 3 ( ) Video

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[The video is quick, only a few seconds long. The camera captures a shop from a short distance away, easy to identify for anyone who knows the area. More interesting is the voice heard in the background:]

Four days. Jesus.

[The camera turns to show a man, looking none too great with a hand rubbing over his face. The armor has changed, but it's undeniably Agent Washington.

And that's all, before the feed clicks off. Here he is, folks, come collect.]

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[unrecovered]

[The faintest hint of a smile tugs at the edge of his lips. He can't help it - he doesn't think he's ever seen Luna so happy before, and he's definitely never seen her prance.]

[And now he can't get a word in edgewise. Evidently a happy Luna is a chatty Luna.]

It's okay. I'm fine.

[He's not fine; he's exhausted and dealing with a minor concussion. He's also not about to admit to any of it, despite it being fairly obvious.]

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[This is exactly why she came along. Now he's going to say he's fine, and Luna is going to argue he isn't, and then the shouting will begin... Celestia quickly assesses her options. Challenge Wash verbally and she might provoke the same anger she fears. Let it go and that confrontation ensues. Celestia quickly chooses the third option, stepping forward herself to kneel by Wash in turn.]

Please allow me to do a quick magical examination of you. The fact that you have returned after disappearing may mean I can gain some valuable information about the processes from such an examination.

[...actually, now that she thinks about it, that would be a good idea even if it wasn't an excuse to look him over and patch him up.]

[statisticallyterrible]

[Even though she knows the Pony Royals can be an exhausting duo (Well, Luna mostly), Chell can't help but roll her eyes at Wash's insistence. She gives Celestia a pointed look and taps at her head. Head wounds are no joke, don't try and brush this off.]

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[Luna did indeed open her mouth to contradict Wash, but Celestia's intervention stops her.]

Oh! Yes, that is a good idea as well! [And now she's probably going to be doing the same thing from back here. What if it's dream-magic, after all?]

[unrecovered]

[Well, he's outnumbered and outmatched, and this isn't exactly a battle that needs fighting, not that he's got much fight in him right now anyway. He leans back just a bit and tries not to sigh too loudly.]

Sure. Go ahead.

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[Celestia nods subtly to Chell, understanding entirely. The alicorn bends her head, bring power to her horn so as to canvass the agent with magic. She seeks any trace or residue of an external influence, with all the finesse and skill she can muster.]

[And if a concussion just happens to accidentally get some magical treatment in the middle of all of that, well, these things happen.]