[FO:E] The Northern Wasteland of Equestria 1

[Rebonack]

[Manehatten - Outside Stable 29]

Corn just gives a nod. He'll get one of those berries to Down yet! Mark his words! There isn't a pony alive that can resist his confections forever!

Now then.

Time for business.

"Distractions are easy," Swiss replies, the usual enthusiasm in her voice having drained away. Instead? Cold. Calculating. Intense. Her eyes track the movements of each and every pony she can see, ears twitching at the faint snippets of voice and conversation drifting in on the wind. Every face. Every detail. Every subtle move of the body.

See them. Be them. Walk like them. Talk like them. Single one out, replace them. And do her thing.

Rye nods and points a hoof. "Only one on that side."

"I'll get an idea of what we're up against. And find something important to blow up," and with that Swiss slinks into the shadows and begins creeping toward the eastern side of the compound. Once she's no more than five feet away it suddenly becomes very difficult to track her with one's eyes. Something about the Changeling's magic is even giving the sensors on the EFS trouble.

Corn gives a low chuckle and shakes her head. "Super-secret-spy pony. Sure don't look it, does she? Give Swiss a few minutes to do her thing."