"...whatever."


Having silently watched the events unfold, the pegasus mare seems a bit more withdrawn now. A partly ethereal alicorn casting shadow magic and showing signs of erratic behavior that may pan out for the worse in the long run? Big damn deal; Pepper'd been expecting to shotgun her way out of the Rainbow resort after what she did--this too-tall princess is Future Pepper's problem. But something about Doc's present behavior seems to sour her mood even further; the stallion displaying --albeit more doofusly-- the same habits and traits all those meatheads on the force she hated often pulled. Competency going out the window in an effort to scope out any fetching or even partly fetching female, ego and hormones taking over their thinking... She almost wishes some of those poor mares who tried to seduce their way out of trouble put more over on them--they deserved it.

Still, with all the excitement passing, and Pepper's escape assured, she seems to come down from the slight panic and willingness to play as nice with the other ponies. With the open lid of her luggage blocking the view, she takes time to restore her shotgun and bandolier back into her case with the utmost care (though she slips a rather large pistol into a waiting holster under her coat...) and then with a huff takes her seat back. The Sand Dog and griffon were alright, even competent, but the rest? Hopefully she won't have to ever see this group ever again as she rests her head on a hoof and stares out the window.