[RGRE] On the Hunt

Based loosely on events in http://pastebin.com/gBdV1s63

Mk.I

Be Victoria the Sheila roo
>or Vic for short
>a very competent big game hunter and tracker who migrated to canterlot from Ausland
>one who now spends her time organizing and directing safaris and nature trips
>great dosh off all these posh cunts who's idea of a "great outing" is a weekend in the woods
>the door bell rings and you put down the manual you were reading for a new net gun
>time to deal with more uneducaded di... oh its the royalty.
>Both princesses come waltzing through the door
>be polite, be respectful, have a plan
>and hopefully they tip you real good
"G'day princesses, how can I be of service?
>The princess's horn glows a sec and you hear the front door lock
>"There is a small, task we ask of you. and we also request that it remains on a need-to-know level"
>oooo, secret mission, those tend to fetch a pretty penny
"Im all ears"
>"There is a certain, someone, that we need brought in and unfortunately he has been pretty apt at evading our efforts"
>wait, HE? woah, this just got really kinky really fast.
>did they find some bloke with a kidnap/rape fetish?
>WEIRD, well at lest they'll probably pay extra
"Interesting, what can you tell me about this...HE
>"How long do you have?"
"I can clear my schedule"


Mk.II

Be Vic
>and be sitting in your office later that evening surfing the pony net, drinking coffee, and brainstorming
>earlier that day the princesses approached you with a business proposition
>They wanted a certain someone, well certain MALE brought it quietly
>They made you an offer you couldn't refuse
>The pay, being able to form your own team, the RoE
>All for just wrangling in this one bloke, its going to be an absolute cake walk.
>Time to get you and the gals together
>You pick up the phone and start punching in the numbers


Mk. III

Be Clairise the Minotaur
>Or Clair as you would prefer
>and be relaxing in your house after a hard day in the workshop beating down some iron and steel
>Reading over the newspaper and sipping scotch when your phone rings
>Odd, too late to be business
"Clairise speaking, who is this"
>"Guess who?"
>You know that voice anywhere, its Vic.
>She normally calls before din-din, something is afoot
"Its pretty late for you to call, Vic. what's up?"
>"are you alone?"
>well well well, looks like it isn't too late for business after all
"Aye, go on"
>"You wouldn't believe who stopped by my shop with a job that needs doin"
>you roll your eyes, not in the mood for tall tales
"royalty"
>"bingo"
>oh, you didn't expect to be right. this is interesting ideed
>"so, how open are you in the next few days?"
"It not going to be hard to clear my schedule"
>"good, now listen up"