"Stating for the record."
*small pause*
"Holy fuck.
"Agent Calculating Tactician, do we need to come in there and show you how to do your job?"
"With respect, sir, shut the FUCK up! I nearly died! The entire block went up in flames! Fucking masochists, putting a damn bomb inside that pony."
*unintelligible mumble*
"FINE, I'll do my FUCKING job, but I better get a raise after this!"
*growling*
"Stating for the record, Suspect 006 is a rust colored unicorn stallion. His eyes are a bland gray while his mane and tail are a terrible contrast of yellows. Cutie mark looks to be an automated cart with a flag on top. The only augmented that could be found on him was the chip implanted in his skull. Allows for better decision making in less time it usually takes. Other notes worthy of notice is the fact he's a damned good taxi driver. Fuck you, sir."
"Just read the damned script!"
"Last important piece of information is that he's recovering from a crash. Sending him in now."
*door opens*
*door closes*
*shuffling*
*soft thump*
*chair creaks*
"It says here, you're a damned good taxi driver, this true?"
"I would like to think so."
"Sorry, I nearly blew up today, you gotta be more precise with me. Was that a yes or a no?"
"Perhaps, depending on who you ask."
*pause*
"Right, okay. What's your name?"
"Tight Swerve."
*sharp trill*
"Apparently my machine here doesn't believe you. Just tell the truth, I've had a trying day."
“There will always be time to jump. Tomorrow. The day after. No rush.” -Aiden
"Tight Swerve."
*silence*
"Right, okay, I'll just go along!"
*small chuckle*
"Okay, Mister Swerve, what were you doing on April 20th?"
"I crashed and woke up in the hospital."
"Yes yes, I know that, but what were you doing before that?"
"Waiting for my next passy, then this big fucker and small guy comes in. They gave me directions, I drove. Then I crashed."
"Passy?"
"Passenger."
*sigh*
"What did the two 'passies' look like?"
"Big fucker was heavily augied earthie, small guy is skinny peg."
"Augmented earth pony and pegasus?"
"That's what I said."
"Did you see what color they were?"
"They was wet, slick, covered in red. Too much red."
*slight pause*
"What?"
"They was wet, slick, covered in red. Too much red."
"Yeah, okay, you're not helpful. Let's try something else, how did you crash?"
"I crashed."
"Yeah, but how!? What happened that made you crash!?"
"There was a cat."
"A cat."
*annoyed groan*
"Okay, you can go. Rest up."
"Bye."
*shuffling*
*door opens*
*door closes*