Last Cab Out {open}

[Ichiro Yoshi]

Hiro had actually been wandering about the restaurants for some time before finally deciding to drop a few of his hard earned coins at the Hattery. It was late, his shift having just ended at the local mall, and he'd been hoping to pick up something fairly light to munch on while he headed home. He opted for a to-go container of soup, which he held between his hands, both of which were wrapped in a pair fingerless gloves. Steam rolled off the container, even more steam than what puffed out of Hiro's mouth. Both curled into the air, beckoning heat in this chilly weather.

When you needed to get back to the living quarters in a hurry, you really only had a few options. There was a bus that hit the various places to help everyone, but it stopped going after midnight, and it was just a few ticks after (the Hattery having been open late for a few people getting off the last shift; it wasn't like the residents had a lot in the way of options). No bus meant that Hiro had to call for the cabs which, thankfully, were free to residents, especially late at night. however, he also knew that there couldn't be many left at this point. So he hurried to the cab's stopping point, nearly racing.

He got there just in time: a cab rolling up to the spot. Hiro held up a hand and started to hail it, only to be aware that someone else had gotten there at the same time as he. He paused, looking the other person over. The hero in Hiro roared up, and he gestured for the other to take the cab.

"Ya both might want ta get in," barked the driver, a grizzled old woman who peered up at them. She took a hit from a cigarette and smiled with yellow teeth. "This is the last cab for the night. Don't worry," she smiled, "I drive great."

Hiro looked at the other person, shrugging. It wasn't like they had choice. Last cab, so they'd have to share...

[Twilight Sparkle]

Twilight normally didn't stay out that late. There were far, far too many things for her to be doing, too much for her to be juggling, for her to spend many late nights out. However, this time she'd been camped out at the Hattery (not abnormal) putting together all her data, crunching numbers and preparing charts. There had to be a problem to all the strange phenomena, something that connected everything together. Twilight still hadn't completely given up on the whole Displacement Event, but she had decidedly more concrete evidence about the recent phenomena.

Hence why she'd lost track of time and needed to be ushered out of the Hattery by a kindly employee. Twilight had thanked the young woman and dashed out, hoping to catch a cab. She generally took the bus, having carefully arranged her schedule to maximize its potential usage. However, she'd ignored those alarms, having reached a breakthrough, something that proved without a shadow of a doubt that this whole thing had to be mechanical based as opposed to magical. But alas, no bus. Which meant cab.

Twilight wouldn't have even made it had she not teleported there. True, she could probably teleport all the way home if need be, but that was exhausting, and she already had rings under her eyes. To her dismay, a young man was standing there, obviously having hailed the cab.

"So... sorry... stayed... out," she panted, taking a deep breath and looking. "Uh, did she just invite us both in? That looks... okay...?" she gave the young man a hesitant smile, then shrugged and headed into the cab. It wasn't like they had a whole lot of options.