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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 9, 2003 22:26:20 GMT -5
(Time: Mid Afternoon, After the defeat of the Dark Rainbow)
(Con. from "castle crumbling con..." thread in the Castle)
Wysteria tripped in through the window of her room, falling to the floor in a huff. She wasn't hurt, just surprised by her stumbling. Unfortunately none of the construction workers had time within the past day to establish some form of stair system. Which left the purple mare to climb the fire escape.
She got herself up, and dusted herself off. Her coat was still stained and a little hard from paint, dirt, sweat, and blood from the various patients. As much as I would love to fall flat on my face in my bed, I will not stand to be this dirty any longer. So Wysteria turned towards her bathroom and headed in, hoof itching her dirty scalp.
Now seeing two decisions in front of her, Wysteria only took a second to decide for a bath to a shower. She flipped the faucet on, and strolled back out and to a closet with the towels. She grabbed a few, and then aquired some body wash, shampoo and conditioner. The last thing she needed was some soothing music and candles. And once those had been grabbed, she charged back into the bathroom, closed and locked the doors, and enjoyed her bath.
(ooc: I figure that she is locking the bathroom for sake that anyone could just crawl through that window. She has to leave it unlocked for Moony or Trinket.)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 10, 2003 6:20:01 GMT -5
((occ: hehehe, but you can't keep sylphs away))
The pale-gold sylph hovered into the room after following the purple mare from the left overs of the castle. He hovered in looked around. It looked... not bad... the sylph frowned, but was determined to do what his friend said, though he's guessing this purple pony was the one the elemental pony referred to. Keeping this in his little simple mind, the sylph looked around, forgeting why he had to follow the purple mare completely.
((hehehe, Sylph on a mission! Moony come soooon!))
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 10, 2003 17:52:58 GMT -5
Wyteria scrubbed gently at her coat, the sweat being the first to leave. The bload and dirt were caked into the hair, and was hard to remove. Eventually the paint gave way, but left multi colors on the fur. It wasn't until several minutes more that the coat's imperfections washed away. Satisfied, she began working some shampoo into her tail.
Feeling better than she was before, and being alone, Wysteria talked allowd to herself. "So Silver Shadow seems to like seclusion.," she paused a moment," Would he mind a companion in his seclusion?"
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 10, 2003 20:39:51 GMT -5
The pale-gold sylph over hear what Wyteria was saying and hovered over to her. He slipped under the door to the bathroom and sat on the soap. The sylph knew well that the mare couldn't see him; he sensed no magic coming from her and she seemed lost in thought anyway.
He cocked his head at the question she asked herself. Would he? There was the gnomes and sylphs and sprites and salamanders and undines and the other creatures of this land. Silver Shadow enjoyed their company and always did, because he saw them as the creatures of the land. The sylph knew well that the unicorn loved the earth and nature dearly as though it were his mother...
The sylph shook his head. Silver Shadow wouldn't mind a pony companion at all. He didn't mind the elemental creatures, so why not Wysteria? The sylph sat down waiting for the mare to ask more.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 11, 2003 17:44:49 GMT -5
Her hooves weaved conditioner into her tail, her white/pink/purple hair becoming silky and soft once again. Again, she continued to talk allowed to herself.
"I really hope he was all right. He did leave rather hurriedly, and I didn't like those wounds at all.," and then as an afterthought," But they weren't as bad as that white mare's (Kira) and that gray stallion's (Coon Skin)."
Her hooves began to wash out the conditioner from her tail while running it under the facet. After a moment it ran clean, and she went to the shampoo bottle again, this time to work it into her long mane.
"Perhaps after this I should go off looking for him in the Outer Edges. I know I should probably sleep, but I wish I just knew his wounds were all right." she said out loud, as if telling herself an excuse to see him. But truth was...she was almost afraid she'd never see the other for a long time.
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 11, 2003 20:02:30 GMT -5
The sylph nodded solemnly in agreement. The wounds weren't bad at all, Silver Shadow didn't care abut those; it was what was happening within the stallion that bothered him the most. But it was over now, nothing to worry about.
The pale-gold glance at Wysteria nervously. Leave to look for Silver Shadow? The sylph fluttered over to her and buzzed around her like a fly. He wanted to tell her Silver Shadow was fine and that she needed not to look for him, but how was she surposed to hear him? He doubted the mare could hear him anyway.
On well, if she desired to look for him, then so be it. He couldn't stop her from doing what wanted.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 11, 2003 20:21:50 GMT -5
The hot steam from the bath had moved about the tiny bathroom, fogging the mirror up. Wysteria rinsed out the shampoo and went at it again with the conditioner
(ooc: There's your chance, have the slyph write things on her mirror, lol)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 12, 2003 8:25:08 GMT -5
((A good idea indeed, if only he knew how to write!!! lol. But hey the gnomes would love to help out...hehehe...)) The pale-gold sylph sat down on the bar of soap, as the mare continued with the conditioner. Thinking hard abut how he could tell Wysteria about Silver Shadow, he looked at his reflection opposite of him, confused at the thought that it was another little pale-gold sylph looking straight at him and was disappearing behind the fog with the same expression as the actual sylph. The sylph scratched his head in confusion and hovered over to the mirror. Frowning at it, he placed his tiny hand on it and pulled it back quickly after the shock of the touch. He looked at the mirror and ((wow!)) there was a little human hand print on it, the exact spot were he put on. The sylph looked at the print, then his hand, the print, then his hand over and over in confusion. Three little grey gnomes appeared nearby and looked at the mirror to see what the sylph had just done. One of them did the same as the sylph and when he touched it, he jumped back into the other gnomes in surprise. There was another little hand print. They all looked at each other, puzzled by the print. Cautiously, the gnomes approached the mirror once more and all placed their puny hands on the mirror before removing them. More hand prints, gnome sized. They did it again and again until the whole bottom row of the mirror was covered with gnome hand prints and the little grey earth elementals where jumping up and down, clapping their hands in delight. The sylph suddenly understood that the foggy reflector thing was like snow or sand. That he could draw on it. He got one finger and pressed it onto the mirror before moving it downwards, drawing a thin wobbly line. Dancing around in delight, the sylph knew that this way was the way to tell Wysteria about Silver Shadow. He rubbed his hands together and set to work with writing, alongside the gnomes pieces of "art" who occasionally pushed each other around rather brutally while they fought for the clean bits of foggy window. A few undines rose out of puddles on the floor and watched them, pointing at the odd looking pictures on the mirror. Soon enough, the mirror was covered with awkward scribbles, tiny hand prints and undistinguishable, deformed pictures of animals done by the gnomes, who looked at their art work with a great deal of satisfication and pride, even though it had the rating of a children's artwork. Amoungst the hands and scribbles was the sylph's work, which was equally a child's standard. It would of been a good idea, if only the sylph knew how to write and spell, but luckyly, he knew a few simple words, bits of the alphbet and sounded out the words he knew in his mind. This is what his tiny little message said: HEe Ohh Ka NoO heRtt HeE Goo FeEWaHh B BahhCa PoENaY PlAccE SoOn Beaming with pride, the sylph wiped his hands. It was the first time he had ever wrote something. He sat on the soap once more, waiting for the mare to see the message and the artwork of the gnomes. ((lol. Wanna figure it out?))
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 13, 2003 9:20:23 GMT -5
((cont. from Razz'a curiosity shop.))
Mean while...
Moon Crystal used the same way as Wysteria to get to the purple mares apartment. She crawled through the window and stumbled into the room, which looked just like the way they left it.
"Wysteria?" Moony called out." Are you here?" She walked over to the folded out couch where she left her blue bag. She picked it up and sat down on the couch, pulling out the last stale choc-chip muffin. Moony looked at it sadly; thoughts of Siri flooded her mind and when Moony first met her. I wonder... if I stayed with the indigo when I met her, I wonder if this would have happened to her... Would of it been different? Tears began to blur her sight by their own free will. She felt that bitter regret and fault in her. Yes, I wouldn't of met Wysteria and Trinket... She sat there, crying silently while gazing at the muffin.
((occ: ok. After seeing the sylphs bad spelling or what ever, I guess Wysteria can ask Moony instead about Shadow.))
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 13, 2003 20:19:06 GMT -5
(ooc: Aww.....the pony message is cute!)
Wysteria hummed silently to herself. She couldn't quite place where she'd heard the song, or if it even had any lyrics, she just knew it was in her head. Her hooves shifted through her long mane, rinsing the last of the conditioner out. And with one, almost hollywood style, turn of the head, her hair flew, splattering drops of water everywhere (lol, hope that sounded right).
The purple mare stood from the tub, dripping, but happily refressed. At least some of the days stresses had left her, although her mind would still be racked with the events for a while. Felling clean atlast gave Wysteria a new burst of energy, though she knew she would be dead tired again in an hour. She felt around, grabbing her towel and dried her body off, then grabbed a brush and went to work with her mane. After the tangels were removed, she wrapped a towel around her head, and went to work on her tail. After brushing that, she wrapped it up in almost a bun. Wouldn't you rather do that then wear a towel on your butt?
Satisfied and ready to go back out into the world, she looked up to give herself a smile in the mirror. But she didn't smile, her eye grew wide in almost shock and fear at the sight that someone could've been in the bathroom. "Oh my...," she looked around suspiciously, and half frightened. She knew the bathroom was empty besides herself, and the door was locked. Then how could it have gotten here?
Wysteria quickly calmed herself down. It was a scary thing, but, she knew that the evil had all ready been disposed off. What this probably was was magic of somesort. So she calmly read allowed what it said. "H-Ee Ohh Ka NoO heRtt HeE Goo FeEWaHh B BahhCa PoENaY PlAccE SoOn....what in the name of rainbows?," she said slightly baffled," No....wait....That's a he, a He. Ohh Ka.....? O.K! He ok... no hert? Hurt. He go FeEwaHh? Be Back poeny place soon. He ok, no hurt, go FeEwaHh, be back poeny place soon. What's a FeEwaHh? Or where is this..Fewa? And who is he....?" She frowned a moment, concentraiting hard on the words. And it clicked in her head. "Silver Shadow! Oh, Thank the Rainbow! He's all right," she sighed in relief. The message was truly a sight for sore eyes.
Her ears than picked up on the arrival of Moony. "I'm here! I thank rainbow your home safely from that battle!," she said, setting the brush down and rushing to unlock the bathroom door. By the time she was out, she'd noticed the unicorn weeping. The towel fell off her head as she rushed to her friend's side. With wet forelocks in her face, she gave her a reasuring hug," What's wrong Moony?"
(ooc: Longer than I wanted @_@)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 14, 2003 8:43:27 GMT -5
((^-^))
The gnomes mutely giggled delightfully before disappearing when they were showered by the sprays of water from Wysteria's hair. The sylph, however, stayed and listen to her read it. He smiled when she read it out and understood it, and he dissappeared silently, leaving no trace of his existance.
((Sylph gone... for now. ^-~))
Moony moved away and looked at Wysteria, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Why did this have to happen?" She said quietly, wipping the tears from her eyes. "Why did it have to happen to indigo? She didn't hurt anyone, or was it because of what she was?" She glanced at the muffin once more. "Or was it meant to be? For this to happen?..."
Moony felt lost, just as empty as when the orange stripe left her. "I wish I hadn't left indigo when I saw her at the oaks... this might of all turned out differently then all the death that had happened..."
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 14, 2003 8:56:02 GMT -5
Although Wysteria didn't like to think about this topic either, she knew that it had to be resolved.
"Sometimes these things happen. And although it's gruesome and horrible to kill, sometimes we just have to kill in order to survive. I'm sure there were many of us who were fighting hoping possibly that the evil ponies could have seen the light, to turn good so we could avoid blood shed. But sometimes that doesn't work out. And sometimes we kill things for what they are. It's a horrible sin, trust me I know, but sometimes you can't stop that either. If you believe that this indigo pony had done nothing to invoke the punishment that was placed on her, than I believe you because you can see the good in a pony. But others can't always do that, and they attack things they don't know anything about. Moony, it wasn't your fault that this happened. It's no bodies fault. It just happened, is all. And all though it seems cruel, we must keep in mind that we're safe now. Think of it as the indigo forfeit her life so that you could be safe again. She gave us the chance to be safe from evil. Do you understand?"
(ooc: wow, that was a mouth full)
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 14, 2003 9:13:35 GMT -5
Moony nodded slowly, a small smile began to form. What Wysteria said comforted Moony, it helped her realise that sometimes where was times when things had to happen for good things to come. "I think I do..." She sighed heavily and glanced at the muffin. "Well, we can't change what has happened... but what should I do with this muffin? We can't eat..."
((that was random...))
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Nov 14, 2003 16:29:20 GMT -5
"Well, we could save it," she suggested, but her face went sour," But it would get moldy. Well, um, hmmm." She really thought about this.
"Well," she started again," Can you think of anyone you know that's really down and could use a muffin for cheering up? I mean, you don't have to eat it, but giving it to someone would've been something the indigo would've done, right?"
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Post by Silver Shadow on Nov 15, 2003 6:44:48 GMT -5
Moony nodded. "I guess, but I don't think anyone would want it now. It's been sitting in my bag for sometime... but that's not the reason why I won't eat it. It isn't mine; it was meant for the indigo, but I never got the chance to give it to her."
She sighed. "But I guess I should give it to someone else rather then let it rot completely. Hey, Wysteria? Do you have any pets? They might want some muffin... Or birds prehaps..."
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