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Post by Whispering Wind on May 20, 2005 15:36:04 GMT -5
[cont. form Rainbow River - Lonleyness and sorrow]
The villain, Star Dasher, trotted down the rainbow brick-path again. The wary over Coon almost made her sick - she had to sneak up to the castle to make sure that she wasn´t there. Or was there...
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Post by WingSong on May 20, 2005 15:38:28 GMT -5
((Oo-kay...I'm waiting for Myst to reply, or something, and Breezie is NOT going to the salon, for the record. ))
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 20, 2005 15:42:31 GMT -5
[Allright. I see.]
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 20, 2005 16:00:04 GMT -5
[Oh, I got to go. Aww. Goodnight, ]
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Post by WingSong on May 20, 2005 16:02:54 GMT -5
((Night! Hope to see ya later!)) ((Cont. from Wandering thread.)) Breezie hurried up towards the mare, slightly aware that she would not be able to run as quickly with a cast on one leg now. So I've gotta go for a sneak attck! Circling around at somewhat of a distance, she stayed near plantlife and tried to walk up behind Dasher. ((Okay - if Dasher doesn't notice it'll be easier to sneeze on her. ))
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 21, 2005 1:15:39 GMT -5
[JUst a 'lil note: she's the Hasbro Dasher. Means earthling. But it's OK.]
The mare sadly looked down at the ground. And what would she do, if Coon was sitting in a cell at the Celebration Castle? Or even worse - is she wasn't there?! She gritted her teeth slightly, pinning her ears back. Moe would for sure recognize her, wouldn't he? How was she supposed to get the theif out of there?
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Post by WingSong on May 21, 2005 15:40:03 GMT -5
(( Arggh, I mixed it up on this thread AND the other! I was thinking of your persona. That...and I've gotten like a total of 9 hours of sleep in the past two days. Oh well - I edited it all so it's all good. )) Dasher was preoccupied - just a little closer...Breezie was about a foot behind the mare when she suddenly could not contain a big, loud, wet sneeze. "A-a-CHOO!" She sniffled and put on a deer-in-the-headlights expression. "Um...oops..."
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 22, 2005 1:45:48 GMT -5
"A-a-CHOO!"
Dashes back was sprayed. Trning arond angerly, she faced...Dasher's eyes widened; the mad kid?! Oh no. Not again. The broken leg surely hadn't stopped Breezie. This was crazy.
"Um...oops..."
Dashed pinnned her ears back and bounded off. Not in the direction she was heading to the minute before, and not in the direction she came from. Can't you leave a poor citizen alone? Argh. Her plans had to wait.
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Post by WingSong on May 22, 2005 2:22:51 GMT -5
Clearing her head, Breezie reared up(and made a loud sound when her cast hit the cobblestones upon coming back down) and shouted, "Hey - hey!" She lunged for Dasher and ended up flying into her, smashing into her side, and feeling overall extremely disoriented.
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 22, 2005 2:34:06 GMT -5
Dasher had only taken one step when Breezie flew into her side. The villain got out of balance and fell into the stone path. "Ouch..." Dasher rised her head and looked at the filly. But she was out of words. She tried to rise as quickly as possible.
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Post by WingSong on May 22, 2005 3:29:10 GMT -5
Breezie waved her broken hoof in front of Dasher. Up on her feet again, she stared at the mare and said coldly, in an accusing tone,"You pushed me off the roof!" She brought the cast down with another loud thud, and glared, waiting for a response and having to hold in another sneeze.
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 22, 2005 12:06:02 GMT -5
Dasher's jaw dropped slightly. She now stod up. No. That was not true. The filly fell of the roof. Or didn't she? Dasher settled her thoughts and replied as quickly as possible. "Why did you chase me all the way up on a roof, then?" The villain was ready to bound off again. But before she made that, she had to get this sorted out. She couldn't have Breezie running after her as soon as she put a hoof in town. But she was ready, just in case the kid would ignore her questions and tackle her again.
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Post by WingSong on May 22, 2005 12:22:54 GMT -5
Because they don't just give up on the cop shows, Breezie thought. But instead of answering, she countered Dasher's question with some of her own. "Why did you run onto the roof? Why did you bite Peri? Why did you want to help that bad guy get away?" She was totally oblivious to the fact that Dasher could easily run at any moment, and now found herself actually attentively listening for the mare's answer.
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Post by Whispering Wind on May 22, 2005 14:25:59 GMT -5
"Why did you run onto the roof? Why did you -"
Actually Dasher did not feel that she had to answer those questions at all. What was this? A silly game?
"...Why did you want to help that bad guy get away?"
Because I love her, Dasher thought, her ears pinned back again. But calmly, she perked them forwards again, and repiled: "You know nothing of the life on the streets." The mare did not feel like going into this, but she was curious over how Breezie would react if she heard a bit of the truth. "Sleeping by the dumpsters...no food to keep you from starving. The only water you get to drink is from the dirty puddles on the ground. ...Nobody who cares. None who loves you." And after some seconds, the corner of her mouth pointed upwards, and she added: "I'd like to see you do that. You wouldn't survive for three days." Spoiled little brat...
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Post by WingSong on Jun 2, 2005 21:01:44 GMT -5
((Yipes, I'm sorry to take so long!))
Breezie stepped backwards, ears pinned back. She'd forgotten that she had been trying to find Dasher, and now had the feeling of being scolded - she wanted nothing more than to back out of the situation.
"Hey. You-you shouldn't talk like that." She wasn't even entirely sure what she meant - maybe that Dasher might disturb the people around them that might overhear, maybe that she shouldn't think of her life that way. Neither meaning made too much sense, so she left it at that. The filly blew at her forelock, annoyed upon realiing that the wind was now blowing it wildly around in front of her face.
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