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Post by WingSong on Feb 24, 2005 19:36:03 GMT -5
Mesmira trotted into the nursery. She might have flown - it made for a far more grand entrance, and it was a lot more fun - but she was in a new place, and didn't want to embarass herself by having this be one of those times when she couldn't stay in the air. Dropping out of the sky without warning was bad enough - she didn't need to have it happen in front of a bunch of strangers with whom she wanted to make a good impression. Meera looked around, and finding noone to ask for a place to spend the night found her eyes settling on a rather large painting on the wall. She just couldn't help herself - surpressing giggles, she gazed intently on the painting, and allowed it to detach itself from the wall.  As the heavy frame clattered to the floor, she also realized that this would catch and hold someone's attention long enough for her to talk to them. |
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Post by Becka *Pone* on Feb 24, 2005 19:49:45 GMT -5
Sherbet was just coming in from watching Rachet building the playset outside when she heard a big bang. Shutting the door behind her, she looked around and quickly found a new foal, standing next to the broken frame of the picture that at one point hung just inside the living room/sleeping room.
"Hey! Are you ok? That doesn't look like fun. Are you hurt? Kail can help you if you are." A string of fast questions left her orange mouth as her sky blue eyes widdened. "I'm Sherbet, who are you?" she ended with.
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Post by WingSong on Feb 24, 2005 22:42:29 GMT -5
"Uhhh...I'm Mesmira - but friends just call me Meera." Are you a friend?, she thought, but did not voice this question. Instead, she continued, "I'm fine - not hurt or anything - but I do need a place to stay and-"
While she talked, she'd had a pen that was laying on the floor soaring around behind the other pony's head for fun. However, now she had subconsciously caused it to tap Sherbet on the shoulder. When she realized she sent it clattering to the floor, and widened her eyes to look as innocent as possible. Then she waited to see if the pony had noticed.
((Um...Is Sherbet a foal? It doesn't matter as far as what I've said so far, but I'd like to be sure.))
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Post by Becka *Pone* on Feb 27, 2005 15:55:22 GMT -5
(She is a foal - 7 or 8 now I believe)
"Oh you can stay here! We have so much fun! We make pancakes and go to the park and..." the orange filly stopped as something tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to look, but all she saw was a pen falling to the ground. Well, someone must have threw a pen at her then. She bet it was Sky Feathers.
Turning back to the other she smiled, "sorry. Anyways, we can go find Kail and Razz and ask them if you can stay. I know they will let you. They let everyone stay." Because I have the nicest parents in the world, she thought to herself with a smile. Even after six months her happiness at Razz and Kail had not worn off.
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Post by WingSong on Feb 27, 2005 16:15:29 GMT -5
Meera sighed in relief when Sherbet shrugged off the pen incident. Fun? Yes. Good first impression? No.
She smiled at the other foal. "Yeah - that does sound fun. I'd love to stay here!" And I hope they're really willing to let ANYONE stay...
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Post by Becka *Pone* on Feb 27, 2005 16:37:10 GMT -5
"Good!" Sherbet lept a little in her excitement. She loved new fillys. It always became so exciting when there was a new filly around.
"Comon, I will go get Razz and Kail and we can ask them, but I know they will say yes!" And with that, the little Explosion ran from the room with a wave for the new filly to follow her.
(cont. in the Morning thread by Silence)
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Post by WingSong on Feb 27, 2005 20:18:20 GMT -5
"Oh-okay..." With that, she hurried to keep up with the other foal.
((Schyeah - continued there!))
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