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Post by Rarity on Sept 13, 2012 22:38:14 GMT -5
(Day 3 - Morning. Open)
"Ick! My mane... Why did I have to pick the one place with the most humidity?" Rarity complained. She heard the occasional creature skittering around. She fussed around with her saddlebag, trying to find something that could help her. After a few moments, she sighed. "Oh well, maybe I'll just find my way out of here and find my friends. With Celestia as my witness, I will find my friends and family!"
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Post by Mrs.Brisby on Sept 13, 2012 22:56:40 GMT -5
Mrs.Brisby treaded carefully across the hot barren land. She held the Stone to her heart as it gave her protection against the lava, but Brisby knew she still had to be careful. Brisby hopped along several rocks that floated across a lava river, as she almost tripped and gasped. Brisby caught her breath as she finally made it to the other side of the river. She scurried up a small rock and caught sight of a white unicorn with a purple mane. She appeared to be moaning. Brisby was curious as she then cautiously went up to the pony, "Is everything alright here?" She asked calmly.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 13, 2012 23:46:58 GMT -5
Rarity shirked back, away from a bit of steam and coughed a little. She glanced and saw the tiny mouse and after a few moments, after her question was asked, decided to finally give her answer.
"Not exactly... It's hot and my mane is looking awful due to it. I just need to get out of here and recover... But enough about me, tell me why you're down here Darling?"
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Post by Mrs.Brisby on Sept 13, 2012 23:53:40 GMT -5
"Well...." Brisby began placing an index finger on her chin, "I came here through magical means with the Stone," She showed Rarity the Stone that hung around her neck, "Then I ended up here. I'm looking for my children, as they have gone missing," Brisby then placed her hand on her head with a sad sigh, "I'm so worried about them.....what if they were killed or kidnapped or....." Brisby then felt tears stream from her cheeks as she buried her face in her hands.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 14, 2012 0:51:35 GMT -5
Rarity looked over the stone and gasped, wanting to comment on how gorgeous it was but seemed saddened at hearing the little mouse's story.
"That's awful... We should go after the ruffians who took them at once then?" Rarity finally said, forgetting about her mane problems and wanting to help the small mouse.
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Post by Mrs.Brisby on Sept 14, 2012 0:54:35 GMT -5
Brisby looked up at the pony as she wiped her tears, "Wh...what?" She said in surprise, "You'll help me?" Brisby was curious as to why this strange pony would help her. Brisby had never seen a pony before, let alone a unicorn, but she had heard stories of them.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 14, 2012 1:18:19 GMT -5
"Why of course Darling.... I'm also trying to find my friends so we can look together. We all will be happy. And if those ruffians want to stop us well then... IT...IS...ON... ...Sorry... How unladylike of me..." She smiled at Mrs. Brisby. She didn't seem to mind. Her story was sad and it came first before anything else, Fabulous or Otherwise.
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Post by Mrs.Brisby on Sept 14, 2012 1:27:58 GMT -5
Mrs.Brisby was over filled with joy, "Oh thank you!!! Thank you so much!!" Brisby clasped her hands together and smiled, "And it's quite alright, you don't have to be formal." Brisby decided to introduce herself, "I'm Mrs.Brisby, by the way, and you are?...."
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Post by Luna on Sept 14, 2012 1:43:34 GMT -5
Luna soon appeared with an annoyed look. "What are you two doing out here? It's dangerous to wander this territory without the proper training?" she mewed. The feline hopped up on a nearby rock as she turned to face them. "Scorpion's warriors are being trained endlessly, it's up to me to train the other animals and get you all ready to fight." she remarked.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 14, 2012 2:18:46 GMT -5
"My Name is Rarity... Nice to meet you Darling..." She smiled before they saw a cat appear and start to lecture them. "Darling... A lady doesn't learn how to fight... It's quite unladylike..." She wasn't mentioning that she had fought numerous battles in the past but who needed to know that.
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Post by Luna on Sept 14, 2012 2:33:01 GMT -5
Luna rolled her eyes. She at once didn't like the white unicorn. "We are in a war. You will have to train if you want to survive, Prissy." she mewed in annoyance. The cat hoped the other animals weren't going to be like this, because she would lose it if they were.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 14, 2012 3:38:01 GMT -5
"Prissy. Dear, I know how to survive. I mean I don't want to do unladylike things like jump through hoops or practice. I have my magic and my wit..." Rarity replied. She felt insulted by the little kitty calling her such a foul name. She wasn't prissy, just knowing of what she had done with the skills she has.
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Post by Luna on Sept 14, 2012 3:47:38 GMT -5
Luna flicked her tail as she grew more annoyed. "Magic and wit won't keep you from getting killed. If you wanna live through this war, you've got to train like the rest." she said as she stared at the unicorn sternly. Luna view it as her duty to prepare all animals for the war, and she intended to do just that.
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Post by Rarity on Sept 14, 2012 3:50:21 GMT -5
"And train how exactly? Darling,all of our skills are different... How am I, a unicorn who's proficient in magic, going to keep up with someone athletic like my friend Rainbow Dash or Applejack... We're all good at different things... So I don't need you to be so condescending of me." Rarity just grew more and more irritated and tried to hide it more and more the more she spoke... She glanced at Mrs. Brisby, trying to hope for some kind of mediator.
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Post by Mrs.Brisby on Sept 14, 2012 3:59:36 GMT -5
"You know, it is quite rude of you to come to someone and tell them what to do, it isn't very good manners," Brisby said to Luna shaking a finger at her, "You have to be polite, after all, you are not being very nice.....is that how you would treat your mother?" Brisby's motherly instincts started to kick in.
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