Wolfeus Silverpaw

Nightlight thought it best that he wasn't around when Remix came back, but he said nothing. "Oh. Okay," he responded, now examining the grass with what appeared to be great interest. "I hope we can find a way to make things up to her," Silvia said, smiling sadly as she spied Remix in the distance.

Does anyone else have their tulpa come to school with them to have their calming presence around?

Nightlight shook his head. "N-no, it's okay. I'll perform for you someday. Not now, but... sometime." He smiled. He always did enjoy sharing his talent with others. ...In the right setting, of course. "O-okay, if you say so..." Nightlight said, not fully believing Jazz's words. Silvia sighed.

Nightlight's blush deepened. He wasn't used to other mares smiling at him aside from Silvia. "M-Maybe I could arrange something sometime..." he said, looking down, hiding one of his eyes behind his mane. He reminded himself of one of Twilight's friends, Fluttershy. Silvia giggled a bit, noticing Jazz's attempt to hide her smile. I suppose it was rather funny, wasn't it? "Is Remix going to be okay?" Nightlight asked, looking in said mare's direction.

"I could sing!" Silvia volunteered. "Nightlight likes to sing too, don't you, Nightlight?" she asked, looking at him. Nightlight blushed and turned away in response. "I-I do, but not for such small audiences... I get nervous. You know that, Silvia." "I'm not asking you to sing right now, silly." Silvia ruffled his hair, then turned to Jazz. "You should really hear this pony sing sometime. He's phenomenal! In fact, just the other day, he--MMF!" Silvia suddenly found her mouth sealed shut. She noticed the color of magic around it, and looked at Nightlight. His horn was glowing. "Please stop," Nightlight said with a pleading expression. "I don't like it when you talk about me..." Nightlight cancelled his spell, hoping Silvia would listen. "Oh, of course... Sorry, Nightlight."

"You play the guitar?!" Nightlight and Silvia simultaneously exclaimed. Nightlight hastily wiped his tears away as he turned to look at Jazz. He'd never met a pony that could play guitar before. "Omigosh, that is so cool!" Silvia shouted, jumping to her hooves. "Do you play Rock 'n' Roll? Oh, hey! Maybe we should form a band!" Silvia beamed, thoroughly excited. Nightlight just stared at Jazz, still in shock.

I plead the fifth. I shall say nothing.

Nightlight tried to fight back the tears that threatened to spill the more he thought about the whole situation. "I-it's okay. I-I understand," he replied, turning away from Jazz so she wouldn't see him cry again. He allowed a single pair of tears to spill from his eyes down his cheeks. He thought about turning to Jazz and asking if it was okay if he wanted to cry, but he immediately dismissed it as a ludicrous idea. "It's okay, Nightlight." Silvia did her best to comfort Nightlight with words and nuzzles, and he was grateful for it. "ooh! Do you like pop songs? Or musicals? I think those are my favorite." She smiled, trying to focus on the positive. "Is there a genre of music you're partial to that stands out from all the others?" she asked, giving Nightlight a sort of back massage while she kept her focus on the conversation.

Banned. You don't get an explanation. You're just banned. Forever.

Banned for impersonating Angel.

Nightlight looked confused. "Um, I-I fail to see how that would remedy any situation we might find ourselves in..." "She... erased him?" Silvia tilted her head. Nightlight smiled uneasily at Jazz, hoping she would be friendly to him. When she was finished speaking, he understood and sighed. "She... she doesn't remember..." He sat down on the ground and decided to stay there a while, poking his hoof around in the grass. He watched Remix leave, sighing once more. "I-I don't know what to do other than apologize..." Silvia sat next to Nightlight and draped her wing over him, pulling the feminine pony close. "I know, Nightlight." Silvia looked around the scene awkwardly, from Remix's departure, to Nightlight's somber expression, to Jazz's silence. "So..." she began. "What kinds of songs do you like the most?"

Banned because there's an app for that.

He was attacking using no base for his argument. I don't believe we should listen to such people. If what someone says is obviously false, there is no reason to believe it.

Nightlight released Remix from his grasp and wiped his tears away. "N-no, it's not your fault. You didn't do anything." He paused for a few moments. "...Perhaps I'll tell you later," he said, looking at the ground once more. He shifted his gaze to Silvia and Jazz's conversation. Silvia tilted her head. "He did? But why would Nightlight...?" Nightlight hid behind Silvia again. Wait. Remix! Remix Blitz! Manehatten! Nightlight told me about this! Silvia's eyes widened. "Oh! He... he did... He didn't mean to, though." Silvia's expression was now apologetic. "When he followed Remix into that club, he felt uncomfortable and over-aroused by all the noise and the sketchy ponies. He felt like he had to get out of there, and he wasn't able to tell Remix good-bye..." Nightlight nodded along with what Silvia was saying. Silvia's gaze had lowered to the ground. "I hope you can forgive him. He didn't mean any harm; he didn't know what else to do. He felt like he was in danger." Nightlight looked back at Remix. It seems I don't have to say anything after all...