Octavia's Bow

"Unless you somehow randomly pull out of your behind the world's most beautiful cello... I don't know what I'll do! I might teleport home, grab one of Misha's shotguns, and paint some walls! And then deall with consequences after I've gone insane. You'd better have something good, Shaney boy.:

"I think that is the operable question. Yes, why the f*** did you want to destroy something so beautiful to make a comodity that YOU COULD LITTERALLY F****** BAKE AT HOME. I! I! I! I! I COULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW SHANE!" She bets a slightly charred cello with reverence, before clutching it to her person.

Sayaa realized she was both hyperventilating and over reacting. She shot Hikari a grateful look and tried to get her breathing under control, and for the briefest moment her form flickered. She didn't really get any taller, or bigger. She just looked a little older, and a tad more ragged. Basically, what she would call 'magical makeup,' a sort of illusion cantrip, failed for a slight moment.

"Is that a fire?" Sayaa asks, pointing at on of the store fronts. "That has got to bee the worst drawing of a pizza I've ever seen. And it's on a pizza box... Wait, the storefront... That is not a pizza restaurant." She bites her lip and looks back down through the windows, seeing a pile of burning cellos. Who would do something like this? Who would possibly- SHANE??!?!?!!?!?!?!? She stood there twitching rather angrily for a moment. (World class jerkorino right here)

Sayaa shakes her head no, "Either I'll be dead, or the world will be so drastically changed by it's power I couldn't plan for the aftermath. Either way, it's not worth thinking about." She smiles at Hikari, oblivious to her dislike. She yawned from her end of the car and watched for the shoppe.

Sayaa had to think about it for a moment, scrolling through the songs available. She didn't really know what kinda stuff Hikari had on her phone, but she had to assume the newer hits were there. That being said, most new stuff was just electronically modified junk. Eventually, she settled on this: (You can bite me Hypno. I love my PMVs.)

Sayaa beams at Hikari and skips to the car. Getting in, she buckles up. Back straight and body poised, she waits for Hikari to follow. She can barely control her excitement, shown by her slightly shaking leg. It would seem that, for whatever reason this was important.

She blushes and grinds a toe in the ground, blushing. "Umm... when I was little I was... much more formal and I was wondering..." She scratches the back of her head, blushing profusely, "If we could maybe.... go cello shopping?" She hugs her chest, embarrassed in multiple ways on that engagement.

ChikoritaBrony, on 23 Sept 2014 - 09:58 AM, said: Beta tries to keep up wit her fast instructions but has trouble. He has never worked this fast on it. He then turns to her and says, "I'm sorry if I mess up at any point. I can make it up to you if I do. I really do." He then puts it in the oven and hopes for the best to happen. Pinkie waves her hoof nonchalantly, “No problem. Sometimes the best recipes are just little accidents. This was a really good idea, by the way.” She looks out of the kitchen as more and more ponies steadily come to the party, and nods to herself. HopeTheWanderer, on 23 Sept 2014 - 1:43 PM, said: *Hope blushes heavily as the zebra showed more of herself off, but the unicorn soon regained his composure.* Why don't we dine first, Flowers and Snacks is not far from here and I'll pay for the meal. *He nuzzled Zecora's cheek affectionately, almost like he had a schoolboy crush, it was odd for him as his mind was usually in the past and he was usually forlorn and anti-social. But this shamaness was bringing out feelings he didn't think he still had.* (Mmmm, this is gunna give the resident poet a bit of a brush up course xD) (Lets hope this one follows grammatical and poetical conventions, ehh?) Zecora blushes a little and nods, “A meal to share between us two/A night of memories on it’s debut. Lead the way, my shining knight/I’m afraid I’ve never seen this sight.” She breifly hugs you, before gesturing you to lead the way. Count Paradox, on 23 Sept 2014 - 3:16 PM, said: "F-Fluffle!" Dox laughs and gently tries to push her off. "Stop, t-that tickles!" He wiggled a bit, trying to get away. As he saw he couldn't escape her embrace, he resigned to letting her snuggle him. It was embarrassing, but it made her happy, and, in turn, made him happy. She did this for quite some time, until she picks you up and parades you out of Sugar Cube Corner. She seemed to have a place in mind until she saw a flutterby (Butterfly) fly by. She made a trumpet noise and, forgetting to put you down, began chasing it in fascination. DJ Shy-3, on 23 Sept 2014 - 4:16 PM, said: (b. don't have a cutie mark. Sorry, I should've told you that sooner.) Caramel think to himself, wait... they've been trying to bounce that ball for three days straight? either that, or they have been trying for three days. The way I see it, they are either incredibly talented for bouncing for three days straight, or incredibly determined to break that record. Wait.. are they looking at my flank? Are they judging me? I don't know why, but I really hope the yellow one with the bow isn't judging me... Caramel then starts to shake, but not enough for the fillies to notice. “Look! He doesn’t have one neither,” says the yellow one. “Hey feller, wha’s your name?” The trio holds the ball between them, looking at you expectantly. Suddenly, the bell rings however and they groan. “Later, Applebloom. We gotta go to class,” says a disappointed-sounding orange filly pegasus. She grabs the yellow earth pony and drags her with the white unicorn to class, with the ball. (I’ll leave this up to you. You can be in their class, or you can decided on another.) Scilight Paitanibu, on 23 Sept 2014 - 5:26 PM, said: ~The date. I'm at my observatory, hanging up minimalist science propaganda, and laying a plate of small sandwiches on the table, and charging the telescopes, plugging them into the 20-volt plug-in conduits, and then sitting on the table, looking at watch, excitedly~ Some time before the date. Looks like about a few minutes. Hopefully she doesn't mind the propaganda. *places my teleporter/wrench hybrid device on the table* The wrench activates, and Twilight comes out. She seems a bit confused that she ended up on the table, though not enough to keep her there. After getting on the ground, she smiles tiredly at you. “So… I’m here!’ The Shadow Stallion, on 23 Sept 2014 - 6:56 PM, said: Steelhide followed Dusk to the armory. "I generally prefer to fight with a shield. After all it can be used as an offensive device as well as defensive if one knows how to properly use it." Steelhide said with a chuckle. He grinned when he saw the armory and took a simple kite shield with some small nicks and scratches. When it came to unknown weapons and armor he preferred to pick ones that showed small signs of use. These small signs generally proved that the weapon or armor had been used in combat at some point and had probably protected their owners. Steelhide looked at Dusk. "This armory is very impressive." He stated. He didn't take any armor, he preferred his own even though it did have plenty marks of war on it. "What next?" He asked, standing at attention. “Now,” says Dusk, picking up a dagger, “We’ll spar. But I’ll need to see the weapons you intend to use. I’d rather not die, or be forced to kill you.” He offers a slightly bashful expression, and holds up a paper tag. after placing it on the blade of his weapon, it’s purpose becomes clear. A magical field sets itself around the dealy edges. He passes you a box of the tags and allows for you to get ready, applying his own tags to a spear he collects after the slight demonstration. crisahys, on 23 Sept 2014 - 7:28 PM, said: Crisa finally finished the last bite of her own sandwich and moved on towards eating a couple of cupcakes. After those first two bites of the cupcakes, she replied, "Okay. Lets see if I can go ahead and plan something for tomorrow with you and Big Mac. Any good ideas?" Big Mac nods, and bumps Applejack. She looks at him quizzically, “Err, what? Y’all got somethin’ to do, say it.” He frowns at her. “Singing.” “Oh, tha’s right. Yer Pony Tunes are singin’ t’morrah.” She gets a glare from him, “Pony Tones. Yuhl know what I meant.” He gives her an ‘oh really’ face while gesturing to you. Applejack facehooves. “Oh, yah silly filly, you gotta voice for a reason.” He blushes nervously and looks at you. Well, he looks at the ground in front of you, “Would you, errr, like to hear us sing tommorow?” Comet Tail, on 02 Oct 2014 - 3:06 PM, said: "But what? 'buts' are always interesting!" I say with an excited grin. The pun, and thus somewhat untasteful ambiguous meaning of what I say goes completely over my head. I'm just thinking of how the exceptions are always the most exciting thing, the little glimmers that lead to breakthroughs! (Hopefully Twilight won't think I'm pulling a bad joke? >.< ) She swats at you from behind, “And your mom seemed to think you NEEDED those books.” She clears her throat, “The main group researching the atmospheric interferences are positively stumped at the moment, but I think I could get to the moon. With a few permissions. Purely for reserch,” she’s quick to add. Steel Accord, on 02 Oct 2014 - 3:20 PM, said: Steel took the guide in hoof and skimmed through it quickly. Apart from that, he just stayed close to Strongheart and allowed her to make the proper introduction of him to the rest of the buffalo. The rest of the tribe appeared to be setting up camp, apparently, according to his guide, they were indeed nomadic and this was just one stop that they make before moving on. A pretty popular spot, too. A small trail lead through the center, up to a large central tent. This is where she leads you, dropping her load in a storage tent on the way. You take the opportunity to read through some of the key figures of the tribe in your brochure. She steps off to the side and you see the most important figure in your book; Chief Thunderhooves sits smoking a pipe. He opens his eyes and sets the pipe aside. “Chief Thunderhooves, this is Steel Accord. He’s new around here.” The Chief nods and looks at you expectantly. You get a feeling that he might want a bit of a better introduction.

Sayaa blushed and clasped her hands in front of her chest. "Ummm... there is one thing," she mumbles, mostly to herself. "But if I tell you you have to promise not to laugh! And.... umm... it's kinda expensive. So... you probably won't want to do it either..." She ducks her head a bit, not meeting Hikari's eyes.

"Misha... left a one-hundred note..." Sayaa was having a hard time keeping her hands on it; in a past life that note was food for a week. Or a lot of milkshakes. "On you, Hikari. Before I remember common sense." She got outa the booth and took Hikari's hand, allowing herself to be lead by Hikari.

'Omg, how did u get my #? No matter dawg, don't u got, like, brick-break on wat evr u4ia fone just came out? Game on swagmaster117. We'll be back soon. Keep the pizza warm, yeah?' She turns to Hikari, "We should get back soon. Shane is getting restless. And by that, I mean bored. Bored is never a good thing around a special agent."

"But Hikari, that would be disrespectful and undiplomatic! Setting up a meeting shows the party in question you believe their time is valuable. Not only that, but most communication happens visually. We can't afford to cripple our message via electronics." She gave a broad, proud grin before finishing her shake.

Sayaa bit her lip and looked away; despite it's characteristicly childish nature she tried to suppress the combination of hurt and disappointed. Hurt because she had begun seeing herself as Misha's partner; disappointed because she couldn't see a reason for her to go with them. After all, it was looking to be much more entertaining than kicking around town.

Sayaa looked around, worried. She didn't like it when it seemed like she was the only person actively sizing up the problem; she spent to much time pretending sh had no clue what was going on. So instead, she sipped on her shake and internally anylized what she would do in each and every afterlife from all religions she could think of, just in case one of them was actually correct.

Lyth kinda hung out awkwardly in Cosmo's arms. She decided it wouldn't be too rude to nibble on her food while the boys talked about babies. She decided that if they wanted to let her in on it, they'd decided to also sit down and then actually eat the food.

"Cosmo," Lyth says around his magic. "Now would be a really good time to practice your runes. You know, since your here and I'm here... I could help." She blushes and nervously twitches, drawing circles subconsciously. The magical, silvery-purple disappeared at a rate that it was drawn, looking similar to being eaten.

"We die," she says bluntly, "We are going after a key that could unlock one of the most powerful artifacts in existence. We have a small collection of rag-tag troops that barely know or trust each other. Even more discouraging, our recon from Miss Technological came back with a fort. A fort hidden from satellite scanners. Which means who ever has it right now is either rich or powerful, and maybe both. That means guards, security... a theif's nightmare job."

"Ohhh, you know. Frozen north." She probably would've continued, but suddenly up became down and down became the north-easterly point of ceiling. She laughs, "Oh, you know.... the salad. And, ummmm, the water would be nice. And some carrots. And apple.... How about we just fill a plate?" She blushed a bit, still hungry from the energy cost of traveling cross-continent. She rests her head on his shoulder with a smile and closes her eyes.

She kissed him back with an intensity to match every moment and oppertunity for a missed kiss since she'd been gone. "I was afraid I might miss it too. The Crystal Empire to here is a far way to travel." Somewhere, there was a circle of slightly lower priestesses all laying on faint-coaches sipping a shake designed to help them cope with large ammounts of energy loss. They were in various states of passed out or tired. "Soooooooooooooo, are you saying you DON'T want the frozen fire I found? It looks like fire, but it radiates cold like ice and looks frozen. It also jumps, leaps, and has to be kept in a special container so it doesn't freeze everything." "It is a pitty you couldn't be bothered to marry at night, Crimson. She would've looked absolutely gorgeous in silver," she whispers to the lucky spouse. "The pleasure is mine, Vanylla. Anyone who can stick with swash-buckling pyromaniac here is definitely welcome company." She winks, then curtsies herself. "Now, I don't mean to be 'that pony,' but it's been a taxing trip... and I was wondering if there was food..."

(Oh my god... does Niveous exisist in the 4th/5th dimension? Is Zeke an Ascended Master? Does Brony know about life science? Find out in the next post!) (Note- This is me joking.) "Why would a teleportation esper want to fight? Especially since, from what I've gathered from your stories, she seems perfectly fine with just beaming herself away Scottie at any time. A head on approach against the slipperiest person we can find might not be the best approach. I mean, ask Misha. Things go wrong when and if they can." (Reffering to the witch hunt of last night)

She waves Cosmo's suggestion away, "I think you are, technically.... but it gets cluttered around on a table. Besides, it's easier to teleport WITH the presents. And I was was afraid I wasn't going to make it." She waved her hoof and most of the presents disappeared with a fading rune. Soles, however, remained. "I missed you."

A solid column of moonlight beamed itself right next to Cosmo. Some runes slowly formoed around the beam and then rotated before, with a flash, Lyth (No 'e' there ) appeared. She was wearing warm clothes that suggest far travels in the north. Some missionary work, as well as a little time for personal reflection as Luna had seen fit. It had been hard for her to leave Cosmo behind. That, however, is another story. With a poof, the heavy clothes disapeared and her High Priestess garb returned, along with a very large tackle-hug to Cosmo. "Cosmo! I feel like it's been forever and a half. Oh.... I didn't miss the party did I? I came baring gifts..." A few wrapped presents of different shapes and sizes came down the moonbeam as it began disappearing from existance. She smiled at the ky, before returning her attention to the ground. "Oh, Crimson. I brought some stuff for you too, though I'm not sure how you'll feel about it. Where's our debonair friend? I need to give him his present... and congratulate him on finding a special somepony."

"An aweful long and trusting account of your abilities for the Living City. You might want to watch where you say that, Zeke. Humans have a long history of killing what they can't explain." She tossed her magic around a bit, before taking out a series of paper tags. Setting them in a row, she gathered her energies on her finger and began drawing charged, magical symbols on them. "Either way, we're going to need a way in, a way to track down the esper should she get away after, and a way to stop her from teleporting. Because eventually, I'll pass out from overworking myself. As we've seen prior."