Octavia's Bow

She smiles, "Oh that's easy. Their all so nice and supportive. I mean, they have their moments, but they are all very, very good friends." "Yeah, sure. It kinda wraps around the south side uh town. There's uh map 'n town hall. An Ahm pretty sure that one buffalo 'still here. Prolly tradin' at th' trade post. They usually bring in a few things fer that. We get solid crafts, n they get things that are difficult to find on the plains."

"Actually, rather hot blod. She tried to kill him first, you see. With the sword he keeps in a cane. It's rather romantic. Misha can handle himself. Keep his shoulders pinned down," she adds to the demon, "And sit on his hips. I didn't exactly want to give him a favor in my search. Now, this box here. Hmmm, yeah, this isn't a weapon. But I recognize it. It's a sort of scanner to ID people. Are you a cop?"

"Sorry mate. We ran outta most all non-apple based beers. Next shipment won't be in 'till a month from now. I think th' buffalo might brew some stuff. They been know to grow from time tuh time, when their graze-land grows scarce. Some sorta special techniqueamajiga. It won't be birch beer, but it also won't be hard cider. Only other thing we got right now is water and... well..." He pulls out a bottle of really, really cheep beer, "I can't really get rid o this.... I'll pass it off to you for a bit!" He looks rather hopefully at you, even though he's relatively certain you won't have it. She cheered and went flying at you. Right as you think the hug is inevitable, Chrysalis walks into the room. Fluffle Puff orbits around you and flys into Chrysalis with a big, fluffy, pink hug, which causes her to tumble right back down the stairs she just exited. She nods and smiles at you, "That sounds nice. You're turn. Umm, if you don't mind, that is." She tucks her head in shyly and blushes a bit, dragging her right forehoof in circles.

"I know.... the book tells me I'm an oddball automatically for having it... Anywho, good luck Fey. And one more thing; remember to have fun, ya? Beginning of a fresh school year with lots of potential. Never forget to have fun." Synthia winks, and slips the book away, then leads Fey back to her classroom.

Sayaa connected the last line and placed her doll in the middle. "This is gunna feel much more tingly than the last teleport I did for you. Umm, if you've ever done electroshock therepy, I've been told it's similar, but more magical." And with that happy note, she points at Misha and shoots a bolt of white magic extremely quickly from her fingertip. He appears to liquefy, and is teleported to the apartment front. It looks like someone collecting upwwards fairly quickly from a white liquid. With Misha gone, she smudge the circle incase anyone wanted to follow him. "Now then, what to do about you...." She kicks the guna away from the unknown ninja civilian with obvious training and searches what she can for weapons. Taking any she can reach, she place it out of his and then unblinds him. "Who are you. What do you want. Why are you here. We'll start with that. My demon would like to inform you he is hungery. I would suggest not trying anything." She leans against a wall; the magic was draining her. She needed some food.

Synthia laughs, "Well, you are crazy. Crazy cool. So what's one cat in the... err.... den? gunna do to stop you from getting better. Take it from me, best to ignore the clowns when you can. When you can't, just brush it off. Maybe someday they'll grow up, but it won't be your problem. That's what this book says anyway...." She takes out her 'People 101' book and opens it to one of the post-it pages. "Oh, sorry. You're supposed to take it from HIM. Right, that makes more sense. He's got the experience. So yah, take it from him. Life gets better. Teacher prep talk to the max!" She gives Fey the most innocent, happy smile ever to grace her face.

"Relax. We're not going to kill you," Sayaa says, as she continues drawing her circle, "Now then, if Misha will tell me where our worked up and possibly endangered friend is, I could get him there. Pizza boy, find something to tie up the outstanding citizen here so we can get some informacia."

Sayaa's eyes opened a little wider as she heard Hikari's voice proclaim that particular profanity from across the room. "You need to get her location Misha. I'll get you there. It's more important than duty-bound over here." She quickly begins drawing a transportation circle on the ground.

Twilight sighs, "Ohh, I'm sure she will." She leaves to check up on Spike and... another friend, leaving you alone with a walking pink afro. Everytime you glance at her, she smiles a bit more. She also holds up a sign that read, 'Hugs.' She blushes at you're compliment, "Ohh, umm.... well, you've met Rarity, right? Oh yeah, you told me... Umm, confidence." She sucks in a breath of air and, with zero change in volume, says, "Ummm, so what's your favorite food?" She looks at you with a confused smile, "Uhh, okay? We sometimes let outsiders tour our camps. It's usually fun for everyone." There were three nods, "We try to make sure everypony new to Appleousa gets through at some point. Not everypony wants to, though. Those ponies we try to steer clear from."

"Mmmm, a lot of times social problems can be solved by just taking a deep breath and letting go of the things bothering us. I'll assume Apisves was probably being a jerk too you. You can't really control Apisves.But you can control how you react to him. Maybe his intimidated by you, ya?" She smiles at Fey as she moves from the string to oiling the bow.

Synthia smiles as a few sparks jump off the punch, "You've got the idea. Eventually, the pathways for chi through you will become more clear. But hey! Progress, right?" She smiles at Fey, "How are you feeling?" She sits on a straw mat to check her bow while she waited for a response.

"Hmm... I ment punch WITH fire. And you kind of envision yourself doing it. Like your fist is on fire. You can try it with your eyes closed too, if you think it'll help. Older martial artists thought of a kind of spiritual energy flowing through the universe. They called it chi. Or qi, with a 'q'. It really doesn't matter. They philosophized that if a person focused their own qi, or life force, they would be able to produce amazing results. Allow me to demonstrate." She picked up her bow and showed it to Fey. "When I was a little girl, I made this. It represents a lot to me, and has followed me throughout my life. And right now, I'm going to use it as a sort of focus point for my 'qi'. This takes years of practice and discipline for most. Some find their way through forcing it, as I believe you do. This makes it a bit more powerful, and a bunch harder to control and condense into something meaningful." She brought her arrow quiver over, "I made this quiver rigt after the bow. The arrows, unfortunately, are new, but I had plenty of free time to make them. I never really thought of myself as a craftsman until just now, but there you have it. All of these things are somehow connect to me, and that'll make it easy to pull my chi through it." She drew an arrow while standing. "The targets Rune makes for my target practice are wooden with a sort of hay-mesh covering. I hate to do this to them, but for the purpose of demonstration, I'm sure he'll understand." She took aim and closed her eyes. Focusing on the very tipp of the arrow, she fired just as it began to glow with a hinto of pink. If the target were a person, it would've never stood a chance. The arrow zipped in, and blue up in a rather charming cloud of pink smoke. All that was left was two mysteriously chard pieces of wood that held up the target. "I wouldn't expect results on my first try, but if you work at it I think you'll discover something very fascinating about yourself and your abilities. Maybe in discovering that, you'll be able to deal with Rune's punishment more effectively?" (You may be wondering how she knows. I'm still wondering. It's the spirit of Pinkie man.)

"Mmmm, I'm afraid I forgot his name. But he was half Marrowalk. Caused quite a stir on the first day when the class bully through a few taunts about his mother. That's bad taste, by the way." She looks over at Fey and frowns. "Stop." She postions herself behind the Ninetails gijinka and gently, but firmly, corrects her form. Elbows higher to protect the face, staggered stance, feet shoulder-width apart. "Fey, you can beat this dummy until it's a pile of cinders-" (The burn marks were pretty obvious) "- but it won't help you. Breath, and focus on the motion. Put your anger into something more constructive, and maybe you'll be able to focus it. Like a magnifying glass and a ray of sunshine. Mayhaps punch fire, instead of punch on touch, ey? Go ahead and give it a try."

He was immediately jumped on by a large puffball of pink fur. The surprisingly soft and warm hugging machine latch onto him happily, to read the book over his shoulder. Twilight came downstairs, "Yeah, I'm- Fluffle Puff, enough. Show him some respect, darn it!" She shoes the puff off of Dox and apologizes, explaining that the book was the pink fuzzballs favorite.

Synthia picks up her bow from a corner and does a little target practice for no particular reason. She was still as good as she used to be, always hitting the middle of the target and never one of her own arrows. "You know, you remind me of someone I used to go to school with."

Synthia smiles and removes the ribbon, rubbing the girl's back for a moment, before getting some of Rune's more destroyed dummies. "These should do. Now, where you going for swordsmanship, or punching bags? Because I can collect a training sword for your rather easily if that's your wish."

“I like the color green, and, ummm, I liked the crystal bunnies. They were just so cute and wonderful when they were playing together.” She cooks her hoof onto the ground a little bashfully, “Oh, I couldn’t just ask you questions like that. What if I accidently ask the wrong one? Then we’d both be embarressed….”

"A pretty name for sure." She opened the door to Rune's fencing studio and led her in. "Alrighty, I'm going to unwind my ribbon now. Do you think you can control your anger a bit?" Synthia smiles at Fey with a subtle charm, hoping the suggestion might actually work. She slowly unwinds her ribbon.

It wasn't much to look at. A big log cabin with a 'Town Hall' sign hanging squeakily over it's lone double doors. He was quickly directed up a staircase immediately to his left after entering and led upstairs to the balcony that overlooked the main floor.Town Hall was special in that it was one of the only buildings in Appleousa that had a bathroom. The signs for it were very clear around the hall. Anywho, the house mare and Braeburn had moved a desk, with a couple chairs, onto the balcony. Apple Fritter and Little Strongheart flanked them, and the dead and a large key sat on the desk in front of them. "Just need you to sign the deed, and then this document here for our records, and the house is yours. Oh, I almost forgot. Also, you'll need to sign the Bison Agreement. It's a free-range agreement that keeps us living together nice and such. They can roam through your back yard as long as they leave everything the way they found it when they got their sort of thing. Stampede limitations. Stuff like that." The three documents sit on the table now, waiting for your signature to begin your new life.

"Long story short, Misha's target got away. I figure that because there isn't a female body nearby. This guy is a witness to the attempted murder. And we're capturing him. Did you bring the extra pizza from the car, or is it sitting there getting cold?" She made sure her new summonling was alright, giving him the energy to heal up his wounds.

"Okay Rune, paperwork's- Oh, what's this?" It took her very little time to discern that this Ninetails gijinka was more than a little upset. "I'll make sure she finds her way." One of her ribbons snaked around Fey's hand (Sylveon ribbons inspire a sort of peaceful feeling within the pokemon, human, or gijinka they touch) and began to lead her away. "Oh, yes.... I should introduce myself. Mrs. Blade. Teacher and secretary." She led Fey with a wink in Rune's direction out the door.

Sayaa kicked like she intended, but her target ducked down. So she accidentally kicked him the head. As the magic missiles flew at her, however, her demon decided that this fell under the 'Something just went wrong' category and pounced on the cop/civilian. The magic hit him, but kinda just dissipated off him. He looked at Misha in annoyance, but continued to sit on Jason.