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  1. Merry Birthiversary! 

  2. Happy birthday! :D Hope you have a lovely time~ ^-^ https://derpicdn.net/img/2013/6/7/342406/large.png

  3. Gratefully accepting the help, Night Shine finally took a moment to really have a look at their surroundings. She shifted her weight nervously as she saw all the other ponies. She hadn't noticed how many students were there when she got on the train, but now it felt like all the fillies and colts on the continent were here. Being noticeably smaller than most everyone else, it was hard for her to see very far, but she heard very distinctly when Cresent shouted about his luggage. She tried to shout after him, but, not wanting her own things to be left unattended, didn't go after him. Instead, Night decided her mission should be to find a teacher or faculty member or some other adult in charge to ask about her friend's predicament. Being on a specific mission made it easier for her to look out at all the different ponies without freezing up. She even stood on her suitcase to get a slightly better view. Surely there was someone around who could help with whatever luggage issues he had. She remembered having read about a spell that returned one's belongings, but she wasn't sure if she could cast it properly. Besides, she was pretty certain there were rules in place against using magic outside the protected area of the school.
  4. Daisy blushed, the pink tint showing up distinctly through her snow-white coat. No one had called her 'fine lady' before. "We should see what we can find in town." she turned and headed down the path, leading the way even though she was probably the least qualified guide. Mostly, she wanted to hide her face, and hopefully appear more confident. "I'm afraid my own magic is limited to the winds. Actually, not even that right now, not until I've had a decent rest."
  5. I don't know what 'Pinecest' is, but I do like those other three things. I stopped following Winx, but I think it's at least good for the kiddoes. For some reason it makes me think of W.I.T.C.H. though.
  6. Daisy had been hiding behind shadow since the stranger appeared. She'd never seen anything like him before. She held her wings close to her body, instinctually trying to look as small as possible when confonted by a sudden appearance. "Oh, uhm, my name is Daisy Dream." she stepped out from behind Shadow as she spoke. As she stood up straight, it became apparent she was more slim and small that most ponies. She stayed silent for a moment, but then decided that this newcomer wasn't that dangerous. "Shadow and I were just about to head into town. It looks like you need a place to rest and clean up as well. I should welcome your company." As they started down the path, she let out a small giggle, "What an interesting group we make, though."
  7. Night Shine had always been a little jealous of those ponies who could fly. Being able to get just about anywhere one would want to be by simply stretching your limbs seemed like the most fantastic feat imaginable. She giggled a bit as Cresent floated downwards. "Do not get carried away, my friend." she gathered her luggage and convinced Sharfezahn to enter his cat-carrier as she continued, "You remind me of the tourist. After a few weeks, I think your eyes will not be so big. At least, not from the stone castle." She tried to look calm and unimpressed by the large structure. Her homeland held so many castles, she would feel silly to be as excited as the foreigners. Night practically skipped out of the train, though, anticipating magical antics and excitement to fill the comming days. "Oh, I wonder how we will be assigned houses. Do you know how it works, Cresent?" She hoped they could be in the same house, as it suddenly dawned on her that she'd soon be expected to co-habitate with many ponies she didn't know. Hiding her anxiety, she secretly wondered if she'd even be able to sleep that night.
  8. Hurt feelings are kind of a difficult thing for me to talk about. I'm an aircraft maintainer in the US Air Force. Most of my coworkers are male, and our shifts are 12 hours long. In this kind of environment, 'hurt feelings' aren't really talked about. At best, you get absolute, unemotional professionalism. At worst, you get offensive remarks waved off as "just jokes" or "don't take it personally" so the problem only gets worse. Personally, I try to avoid confrontation, so unfortunately my case usually becomes less 'show kindess' and more just 'avoid anger/sadness'. I like to think that people in school have more options, because they're not boxed into the label of either "useless girly-girl" or "evil witch".
  9. "Of course, Shadow, we wouldn't want you to rust." she grinned at her little joke, but suddenly let it fall, "Sorry, I hope that's not a rude thing to say. To be honest, I've never encountered such machinery, it's amazing." She stretched her own wings a bit, giving a small flutter, but barely lifting from the ground. She let herself fall with an exhausted sigh. "Even if they require more maintenance, your wings are definitely more durable than mine." she started down the road toward town, "Anyway, if you would like to walk with me, maybe we can find out more about each other. Besides, being alone in a new place feels quite strange to me and I'd feel much better if somepony was with me. Let me know which shadows to run away from and which I can talk to."
  10. Though Night Shine tried not to, she couldn't help but blush a little at his praise, "I did this often at home. Sharfe did not like my little brother." The cat was staring at Cresent, but didn't move from his place, idly digging claws into a tiny stuffed rat toy. When she watched him scratch his head, her mind wandered to how exactly the bones and muscles must be put together in the bat-wings. It took a long moment of silence before she remembered that he had asked her a question. "Blood magic?..." she shook her head slowly, translating it in her head, trying to remember if she had read it somewhere. The cat got out of the way as she went to look through her luggage again. Somehow, Sharfe managed to keep his eyes locked on Cresent as he moved. Night Shine pulled a book out and set it beside her as she flipped the pages. Sharfe took the opportunity to move, and take a new spot on the floor between the two ponies. "I do not have access to many magic texts, but I have this... index." Night began to mumble to herself as she read. "Ah, 'Eine seltene'-" she stopped reading abruptly, ducking her head reflexively, "er... sorry..." when she began reading again, it was more slowly, " 'A rare... style... of magic, made by only few.' " she read the next few lines silently, mumbling a bit to herself, then shook her head, "Not much information. I think the book is not always accurate. It mentions vampire and .... Blutkreislauf ...ehm... blood..." she gestured from her heart, along her foreleg, to her hoof and back, looking a the ceiling as she thought of how to get the meaning out in words, embarassed that her english had gotten so bad, "From heart, through body."
  11. Night Shine smiled, and proceeded to apply the antiseptic, expertly dabbing it around the deeper scratches before applying the gauze and adhesive. "It will not bleed for long. You should leave the bandage until later tonight to protect from infection."She finished quickly, absently listening to him talk about magic and heat, She thought about it while she put her kit back together. "I expect that keeping warm would be easy with magic. Is not very hard without magic." She finished repacking her things and took her seat across from Cresent. "Your mother made magic every day? That sounds like an amazing life."
  12. "Oh?" Night Shine said, really only barely listening as she searched for the first aid kit, "He would not let me leave alone. My parents do not like him very much, anyway. I think they were glad to be rid of him." As if he knew he was being talked about, the cat began to squirm a bit. Night Shine gave him a little attention, and set him aside with some toy for him to be distaracted with. She finallly got the first aid kit and prepared the antiseptic and band-aids. After a year and a half of practice, the activity was second nature to her. Once she had her things ready, she motioned for Crescent to present his hoof, "Before I begin, let me know if you have any alergies."
  13. Night Shine shifted her weight, a bit nervous about talking to a bat-pony. He seemed so special, but she was only an earth pony, muggle born. Everyone notices bat-ponies, while she would normally blend into the background. She stopped fidgeting and smiled when she discovered they had something in common, something concrete to steer the conversation toward. "This is my first year too, Cresent. It is good to meet you." She reached out her hoof to shake, but hesitated as she noticed the scratches, frowning. "Oh, sorry about that... I have a first aid kit in my luggage." she turned and gestured toward the little room where she had been seated, "Is just over there." Sharfezahn seemed unhappy about his perch being jostled about, but Night Shine didn't seem to notice the claws coming out, just a little, to get a better grip.
  14. I did know that. I believe there was one crossover where they were both captured. the cage was made of some kind of yellow wood, so neither of them could affect it
  15. Night Shine sighed, taking a deep breath before reaching out to take her cat. "Thank you, sir, thank you very much." After some precise rubbing and skritching, Night Shine got Sharfe to calm down. She looked sheepishly at the bat pony, trying not to stare at his wings, "oh, my name is Night Shine, and this trouble-maker is Sharfezahn. He is not normally like this, though. I think he just misses hunting in the barn." The lean cat went grudgingly onto his owner's back. He lounged there, idly batting at her mane.