Leafeon

Memory? You no has? Shaaaame. Lets start new then. I'm Firebolt. I an superior to you in every single way. This is Trixie. She is best thing in existence. We clear?

They call me Firebolt! The head of this cult, of Trixie worshippers. You say you don't remember me? That sounds quite untrue~

Oh ma gawd. My own personal troll has returned. Long time no see! So, how's your plan coming? Better then before? That wouldn't be hard, though. So, now that you're going to impose your thoughts on me again, I'll have to pick which poses look best at each time. Would you care to help with picking them?

Firebolt's ears immediately flopped back, and she retained a position that was very, defensive. Firebolt was already decently small, but the different races also differed in height slightly. Of course, most ponies would also be backing up, on top of the scared expression. But there was no point to that, as there were other ponies here. "I..." The unicorn began, only to realize her voice had decided to abandon her. Saying that she needed some fresh air would be the obvious lie. It would also be unconvincing. She couldn't think of anything else to say either. And the truth didn't fit the scenario well. Windy smelled and looked drunk, so actual arguments based on logic wasn't the best idea. "I..." She began again, still unable to think of what to say, or do, for that matter. The only thing she did do was make her horn surge for a second. ((Good night, u.))

As she walked around, Firebolt talked to herself quietly. "Ah... I'll just go to the deck, then bed. Lets just hope no one is there..." The unicorn kinda chuckled a bit, as if she had made a joke. Even though the works had stopped, that was probably where everypony was, anyway. Eventually, she made it to the deck. "Ah. Good. There's only a few ponies here. Plus, the only... two around here. A mailmare, and... Windy?!" She said, far too loudly. Not knowing what else to do, Firebolt immediately began to flee to her own room.

((If anyone is bored, and alone, tackle Firebolt, or something. She's in the halls... Wherever you wish.)) Firebolt waited for a bit, to confirm Windy was gone. When she was certain he was, she thought of what to do. Reading was probably the only thing she could do while in the room. Starting to read something, Firebolt found her attention was lost. The constant booms were distracting, and she didn't fancy reading in the first place. "Ugh! Well... I'll just walk around then... Hopefully I don't bump into Windy, though." She said to herself, and then began wandering the halls.

Upon that moment, Firebolt was... Confused. A kiss a child gives is still... Exactly that. In other words; the exact opposite of what she was planning. "Ah! Why does he have to make this so diffi-" Firebolt began, then realized how loudly she was talking, and the potential Windy might hear her. "Whatever... I'll think nothing of it, I suppose. But I would hate to get into a relationship so quickly..." As she thought this, using her levitation, Firebolt locked the door.

Obligatory post on mobile version to let me follow topic as well as show that I'm still here. Waiting. :V

"Ah... What do you mean?" Firebolt asked. "Why would he even say that? Have I really been annoyed that often? Or, have I been too... Nice? I mean, I believe it was that most stallions liked a mare slightly out of reach for them... Is it just that I've been giving him too many chances?" She thought to herself, then faked a yawn. "Actually... I'm still a bit tired myself, so I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked. Getting a bit more time to think was the best option, right now. ((Night.))

"Ah... It's fine." Firebolt said, half-heartedly. That was a bit of a lie, but she couldn't think of what else to say, that wouldn't get Windy mad at her. Again. "Well, we could always go to the dock or something. That's where the fireworks would be easiest to see, after all."

"Not really... The door is only glass." Firebolt said, bluntly. "But, I have never been a fan of the cold, myself... So..." Firebolt turned back to go into the cabin, but stopped. "Hey... Shouldn't you be going back to your cabin at some point? I mean, you can stay if you wish, but..."

"Eh..." Firebolt began. She had to explain how color blindness works to most ponies. It wasn't the worst thing, but she was always irritated when repeating herself. Fortunately, that only showed up in her voice a bit... "I can still see color... They just get mixed up. I mean, a sunset is a similar color to the regular sky for me."

"Oh..." Firebolt mumbled, pinning her ears back. "And now I feel like a jerk. Again." "Sorry..." She said softly, then immediately put her voice back to the louder norm. "I suppose. I don't really fancy fireworks, myself. They're just..." Another loud bang polluted the area with it's noise. "...loud."

"Your memory isn't very good, huh?" Firebolt asked turning to him. She looked a bit angry, but was also blushing slightly, though that was hard to see, due to the dark sky only lit up every few seconds. Firebolt had gained a lot of energy in the short nap, and was now acting much more like herself. "If you're wondering what's going on though..." Firebolt began, turning around again as another display lit up the sky. "You'd have to guess."

((On phone. No color, and too lazy to mention properly.)) "Stay back!" The unicorn yelled at the purple mist, who slowly advanced on the pony, who had been cornered by the walls of the cave she was trapped in. The unicorn was tired, and unable to move, or use her magic. Suddenly, the purple beast began producing loud booming noises. "Huh?" The unicorn questioned, before the area around her cut to black, everything vanishing except for her. With a few stars shining overhead. Another boom cut her out of the dream entirely. "Eh?" Firebolt questioned again, looking up at the night sky. She was the kind of pony to dream often, but also almost always ignored them. Especially dreams not very grounded in common reality. Apparently, there was a fireworks display going on right now. Firebolt had never really fancied fireworks, herself, but saw why other ponies liked them. If they were silent, she might actually like them. The noise of them was deafening in close range. "Hey... Why am I outside anyway?" She questioned again. Then began to notice a strong warmth, though it should be cold. Then she realized Windy was wrapped around her, also sleeping... "Ah...?!" She exclaimed, jumping off the couch. She had forgotten where she was when she had fallen asleep, accidentally. Firebolt couldn't exactly leave with him here, so she walked to the glass railing ((Cos glass railings are sexy.)) and looked up to watch the display.

I must second this. I believe it should be my OC to wake up first, though. Simply because she has quite excellent hearing. So; even if the display is farther away, she can still hear it loudly enough to wake up from it...

Dragon is actually best type. Not best type, I mean, but their stats are pretty cray-cray. Plus 'taria.