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Bushido rearranged herself to more comfortable position and began to lightly nibble on her neck, her common sense couldn't stop her and neither could any pleading from Mezra if Mezra had begged her to stop. Only when Mezra's hoof hit her belly and chest did she stop and start squirming and giggling uncontrollably.

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A large smile made it's way on her faces when the other mare started giggling. She was expecting the mare to not even give the slightest chuckle, not even to fake it. But here she was, giggling like a filly. Wanting to make Bushido laugh a little more, Mezra moved do to the other mares belly and stated blowing a  raspberry on it.

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Th mare couldn't help laughing when she was tickled by the mare. Sh was extremely ticklish, which was part of the reason she always wore her armour, to hide her extreme ticklishness since she thought it would make her look weak. "St-Stop....Stop it...", she pleaded as the mare tickled her. When the mare  started blowing a raspberry on her belly, she lost it, writhing and giggling uncontrollably in tears.

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After doing it a little more, she stopped.  She was a little out of breath from doing that raspberry for so long.  At this point she was over the other mare, hunched over her  with her forelegs on the couch while she took in some breaths. When she got her wend back she finds herself staring down at the mare. Then her attention went to Bushido's eyes and the tears from laughing so much.

 

Mezra smiled and wiped the tears away with a hoof. "You know, even though you're blind, you still have pretty eyes. "She said from no reason, out of the blue.

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Bushido finally regained her composure after Mezra finally stopped her blowing and tickling, Bushido knowing full well that she was blushing deeply after the tickling session she had just endured from the mare. When the mare wiped her tears away, her breathing slowed though she really wasn't sure why. Then the bit about her eyes being pretty, she instinctively looked away to hide her smoky grey eyes from the mare.

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Mezra moved Bushido's head so she could look into the other mares eyes again. Even though Bushido couldn't look back into hers. Mezra moved some of Bushido's mane from her face so she could get a better look of her all together. "As anyone ever told you that you're very pretty?"

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Bushido just laid there on her back, still subdued from the cannabis with a hoof hanging lazily from the side of the couch as Mezra looked at her more closely. Her eyes flashed in surprise at what the mare asked her and she just shook her head. "Like I told you, my social life is non-existent, so there's no reason for anypony to call me pretty....I do't spend my time with other", she explained,.

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"That can't be true. What about your family? Like your parents. I'm sure your mom had to call you pretty at some point. At least that' what mothers say to they're daughters." She chuckled. "I don't really know how parents talk to their kids. But I'm sure they must have. At some point or another." 

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"I'd rather not bring up my parents if it's all the same to you....", she said quietly and turned over onto her side to face away from her and shut her eyes, signifying that she really didn't want to discuss her parents with the mare. She had gone completely silently and after a moment it was obvious she had fallen asleep.

 

(OOC: It is not stated in her written bio, but her parents died when she came to Equestria. They were killed in a war that had spread across Japon, where she lived. Becuase their deaths, they made her leave and go to Equestria to survive. Hence her current life)

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((Ooooh.))

 

Mazer was a little sad when Bushido tuned over. She couldn't help but feel bad, thinking that she upset her in anyway. When Bushido fell asleep, Mezra lied back down. She then hugged her from behind, bringing the mare closer to her while she rest her heard behind Bushido's. Soon she fell asleep herself.

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Bushido lay there quite rigid as she slept, without snoring and moving and hardly any signs of life until she started having a nightmare, reliving the deaths of her clan and began trashing about to defend herself from the enemies that were only in her head.

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The  thrashing fro other mare stirred  Mezra from her own sleep. She didn't think someone like Bushido could get nightmares. Mezra has have nightmares of her own but for some reason she enjoyed them. But she most ponies didn't. She then floated a blanket over and draped it over them. Then Mezra hugged Bushido even closer and started stroking her main while she hummed in her ear, hoping it would calm her down a little. 

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Bushido felt the blanket and the tightened hug and her thrashing slightly decreased in fervor. When Mezra started to strike her mane and hum in her ear, the thrashing slowed a bit more. Though the change in her thrashing was obvious, it was also obvious that she was still deep on her nightmare state.

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Mezra then sat up a little where Bushido was lying on her lap and stomach. Then she cradled her head and pets humming and stroking her mane.  Mezra had no idea why she was so worried about this mare. They did just meet, and she even pointed a sward at her. But but they had some moments in a short time that usually take ponies that are in relation about a week or maybe a month to get to. 

 

As she thought about it the moments of when they kissed popped in her head. Her face went a dark scarlet and she shook her head to make her stop thinking about it. But because she didn't like, but because it was far too embarrassing. Mezra looked back at the mare in her lap and continued  to stroke her mane.

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Eventually, Bushido stopped thrashing and her eyes fluttered open just before she sat up beside Mezra. She then turned to the mare with a smell smile of embarrassment. "Ughm....sorry, I didn't mean to fell asleep while we were talking..I just wanted to shut out that part of the conversation....my family is sort of a touchy subject", she explained with a yawn.

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"No, no. It's alright. I understand. Most ponies have things that don't like to talk about." She chuckled. " So don't worry about it." She then got up and popped her back from sitting up all that time. "Well, since it's morning now. Would you like some breakfast? I make a really good cheese omelette."

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Bushido rubbed the sleepiness from her grey eyes and shrugged. "I suppose it couldn't hurt, especially if you make them as god as you boast that you do", she said and stretched out a bit. "Just out of curiosity, the stuff you had me smoking last night....why would offer it to some pony who just tried to kill you"?

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She shrugged. "Don't know. But who cares. I do a lot of weird stuff that doesn't really have any reasoning behind it. Maybe because of that one time I summoned that old one from the Necronomicon. Them old ones love to bring ponies to madness. But to be honest I thought it was the only way to loosen you up. Cause I doubt you're a bad pony." She said before she went off to start cooking.

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"And maybe I'm just not supposed to be loosened up. Maybe I'm just supposed to be uptight....that's just my nature", she said dismissively to end the debate on her being more loose being a good thing though somehow she doubted the mare would agree that she was better off being uptight.

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"Maybe, but that don't mean yo have to be uptight all the time." She said as she cracked a few eggs in a bowl and stirred them, while she used her magic to turn on the over, get the frying pan, spatula and cheese. When she was done mixing she poured the eggs in the frying pan used the spatula to form the omelette while putting a little bit of cheese bit by bit to make it gooey and awesome. 

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Bushido just sighed and gave a small shrug. "Fair enough.... While I am a guest in your home, I will try to not be quite so uptight if that is what you desire... But, either way... I still won't be very fun...", she said as she caught a wife of the omelets scents, which was pleasant if only slightly excessive with the cheese.

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"Oh now I would n't say that. So far you haven't been very boring. Which is a good start." She said as she poured a little more of the eggs in the pan. When she made it  round and flat, she placed the already cooked omelette  on it and then rolled it up, putting a little more cheese to hold it together. When she was done with the omelette she placed it on a plat and started cooking some grits and hash browns with cut onions and peppers. 

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Bushido sat up and pulled a Kunai from her mane, which was what kept it up in its ponytail, letting it fall down to her waist at its full length. She then began trimming any uneven ends of her mane by feeling it and the slicing through the uneven and split ends with the Kunai.

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After cutting up the omelette evenly and fixing their plates, she got them both some milk and head back to the parlor, carrying everything in in her magic. When she saw Bushido's mane fully down, she stopped in her tracks and stair at her. Many thought went though her head as she watched her, most of them she couldn't explain where they come from. Then she spoke in an aw-ish tone. "Your mane if beautiful."

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Bushido stopped in mid slice at what Mezra said about her mane. "It is" , she asked before finishing the slice she was in the middle of, then returned the Kunai to its proper position now that the individual hairs were even though she kept the mane down. "Thank you but I niece you're mistaken. If it were I would not had to cut it even just now", she said quietly. She hated being told how she looked. It was embarrassing when somepony complimented her and she herself couldn't see what was being complimented.

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