private The Entrepreneur of Talent (1x1)

[Mickey Taker 347]

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...and Presto!"

 

The small crowd that had gathered gasped and looked in awe at the griffon standing before them, who at this moment had a lovely dove perched on the end of his talon, having somehow managed to conjure it from thin air. 

As the magician raised his talon upward the dove simply opened up it's wing and took flight, a few of the onlookers looked up at it as flew away.

 

It was a lovely, lazy evening in Canterlot that day, many a sophisticated pony were about now done with their daily tasks and simply wanted to spend this time to enjoy the rest of the day, sharing a hot beverage with a fellow work college or laying on a bench gossiping about whatever new trend had arisen lately, no better time for a spot of light entertainment.

 

"Who likes card games?" Golbez asked cheerfully, only to answered by handful of small foals hopping up and down on the spot chanting "Me! Me! Me!" It made the griffon smile, remembering why he loved doing street performances like this.

 

Golbez slid out a deck of cards from inside his tuxedo and began to shuffle them casually before spreading both his talons apart as a wall of cards flew rapidly from one talon to the other, doing this several times he quickly changes his methods as sandwiches the pack sideways between his talons, sliding his thumb and fore-talon to the top of the deck and pinching the top card he forces to jump up out of the deck , where upon well coordinated claws guide the card back randomly into the deck, followed by another, and another..and another, a rather amusing sight to a foal.

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"So I was standing there at the congress and this pompous arrogant jerk named Filthy Rich comes up to me talking about an 'investment'. But I wasn't so easily fooled! I knew what he thought..."

 

The sound of her sister rambling to her left slowly faded from her consciousness as they walked out of the store. It blended with the ambient noise of the city, and as long as she nodded once in a while and laughed when Violet did, her sister wouldn't be offended. The two mares, one carrying a whole load of shopping bags by making them float through the air, adorned with a new piece of jewelry around her neck and a brand new purse that was, according to Violet, fabulous. The other merely wearing a dark and light blue striped scarf around her neck, as a mandatory new addition to her meager wardrobe. "If you're going to go shopping you've got to but something!" her sister's voice still resonating through her head.

 

When she came to canterlot to meet her sister their initial plan was to go around canterlot sightseeing, so her sister could show her around a little. It quickly descended to a shopping rampage however. Because once Violet spots one cute thing, a streak of completely unescesesary luxury items would follow. And Streamsung was stuck with her. Not that she minded it that much. She knew her sister well enough that it was bound to happen eventually.

 

As they walked she dreamily looked around the street, waiting for Violet to once again squeal in excitement, running off to the next shop where she knew she could find 'this one cute outfit she wanted her to try', or something in similar fashion. However, it was her who looked up with amazement in her eyes before her sister got the chance to drag her to the next store. Across the street, a few houses away, a small crowd was gathered. There was a street artist over there, she could tell that much from here. She sped off, leaving her sister in confusion, wondering if her story hadn't been that interesting after all.

 

When she got closer, she could just see the griffon conjure a dove out of nowhere. "A magician!" she thought, and she gasped with the crowd around her as it flew off into the sky. She smiled in amazement, and wondered what the griffon was planning to do next. She had only seen a griffon once or twice, and from those experiences, reinforced by tales told by friend whose friends had a relative who had met griffons, they were a tad fierce, and at times aggressive. But this one seemed terribly friendly, with a smile on his face as he showed a few foals a card trick. The bystanders watched in awe at the display of raw skills as he deftly moved the cards from one claw to another, his talons moving almost too fast to follow. She was enchanted just as much as the rest of them. She loved street artists like these. Laughing at the reactions of the little foals, she watched the griffon closely, hoping to figure out the secrets behind his tricks.