open Bangcolt Arena! (Fighting/Sol) (RP)

[Fractured 2,684]

"Damn right I am." she said, expressionless. Moving with determination and purpose, Sleight Mist took the plate and strode over to the table, where she proceeded to fill her plate until it was slightly under Caliber's in size. Satisfied that she had enough, for now, she walked back over to meet Caliber. She looked over at him.

 

"Caliber, don't worry about the money thing, by the way. I'm pretty loaded; I don't pay for much besides supplies and my caravan, and being a freelancer out in Equestria actually pays pretty well, depending on what you're willing to do. There's no shortage of odd jobs and problems that ponies need solved..."

 

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Rarity blinked twice at Ice Blizzard, then took another shot of Sherry.

 

"Uh, thanks," she finally managed to say once she'd finished downing the glass. She flagged down the waiter, and asked for another one.

 

"Actually, come to think of it, it's not a bad idea. You could help support the model for most stallions. The only problem is, it would leave me less time to work on la clochette. I'm close to finishing it now; I can feel it." Quite literally; she could feel a tingling sensation from the gem as it lay around her neck. It sparkled a light blue as it drew in the magic around her.

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@,

 

Night Tracer watched as Celestia conversed with Trxie and she introduced him. He took a few brief glances at Trixie before responding, "Pleasure to meet ya, Trixie." He said, "To my knowledge you only had two students, when did this start?" He inquired to Celestia, hoping the question would strike some sort of interesting conversation before he had to perform. 

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard thought for a moment before smirking, "Actually, I'd think it'd be the other way around. Hehehe....you see, if I were to help you out with the stallion stuff, you'd actually have more time to work on la clochette. Think about it, you'd have someone to finally help you out after so many years of hard work, that it would actually give you free time to do other things."

 

"My grandpa would always say, 'Eight hooves work faster than four.' And I think if helped you model stallion stuff, I could probably handle the other stuff with that as well, so you could focus on la clochette. And uh, I don't want you to feel...what's the correct term...guilty? Or something if you accept my help, because I would enjoy helping you out, because you work so hard, that I feel you deserve any help you need. I mean, I can worry about my fighting, and personal stuff some other time. Right now I wanna help you and your shop thrive with business. And you don't have to worry, because I can probably handle it."

 

A waiter brought Rarity her apple steaks, and the spaghetti for IB, "Mmm...this looks good. So...whaddya say, Rarity? Could I help you out with that? I'm free tomorrow afternoon."

Edited July 22, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[Fractured 2,684]

@Orion Caelum

The dolls watched the door close behind them as Anette left off to her party.

 

"Well... I guess we better get started..." 

 

Glory lazily floated through the air, flapping her wings almost as an afterthought. She began picking up clothes via telekinesis, before placing them neatly on the hangers in the closet. Hero and Heartthrob silently followed suit. At least, until Nightmare spoke up.

 

"Oh, come on! Are we really fixing this place up?" he shouted with exasperation from the floor. "For what? She'll just get it dirty again when she comes back to have fun with that pegasus- yikes!"

 

He scrambled out of the way, narrowly avoiding the arrow that had embedded itself in the carpet. He looked closer, and there was something odd and yellow coating the tip. Paralytic.

 

He looked up at Heartthrob, and promptly shivered. There was fire in her eyes as she glared at him, and she was moving closer. She landed on the carpet and began marching angrily in his direction, him taking an equal number of steps back for every one she took forward.

 

"Don't you ever talk about Wilhelm that way!" she shouted, putting more emphasis into her words with every step she took. "Or Anette! She deserves this relationship- they both do- and for you to just...just..." she sat in front of him, shivering in anger, unable to even finish.

 

Nightmare paused for a moment as he looked down at her, like he was actually contemplating apologizing. Then, he cracked a grin.

 

"Are you sure their relationship is the one you're concerned about?"

 

Heartthrob stopped shivering. Instead, in a movement so fast that Nightmare didn't even have time to cackle, she pulled up and cocked an arrow, the tip aiming directly at his forehead. Nightmare looked up, blinking slowly.

 

"You...take...that...back." she said, with deathly silence. Nightmare looked up to where the arrow was pointed, blinking slowly, and that was when Hero stepped in, moving between the two in a flash and putting his shield up on Heartthrob's side.

 

"You two, calm down. No fighting." he uttered gruffly. Heartthrob continued to glare at Nightmare over the shield, until Glory popped up as well, fluttering in slowly down from above to land on the carpet beside them

 

"He's right, you two need to calm down. And help. Anette's had such a tough life, and she's been working hard to take care of us. She deserves this night off... and nothing's going to interrupt it. Nothing." she emphasized, turning towards Nightmare and narrowing her eyes.

 

"Am I understood?"

 

Nightmare rolled his eyes, but nodded in agreement.

 

"Good." She once again fluttered off, and Hero pulled lightly through the air, following her. Heartthrob spared one last angry glare at Nightmare, before she too joined, the three of them beginning the long process of restoring the room back to its pristine state.

 

"Ugh, alright. But don't say I never did anything for you guys!" Nightmare floated up to join them, making sure to grumble the entire time. Much to the other dolls' dismay.

 

 

"No, you misunderstand. Trixie is one of the many students that happens to reside the School for Gifted Unicorns. The two you have heard about are rare occasions, ponies with magical potential so exceptional that they require higher learning than what the school can provide them. That's when I choose to take them under my wing as personal pupils."

 

"I was great, and I was powerful, but my heart wasn't in the right place. Isn't that what you said, Celestia?" Trixie shrugged. "I remember. I took it to heart." she said, and something silent passed between them. When the moment passed, Trixie trained her eyes on Night Tracer.

 

"So, Night Tracer, how'd you meet Celestia?"

"I'm not sure. As a model, absolutely, but as extra help..." Rarity took another sip of her sherry, before taking a bite of her apple steak. Her eyes nearly rolled up at the taste. It seemed like every one of her taste buds was singing a hymn. She had to stop for a moment to get her words out.

 

"I don't think I could put you through all of that extra trouble. What I do is really not easy..."

[Vae Victis 742]

Tyra waited, watched, listened for any sign of life...

 

CRASH

 

A large paw, about the size of a house, slammed down from inside the crevice out of nowhere. The sudden impact caused Tyra to jump to attention, and she sprinted back a few meters to get some distance.

 

Emerging from the ground was a great golden Ursa monster, definitely the size of an Ursa Major, if not bigger. It roared, sending a gust of wind that nearly blew her away with its sheer force.

It spoke in a low distorted voice as it climbed slowly out of the pit, aiming right for her.

 

Tyra took a deep breath and clenched her axe tighter, giving her hoof a few drags in the dirt before breaking into a sprint right for the monster. Specifically, its paw. If she could leap onto it, she could run up the arm, dealing some blows along the way, and go for a powerful attack to its jaw.

As if the earth itself were a snake.... The stone, from where The great golden Ursa had struck it's paw in order to climb upward, had begun to seemingly... Crawl up the Ursa's arm, and slowly started to creep and cover it's entire body, as if the earth itself was his armor. He was quite literally absorbing the earth, and using it as a shell to contain the form he was now in! However, the makeshift stone armor would be weak in some areas around his entire body... Perhaps those could be used as attack points?

 

As he was calling forth the stone to protect himself, Lorec also was still raising his now gargantuan right paw high into the air, attempting to bring it down hard on Tyra! While the impact was certain to have an extreme level of raw, kinetic force, it was also to be an excessively slow attack, given the size of the beast! But had Lorec really become this monster, or, was he controlling it somewhere from within...

 

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[KAZAS AND THE OTHERS]

 

Kazas's single eye widened in shock and disbelief. Lorec had finally done it... He had ascended past the second phase of the keepers, and had managed to externalize the wasted energy from soul infusion into maintaining a definitive shape; that of a great Ursa! Kazas, relaxing, had a strange, knowing smile on his face... But why was he so relaxed after appearing so tense?

 

Syuren, still with a hoof around Sifana, dropped his jaw.

 

" holy....."

 

Sifana, immediately stopping all semblance of mourning, looked on in awe.

 

" is that... Papa?"

 

Alrahm, stroking his beard, started to cast a spell, his horn glowing a faint white. From within his robes, a small journal appeared, along with a quill and ink. Floating in air, the book opened, and the quill dabbed itself in the ink, and began to write. Already on the page was a sketch of Lorec, along with some information written down in shorthoof notes. He appeared to be updating this particular section of his logs.....

 

And finally, Vorrin, sitting quietly for the duration of the match, spoke softly.

 

" so, big guy... This really was what you were looking for... Wasn't it..."

 

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[NAGA]

 

the monk had bowed his head as Caliber had taken off, and attempted to resume to talk to the bouncer to get back in... He would try to drop names, would that the bouncer would believe that he knew the ones whose names he would drop. He would wait outside, ears downward and deeply discouraged, hoping that maybe someone could help get him inside...

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard twirled some spaghetti onto his fork before eating it. It was amazing. He had never tasted anything like that before, "Hmm...I taste...basil...garlic...coriander...cumin...and...cayenne?! Damn these ponies know what's up...."

 

He wiped his face with a napkin and replied to Rarity, "Oh, well, yeah, I understand what you mean. I do wanna help you out with the modeling and whatnot, but nopony could ever match your level of seamstress skill. I mean, you're the only one I know who can do all that clothing prowess. I sure can't. I mean it's the work of an angel."

 

"But it'd be no trouble at all, milady. Ha. I've been through all 9 stages of Tartarus, I think I could handle giving you some help. Mainly because, I know you work hard. I mean, you work as hard as Applejack, 24/7, so I'd be happy to do what I can for ya. If you ever have stuff you need help lifting, or any dirty work in general, just let me know, and I'd be happy to lend a hoof."

 

He ate another forkful of spaghetti and swallowed before asking, "So, what would I be modeling? And another question, am I gonna be on a runway in like a fashion show? Haha, sounds pretty fun."

Edited July 22, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[Unicorncob 5,677]

As if the earth itself were a snake.... The stone, from where The great golden Ursa had struck it's paw in order to climb upward, had begun to seemingly... Crawl up the Ursa's arm, and slowly started to creep and cover it's entire body, as if the earth itself was his armor. He was quite literally absorbing the earth, and using it as a shell to contain the form he was now in! However, the makeshift stone armor would be weak in some areas around his entire body... Perhaps those could be used as attack points?

 

As he was calling forth the stone to protect himself, Lorec also was still raising his now gargantuan right paw high into the air, attempting to bring it down hard on Tyra! While the impact was certain to have an extreme level of raw, kinetic force, it was also to be an excessively slow attack, given the size of the beast! But had Lorec really become this monster, or, was he controlling it somewhere from within...

 

Tyra watched as she advanced on the monster, as the very earth began to cover its enormous body like armour. It had to be weak in some areas, she'd just have to find them.

 

She glanced up as the giant stone paw was slowly careening down on her. She started sprinting faster; if she could make it onto his other arm in time, perhaps the attack may damage himself...

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

at this, caliber actually laughed. "oh...oh, thats rich." he said, "thanks, but no thanks. ill make do with my plate, here."

 

he shrugged. "ponies have said the same thing as you, you know. and they ended up bankrupt. i can freaking eat...i dont even know how much, but i know that you wouldn't be able to pay."

 

his voice got softer. "but dont worry about it. now, tell me what you have in ind for this party..." he said, that sly smirk returning. 

 

                                                                                                          

 

zernu and cubus were waking through the streets, taking about how sometimes sheer strength or speed may trump superior skill.

 

it was rather advanced, and only seasoned swordsponies would understand a lick of what they were saying. and it was actually getting heated, as zenru's patience started to wear off.

 

"alls im saying is, that if you maybe worked a little harder on actual skill then speed, then maybe you would've won." cubus was ranting. 

 

"and iv told you, cubus, that iv tried to improve on skill, but none of the techniques can be executed as fast as i can move."

 

"and thats why i was able to move fast enough to win, huh?"

 

"you won because of your past lives, cubus. nothing more, nothing less. your nothing without those memories."

 

"...you take that back."

 

"why? ashamed of your life?"

"you know damn well what iv been through."

"and you know the same for me. that doesn't stop you from mocking my speed."

 

"..."

they were both in front of anette's house by now where they stopped, (go figure) and they had gripped their swords.

 

"...zenru, you know i have this weird urge to always protect my honor."

 

"same goes for both of us. and this time, you wont get the jump on me from that little trick you pulled with that sonic boom."

 

"..."

the air started to feel pressurized between them. anyone nearby would have a deep sense of fording. 

 

"it seems we're having a battle here, huh?"

 

"indeed it seems so."

Edited July 23, 2015 by PeytonJay

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Star Saber,

 

She guffawed at her dumbfounded friend, "Of course not Ashie, it was just a hunch." She giggled as she began bouncing in place.

 

The doctor walked in and casted Ash's wing, "You're good to go. any questions before you go?" He inquired while rolling around the last strip of bandaging.

 

@,

 

Night Tracer responded, "I met her through my girlfriend actually," he took a sip of his drink, "Her sister..." He trailed off and set his drink on the table. "Also, on my first day her I got into a load of shit." He lightly laughed, almost non audibly, while trying to touch all to much on the topic even though he didn't mind.

Edited July 23, 2015 by Flying Far

[Fractured 2,684]

The dolls had just finished putting the last of the clothes into Anette's closet, when Hero suddenly shivered. All the other dolls stopped, looking at him in concern.

 

"What's wrong?" Glory was the first to ask.

 

"There's danger here. A big fight." he replied, before shooting a look towards the door. Heartthrob and Glory quickly followed suit, their eyes glancing nervously up towards the door. Nightmare, however, jumped and practically shot off towards it, eager to participate.

 

"It's none of our concern." Glory concluded, turning away from the door. She also grabbed Nightmare's tail with telekinesis in one fluid motion,sending him face down into the carpet.

 

"As long as this house isn't in danger, we're fine. We just need to keep doing what we've been doing, and we'll be fine."

 

That was the final say. All of the dolls turned away and moved back into their work. Only Hero spared one last glance at the door before joining them.

 

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"It's simple, Caliber." she leaned in towards him, though she didn't bother to whisper.

 

"It's our first date. I plan to have you enjoy the most fantastic food you've ever had. I plan to have you dance until you can't stand properly anymore. I plan to get you so drunk on wine that we can't even remember your own name. And then..."

 

This time, her voice dropped to a whisper, not even loud enough to be heard at the next table over.

 

"We go wherever you want, and do whatever you want to do. Sound like a plan?"

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

the air crackled, and they were fighting again. the air charged with sheer energy, the clashing started just like last time. they took to the air once more, and were drifting away. this wasn't a full-blown spar, more like a arm-wrestle. a joke spar. it would be a while before one would back down.  

 

the environment around them were in danger, however. already, three trees were sliced, and were wobbling. four more were already on the ground.

 

                                                                                 

 

caliber was silent. he brightened up when she was done talking. "...that is a very fair deal." he said, "and i shall comply!"

 

he laughed, and merely took the platters on the buffet, bringing them back to the table. some ponies looked at him rudely. this would be the first time he got drunk in quite the while...after all, last time he got drunk, it took him a week to find his sword.

 

and about the dancing...well, he made a deal. he'll have to see it through.

 

"whatever i want, huh?" he asked her, grinning, thinking of all the possible things.

[Fractured 2,684]

Trixie stared openly at Night Tracer for roughly fifteen seconds. Then, she looked up at Celestia, reading the situation and finding something very wrong here.

 

"You're not laughing."

 

"Because it's not a joke. Him and my sister have, in fact, fallen for each other. It was a surprise to me too." Celestia non-chanlantly took a sip from her glass. Maybe she should slow down...

 

Meanwhile, Trixie regarded Night Tracer, looking at him for a second like a Chineighs curiosity exhibit before falling back to a smile.

 

"So, are you a contestant here too, or just visiting?"

The dolls stopped once again as the shaking intensified, to be added onto by loud crashing noises. It sounded like they were in the middle of a tornado.

 

One particular crash sounded right outside their door, and it was then that Glory decided that she had had enough.

 

"Hero, Heartthrob, Nightmare? Come here." When they all rallied up, she spoke to them, talking with deathly seriousness. 

 

"This is obviously too big to ignore, so we're going to check this out. But I don't want anyone doing anything until we're sure what we're up against. Okay?"

 

Everyone nodded in agreement, so Glory beckoned them to silently follow. They each floated up to the window, which Glory silently nudged open with telekinesis. Then, they each moved out into the night, moving up to the top of the roof for a better view.

 

Glory strained to see what was happening, but her eyes couldn't catch anything. She turned to Heartthrob, but she didn't even need to utter the instructions.

 

"Two ponies." she began, rattling off the words as she stared off into the night. "Both swordsman. Damn good, I have to say; looks like you have some competition, eh Hero?"

 

Hero gave a gruff response. Glory glared at her, and Heartthrob read it down the back of her neck. She continued her analysis.

 

"Okay. Ridiculously fast. Ridiculously strong; they're cutting down trees like they're nothing. And... hold up... I came almost see their faces..."

 

Heartthrob stopped staring, turning back towards Glory with an expression of exasperation.

 

"You're not going to believe this..."

 

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"That is what I said. And I always keep my promises." she replied, taking another shot. She looked back up at Caliber, smirking dangerously.

 

"So, you're the great wanderer, which means you must have some good stories. I'll make you a deal; you share one, and I share one. Winner takes two of the heaviest drinks in this place. You up for it?"

 

-------

 

Rarity shared a laugh with Ice Blizzard as he brought up the idea.

 

"No, darling, you'd simply be modeling any of the designs that I happen to come up with, to make sure they'd properly fit your average stallion. I assure you, there will be absolutely no runways involved. I mean, unless you want to, that is. I'm sure I could fit you in somewhere..."

 

She took another shot of sherry, pondering the possibilities.

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

the spar was still going strong, albeit they were at a safe distance now. they were still in their own leisure. zenru was about on stage 6, and cubus wasn't letting his memories guide him. to them, this was rough-housing, nothing more.

 

                                                                   

 

"oh?" caliber stopped eating his giant plate of food for a moment. "is that so?"

 

he grinned. "alright, your on!!" he took a deep breath, and started talking. he chose a rather tame adventure, since he actually kinda wanted to get drunk, and if she could actually top this one, then she was certainly fun enough.

 

"i accidentally wandered into changeling territory, once." he started, "and by time i realized where i was, it was far too late to simply turn the other way, and go back to safe territory. i had to go all fugitive, after i was attacked by a small pack..."

 

this went on for a while. "and finally, a full month later, i made it across the border, where they wouldn't dare follow. and thats how i almost died sixteen times in a month."

 

(if y'all want the full story, then just say so. i was just feeling lazy.)

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard thought for a moment before drinking more champagne. "I think I might like runway modeling. It does sound fun, but I kinda wanna take it slow. Like maybe after a couple of days of regular modeling, if I feel comfortable with it, I might wanna go ahead an do the runway model thing."

 

In truth, that was the only thing Blizzard wanted to take slowly. As far as this relationship, he wanted to show that he could step it up, and be there for her in a way that others have not. With the knowledge of nopony to tell her she did a good job at a workdays' end, nopony to help her relive stress, nopony to even cook her a decent meal once in a while. He knew what he had to do. "The gold heart necklace locket....with that message inside..."

 

Blizzard just realized another topic, his mom, "Hey Rarity. My mom said she met you at the spa. What did you think of her? She also told me she showed you a baby photo of me, holding flour." he laughed, "Give it to me straight, did I look ridiculous as a baby or what?" he said before eating more spaghetti.

 

"Don't worry Rarity. I hope I can show you the advantages of being with somepony. If only I could tell you how I really felt...."

[Little Red 1,529]

@,

Bjorg

Bjorg got pulled into a-- hug? For a moment, Bjorg was occupied dealing with very distracting thoughts before coming back to her senses. She suddenly realized that despite her larger size, she couldn't break free. Violet was too strong..!

 

She began furiously snapping at her with her beak as a compromise.

---

Red

Red passed Ruby on the way to the buffet. Ruby had a giant plate of food and a very contemplative look on her face. Had something happened?

 

Getting a considerably smaller plate of food, she returned to Ruby and decided to ask her question. "Ruby, did something happen while you were over there? You look deep in thought."

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Little Red, 

 

violet spread out her wings, and took to the air. she started making wide circles in that air, and was apparently building up speed. 

 

she had seen this technique in a favorite anime of hers, 'pokemon', and wanted to see if it worked. the snapping at her face would jsut have to be endured.

 

                                                                        

 

ruby looked at her. "hm? oh, nothing...just had a blast to the past...its okay." she smiled. "now, when are they gonna start the music?" she wondered out loud. 

[Little Red 1,529]

@,

Bjorg

No... could this be..?

 

Was this the mythical seismic toss?

 

Bjorg suddenly couldn't see anything. All she could see was how incredibly screwed she was.

 

She struggled harder. As she was bigger, the only thing her beak was hitting was the top of Violet's head, but she began tugging at Violet's ear wildly while trying to claw her shoulders with her front talons. Her hing legs flailed uselessly.

---

Red

Red stared at Ruby a little doubtfully. She got the definite feeling that Ruby wasn't telling her something. Oh, well-- all in good time.

 

"I don't care too much-- I've hardly ever danced before," Red said, staring at the empty stage. Once at a school dance, but-- yeah, she didn't want to think about that. And one other time when she'd been alone and there had been this traveling gypsy caravan...

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Little Red, 

 

violet winced at her ear. thats it, no mercy. she made one last circle, and gave an all-mighty, all-powerful throw at the ground. she was really throwing as hard as she possibly could, here, and as such, she had generated a lot of force. the griffon sailed towards the ground after her beak was ripped from violet's ear.

 

she didnt know why, but she cried out 'seismic toss' when she threw her. 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                

 

"oh, so you dont dance, huh?" ruby asks, with a glitter in her eyes. "well, i could teach ya...its a very simple dance, but you wouldn't believe how fun it is..."

Edited July 23, 2015 by PeytonJay

[Little Red 1,529]

@,

Bjorg

Bjorg knew there was nothing she could do. She had heard too many legends about the horribly animated, terribly powerful seismic toss. She for a split second thought about spreading her wings to attempt to slow the fall, but that would only succeed in her breaking her wings.

 

She lifted her neck slightly so her head wouldn't hit the ground and landed, creating a small crater.

 

She felt a crack. Probably several ribs, maybe even her spine. No, she could move, her spine wasn't quite broken. Luckily, her head hadn't really taken damage. She attempted to get up. Yes, those were ribs, and also both her hind legs, it seemed.

 

Bjorg couldn't fight like this. Wait, yes she could! Violet would have to come down at some point to finish the fight. And she still had her beak and her front legs, after all.

 

"That's all you have?!" Bjorg cried out, while inwardly literally crying from pain. "Bjorg is yet to be defeated!"

---

Red

"Uh... might be fun." Red ventured cautiously. "What's the dance?" If it was swing dancing, she was out. Swing dancing had always made her nervous.

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Little Red, 

 

violet sighed. really?!

 

this was one tough cookie, she'll give her that much. she landed on the ground, near bjorg. "you just dont give up, do you?" she asked, walking towards a medium-sized boulder in the ground. with a grunt, she managed to lift it up, and walked over to bjorg at a safe distance. "forfeit, or im throwing this sucker at your face." she threatened, "and trust me, their not gonna be able to heal that."

 

                                                                  

 

"okay, but to be fair, you may feel a little silly doing it at first. its called...." she was quiet for a moment just to build suspense. "...the nyan nyan dance."

[Little Red 1,529]

@,

Bjorg

"Bjorg does not give up!" Bjorg cawed, ruffling her wings and attempting to toss her head, which didn't really work.

 

She considered her last words. "But please allow Bjorg to consider her options for a moment!" She added. She considered.

 

Wait-- the griffins of Griffinia do not need thought! "Bjorg does not give up!" Bjorg said triumphantly, then realized what that boulder probably weighed in comparison to herself. "But... Bjorg does not wish to get her face smashed in," she admitted, in a lower voice, "so Bjorg concedes that Violet the Beautiful has defeated her."

---

Red

"The... nyan nyan dance?" Red said, cautious as ever. It sounded... menacing. "Uh... okay. I would like to learn that."

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Little Red, 

 

violet dropped the boulder, next to her. she grinned, and slid down into the crater, and picked up the griffon. "now, lets try this again. hi, my names violet!" she said cheerfully, carrying her towards the medics. "whats your name?"

 

                                                                                  

 

ruby grinned. "trust me, you'll like it. its easy enough to learn, its a two-step dance. when the music starts, ill start doing it. assuming that the music is something dancable to, of course."

[Little Red 1,529]

@,

"I am BJORG!" Bjorg yelled from atop Violet's back. "IT IS AN HONOR TO MEET YOU, VIOLET!" As per Griffinia tradition, her voice became much louder as she said her name. "THAT WAS AN HONORABLE FIGHT, MY FRIEND. I HOPE TO SPEND MUCH TIME IN THE FUTURE WITH YOU." She would have suggestively raised her eyebrows at Violet or something, but Violet wouldn't see it anyway, so she saw no point.

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Red

"Oh... okay." Red said doubtfully. Two steps? What on Equestria could this dance be?

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violet laughed, letting the medics take bjorg onto the stretcher, and she was taken to the infirmary. she headed there, too. after all, her ear was positively radiating pain.

 

                                                                                    

 

ruby grinned. "you'll see...honestly, im not sure this is that type of party, though..."

 

"ah, no worries, there. ill be sure to play a number with a fast beat." came a voice from beside them. rune grinned. "nyan nyan dance, eh?"

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Red

Red jumped slightly in her seat as a stallion spoke behind her. She turned hastily. He was a unicorn with some strange rune-like markings on his right foreleg.

 

She raised an eyebrow and almost told him that eavesdropping was rude, then decided she didn't want to come off hostile. Especially not to a unicorn with a weird leg in Bangcolt, the city of crazy warriors.

 

"Does every pony know of this nyan nyan dance except me?" Red asked drily. She also stowed the fact that he had said 'I'll be sure to play a number with a fast beat,' which implied he was a musician, in the back of her mind to question later.