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

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

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Night Tracer stared blankly at Celestia, not showing much emotional empathy or sympathy all though he felt a lot. It was almost overwhelming for him to hear someone who suffered the same as he did. It was, comforting yet unsettling. Emotions scattered across his body, his brain turned numb and he choked up. He didn't speak; he couldn't. He was almost awestruck...

 

He sat in his chair motionless, and when he finally mustered up the courage to speak he apologized, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know... Celestia you didn't have to tell me all, no, any of that. I asked an unfair question and that's one I shouldn't of put you through... I'm just so sorry, I can't... imagine how that feels," He lied, "Dammit, why'd you say that, you owe it to her. She spilt her guts and you're just going to sit here," his concious scolded.

 

He felt bad for not only asking what he did but not telling her the truth. He hoped she wouldn't ask the same question in return, then he'd be in some trouble.

 

He wasn't sure what to say next, so he didn't, he sung. He tapped his hooves against the table to symbolize drumns being beaten with drumsticks; " I'll show there's another side to me, you can't deny. I may not know what the future holds; but hear me when I say that my past does not define me, cause my past is not today." He smiled up at Celestia while singing in a cheerful as well as hopeful tone, "Do you know the song? Of course you do! Well, it's a song that I used to sing all the time to remind myself to always keep my head up and my hooves on the ground. I suggest you should try singing it. It helps; I promise." He sat smiling at her, hoping he had lightened the mood at least a little bit

Edited July 30, 2015 by Not Safe For Woona

[Fractured 2,684]

Trixie looked up, at Aknor. She was still caught up over what had just happened, and couldn't quite return the smile genuinely yet. But, she did nod in response.

 

"You're right," she agreed. "And no, I don't need to switch seats. Let's just forget it happened."

 

She picked through her food in silence for a moment, stewing in her own anger, before quickly, the tables turned. She decided that she had enough of moping for the night. She had a date, she paid ridiculous amounts of money for this place, and she was going to enjoy it, Celestia be damned. Literally.

 

"So, Aknor, what were we talking about before I left?" she asked as she looked up. Hopefully, she could re-kindle the conversation and the night before they both went out completely.

 

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Rarity took Ice Blizzard's advice and popped one of the cookies into her mouth, and it was only her hard-lined self-control that kept her from attacking the rest of the box. Instead, she ate slowly, savoring the taste. Like a small sun had just exploded in her mouth.

 

"These are amazing, Ice Blizzard." But, it all had been, she realized as she thought back over the events so far. Like a dream come to life. She put the cookies down, slowly, and moved over to look at Ice Blizzard, gazing at him with a look more genuine than solid gold.

 

"Thank you for such a wonderful night."

 

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Sleight Mist had thought that she was going to stay there all night, just sitting by Caliber's side. However, the anger that had been gnawing at her all night told her otherwise. She needed to leave and let go, or she would explode. Possibly literally.

 

She left a note attached on the door as she left, informing Caliber when he woke up that she had gone off to the training grounds. She also left him a present in the fridge; a large supply of cold white pasta and some salad that she had managed to swipe from the buffet line when she left, both of which would easily last for a while.

 

She made it to the training grounds easily enough, and what followed would be the most vicious, violent, and intense work out session that she had ever pushed herself through.

 

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The mare with the leafy green mane and tail walked until she was physically unable to anymore. She figured she had made it far enough away from the swordspony to lose him, though, so she decided to stop, camping under a large tree in one of the few rare open spots in the forest.

 

She leaned back against the tree, gazed up at the stars, and cried herself to sleep.

 

"My past does not define me, cause my past is not today..."

 

She finished singing the line. In hindsight, it was something that should have been ridiculous, but it fit, and it sounded so familiar... Celestia once again couldn't resist folding under a grin, light but clearly present.

 

"Thank you, Night Tracer." She opened her eyes, and they radiated gratitude. Night Tracer had done it again; made her smile in his own incredibly strange way. Just like Starswirl...

 

She didn't dwell on the thought too long. She had her own question to ask after all.

 

"Night Tracer, what is your happiest personal memory?" she asked, moving into what she hoped was still safe territory.

-snip-

 

"Okay, let's go around the hall, then," Rain Shadow replied cheerfully as she followed Lektra. She was so excited; it had only been minutes at this party, and she had already made a potential friend in all of this confusion!

 

She moved with her, secretly glad that most of the attention was being absorbed by her new friend for now.

 

"So...Lektra Bolt of Bolt solutions, right?" she recalled. "What exactly does your job entail?" She guessed manufacturer of some sort, but there was only one way to find out.

Edited July 30, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Star Saber,

 

"Sorry, Ashie." She frowned, but she didn't stay down for long; as she got an idea. A fluorescent lightbulb lit above her head and she jumped up with excitment, ultimately hitting the seemingly imaginative entity.  It shattered over her but miraculously none of the glass got in her skin, "Owie, who put that there?" She exclaimed before continuing on to execute her plan. Which she forgot...

 

She sat back down and put her hoof to her chin while she began thinking. A few moments later she got another idea, she reached above her and pulled down another lightbulb which has magically appeared as she got another idea. Pinkie proceeded to pull her party canon out of Celestia doesn't even no where and jumps in. Pinkie reached over the side and plugged in the lightbulb to the base of the canon. As she did so, the particles in the lightbulb began moving rapidly; creating kinetic energy. Eventually the particles began to move so rapid that the glass lightbulb busted and the energy was transferred to the canon, blasting Pinkie Pie out of the hole and onto the topsoil. 

 

She sat up and trotted over to the side of the hole's edge. She glanced down to see Ash struggling to pull himself up and out of the aperture. "Do you need any help, Ashie?" She inquired in a concerned tone. 

@,

 

"Fine, but your no fun. Wouldn't need to do either of those even without you." she extended her hoof and shook Rainbow's. While doing so she looked away towards Lighting Strike, "You ready to watch your idle get her flank handed to her?" She taunted, yet again. She new Rainbow Dash alreadyd didn't want her here so there wasn't mucht to lose from trash talking.  

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Octavia who had left the kitchen mid performance and came out to talk to a waitress about something had overheard Rune's performance from the back which sounded rather good, for a nightclub. Or so she thought. She watched his performance nervously, "Oh dear, what if someone important sees that let a total performance go on, on MY stage. No one will even look at me. That doesnt showcase any culture. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. This is a nightmare." She panicked and ran towards the wings of the stage of the wings as Rune concluded his performance.

 

As Rune walked off with Vinyl she smiled and gave him a high hoof only for their interaction to be cut short by Octavia, "What have you done! Why the hell would you do that sort of thing, what kind of a party do you think this is? It isn't a club! People, very important people are watching. Do you have no sense?" Octavia questioned, a third nervous, a third scared, a third furious.  Vonyl watched as her friend freaked out over something seemingly minute yet again. 

@, 

 

He was glad to see her smiling again, one of his many talents, not to make someone smile necessarily but to make them feel. For being a writer, I suppose he would have to have be pretty good at working with emotions or else he wouldn't be a very good writer. 

 

He then continued on to answer Celestia's question for him, "My past... what a lovely topic," he pretended to be entranced by nostalgia. "I remember my grandfather, my brother and I going bowling one day. It wouldn't seem like much but it mattered a lot, it wasn't more of the activity as it was what the they said while doing it. More of the interaction. Y'know? Not what you do, but who you do it with." He concluded, as much as he hated his past he did have some good memories but most had faded due to the fact they were overwhelemed and squandered by the bad. 

 

"Moving on from that, What's your favorite thing about Luna?" He inquired. 

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

rune looked at octavia, who started ranting. 

 

so he did what any reasonable pony in his hooves would've done. he answered each and every question to the best of his ability.

 

"what have i done? i put on a show! why the 'hell' would i do it? because the crowd loves a good show! what kind of party do i think this is? a ball party, of course! this isnt a club? of course not, couldn't you tell right off the bat? i know important ponies are watching, and im sure they loved the show! have i no sense?" his voice suddenly got a lot more serious. "depends on how im feeling."

 

rune then started to walk away, to get that drink.

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

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Octavia was prepared to let Rune have it as he thought he knew something different than Octavia did but he didn't. Or so Octavia saw it that way. Vinyl walked up behind Octavia and pulled her by her shoulder so she would face her. Vinyl offered her sentiment with many gestures as well as some that defended Rune. 

 

"You're right, it's one performance. Won't sweat it. Just could you make sure he doesn't blow anything for his later performance? Please." She begged Vinyl nodded and saluted to symbolize that she understood. 

 

Octavia wandered off to take care of something as Vinyl walked over to Rune who was at the bar. She sat next to him and smiled; nothing more, nothing less. 

[Fractured 2,684]

Celestia sat back again, mulling Night Tracer's question over. It was a difficult one, not due to her having lack of answers, but due to her having too many to choose from in the first place. The truth was, she loved Luna more than anything, which meant even with their differences, there were very few things that she didn't like about her in some way or another. Except maybe her habit of stealing the last slice of...

 

Suddenly, she became acutely aware of where she was again, and of the fact that she had just been caught heading towards a very off-topic conversation. She coughed once in embarrassment before quickly moving back to the correct train of thought.

 

"Well, surely you of all ponies would understand that there's many things to like about Luna. The way she looks, the way she talks, how she changes at new moon..."

 

Celestia stopped counting, then, because something she hadn't thought about earlier had just occurred to her. Night Tracer didn't know. She looked at Night Tracer, and grinned in amusement.

 

"Oh, I forget you haven't seen that one yet. Well, you're in for quite the surprise, I promise you." 

 

She then cocked her head and began to think again, her face growing more serious than before. Now that she was putting her mind to it, it took her less than a few seconds to arrive at an answer.

 

"It may sound selfish, but maybe the favorite thing I love about my sister is the fact that she's always been by side. As foals cradled in the wings of my mother, she was there. As fillies, attempting to survive in a world that had no love for our kind, she was there. As mare's, being crowned princesses of Equestria, she sat right by my side and we were coronated together in front of the world. Even over the last thousand years, as my sister lay on the moon possessed by rage and Nightmares... we were still together. Even if only through song."

 

Celestia once again was helpless in the throes of her emotion as she felt the song pull at her mind. It was as familiar to her as breathing by this point: She opened her mouth and sung it like she was re-living it.

 

 

 

 

Lullay, Moon Princess,
Goodnight, Sister Mine,
Rest now in Moonlight's embrace
Bear up my Lullaby, Winds of the Earth
Through Cloud, and through Sky, and through Space

Carry the Peace in the Coolness of Night

And Carry my Sorrow in Kind
Luna you're loved so much more than you know
May troubles be far from your mind...

 

She took a long pause, but she didn't hold the note. That result was a large gap of silence that hung in the air like a a choking noose. That was perfect; it described how she always felt before the end.

 

"And forgive me for being so blind." She said, speaking the words instead of singing them. The noose was lifted; she opened her eyes, and she actually felt relived rather than sad now that she had finished it. The last verse was always the hard part.

 

"So, now you know. Through any obstacle and through time itself, it has always been me and Luna. To be honest... I can't imagine life without her." she said, and her eyes

[J.R. 3,183]

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Blizzard had to control every bone in his body from doing something stupid. But he just couldn't help it. He blushed and giggled like a little filly when Rarity thanked him again. "Hehehee..no problem Raresy. I-I wanted to make sure I did my best for you. Only the best for the most beautiful mare in all of Equestria."

 

He then took a quick look at a nearby clock on the wall. It was getting late. "Hmm....better make this night last...."

 

He turned back to Rarity, "Um...so, if there's anything else you wanna do before the night's over, Raresy, just let me know, and I'll make it happen."

Edited July 30, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[sonicdashie 120]

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LS was excited to have a other competitor in the race, "LETS DO THIS!" She shouted excitedly, then she got in her starting position again, excited to be doing the race now -jet engine sound in background- she looked at RD, waiting for her to say 'start' or 'go'

Edited July 30, 2015 by sonicdashie

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

As Kevin sat at the table with Fluttershy, he couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever felt that you knew something bad was going to happen? Like a sneaking suspicion? Have you ever felt that way when confronting dangerous animals?"

 

"As far as I can tell, this place definetly needs to have stricter rules on who can come here and who can't. I mean, if the so-called all powerful princess is here, I don't think any common pony would be worthy enough to attend a gathering that she is attending. Oh well, everpony always seems to be on 20 different levels of crazy or stupid around here...."

Edited July 30, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[Dust and Memories 557]

Anette paused as the watch flipped open. She had always thought it strange that anypony would carry a pocket watch, but never use it, and now she knew why. She immediately regretted not having asked sooner, though she felt even worse about opening up a topic that caused Wilhelm so much obvious pain.

 

She paused, and her eyes grew briefly sad. The mare was beautiful. It may not have been his wife, or a marefriend, but it was obvious that this pony had meant the world to him. How could she ever stack up? Did she even have the right?

 

She paused, and then using telekinesis, she silently closed the watch down, leaving it on the table where it lay. Once it clicked shut, she looked up at him, eyes reassuring.

 

"No, you haven't," she said, laying a hoof on the table.

 

"Wilhelm, I asked you that question because I want you to just act naturally. You don't have to pretend to be somepony else; just be that intelligent, independent, and completely insane stallion that I fell for in the first place."

 

She smiled warmly, and slid the pocket watch back across the table, towards him.

 

"I'm sure she was a wonderful mare. I can't replace her, and i'm not going to try. Because I want to be the best I can, as myself, for you."

 

She looked down at her still outstretched hoof, then back up at Wilhelm. A silent plea.

 

"Can you do the same for me?"

 

 

Wilhelm picked up the pocket watch and tucked it back inside his jacket, and then looked at Annette for a moment, eyes finally beginning to well with tears, though from his tremulous smile, it seemed to be a mix of happiness and sadness. 

 

"Always. Anything for you, Annette... my love."

 

He finally reached across the table and took her hoof. He held it tightly for a moment, as if afraid it was a phantasm that would slip away at any moment, and then considered something that was extremely rash, may or may not ruin his reputation, was rather unlike him, and was likely completely improper to do in this sort of civilized venue. Then, he decided to do it anyway. 

 

He leaned across the table, used Annette's hoof to pull her closer to him, and met her in the middle with a kiss, lips to lips. His eyes widened on contact, as if even he was surprised at what he just did, but he quickly pushed such thoughts to the side and allowed himself to simply melt into her for just a few moments, which nevertheless felt like a eternity, beyond projects or new stars or the court or his sister or any of his other worldly cares, just one single moment, without a past or a future. Neither of which Wilhelm needed.

 

Finally breaking away, Wilhelm took off his glasses and wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his uniform, his eyes shining brighter than they had for years, except when he was on adventures of the most dangerous sort. Adrenaline seemed to replace his blood for a several seconds, and he kept his gaze locked with Annette's, content to gaze into those beautiful green eyes for an eternity, or, at least, until he calmed down from whatever high he was on.

 

Quietly and with a great deal of understatement, he said "So... I do believe something occurred there."

 

To cover up the massive blush currently turning his cheeks a strange color of purple (when accounting for his blue coat), Wilhelm took a long gulp of water. Unfortunately, glasses are usually made of... glass. Which happens to be transparent.

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

rune had left, in pursuit of his water, as he was distantly aware that vinyl went to defend him. he wanted to stay, and help defend himself, but he needed that water. the performance he put on drained him more then he would admit.

 

five clones, plus teleportation, and dancing the whole way through? yeah, he was pretty spent.

 

he noticed vinyl trotting up to him and smiling. "hey, pon-3!" rune greeted her, "some show we put on, eh? it'll be hard to top, but im sure we can do it."

[Fractured 2,684]

Sleight Mist had made it to the training ground, and was now in the middle of fighting for her life. From the air, an ice spike as big around as she was made an arcing descent towards her, forcing her to dodge. She rolled off to the side, dodged three more equally large spikes with a series of flips, and brushed one away by smacking it with a barrier, which actually cracked under the strain. She de-summoned it, but was forced to do so on the move, jumping straight up to avoid the sharp water tentacles that attempted to strafe her at ground level from all sides.

 

Sleight Mist had set herself up for this. With a lack of good opponents to take on, she had settled for the next best option; herself. An odd machine with the capability of recording and replicating a ponies battle maneuvers happened to be on the field, and she had wasted no time in setting it up. She had also wasted no time in breaking the safety once she found the lower settings to not be to her liking. It was something that she would probably remember as a poor move on her part. If she survived this, that was.

 

She flash froze the water tentacles below her, and kick flipped backwards on contact, landing on solid field. Or so she thought. A barrier that had seemingly set as a trap underneath her feet suddenly rose, propelling her fifty feet into and disappearing before she could react. The machine apparently could, however; as many as fifteen ice spikes shot from it, none of them hitting a critical spot as they passed her, but more than a few causing her to lose skin on her flank. She hit the ground, taking it into a roll to avoid breaking anything.

 

It was probably in her best interest to disable the machine now, she thought, as she absent-mindedly used a barrier to plunge yet another ice spike into the ground. After all, the machine would only get better as time went on. She jumped, moving into a spinning roll to dodge two barriers that had been placed perfectly horizontal with each other. She felt the air from both of them pass over her body as she moved through them.

 

But, she figured she needed this. No, deserved it, after all that happened. She had to pay for her mistakes in some way, after all and she couldn't think of a better way to do it. And if she couldn't stop the machine by the time she was done...

 

She chose not to think on it, instead choosing to devote all of her brain activity to staying alive. She had a long night ahead of her.

 

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The scene changed in the world of shadows, a ghostly ballroom surrounding Luna and Nightmare as they talked. In the background around them, innumerable stallions twirled and danced with the black shadows of a familiar mare, forming the setting of a hellish masqurade ball.

 

"Stop this," Luna called out, all to aware who both the shadows and the stallions were. "You cannot make me do anything, Nightmare!"

 

The Nightmare responded simply by shaking her head where she stood. The ballroom changed dance pace, all of the stallions and shadows suddenly moving slower.

 

"No, I cannot," she finally admitted with the shake of the head. "But I don't have to. You already know what you have to do; this world is proof enough of that."

 

"Lies!" Luna once again called out. "This is just more of your trickery!" The tempo once again changed, but this time the spirits moved faster, nearly blurring as they spun into innumerable and impossible dance positions.

 

"You know that's not true, because I don't control this world," the Nightmare said simply. She let a shadow pass through her, with no visible reaction on her end. "You do."

 

The entire room seemed to freeze then, spirits and stallions in their masks alike freezing in whatever position they happened to be in. Nightmare walked casually up to Luna, who seemed to be panting from either shock or exertion. She leaned down, whispering lightly into the moon princesses ear.

 

"Tell him..."

 

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@sonicdashie, 

Rainbow Dash Looked at Lightning Strike and smiled; at least there was someone here that she could rely on. Side by side with the other competitors, she bent down low to the cloud that she was currently, getting into a starting position.

 

"Okay, guys, get ready! 3...2...1...go!..."

 

She took off, and it was like she had never even moved in the first place. Like movement was something that was beneath her; just one minute, there had been a Rainbow Dash there, and the next, she was gone, not even kicking up cloud material to announce that she had disappeared. As Rainbow Dash pulled through the air with a speed that caused the world to blur around her, she recalled that this was why she loved flying. The energy the excitement, The thrill. She broke into a spin as she shot off towards the forest.

 

This was real magic.

 

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"Not particularly," Rarity replied, looking around the hall, then back at Ice Blizzard. "I think I should be going home anyway; I can hardly walk straight."

 

She demonstrated, getting up and attempting to move towards the door of the hall. She only got about halfway before she stumbled, and she had to sit down at a nearby table to avoid falling over.

 

"Um, scratch that, it seems I can't walk at all." she looked toward Ice Blizzard with a half embarrassed smile. "Um... Do you think you could help a lady get home?"

 

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@Orion Caelum

Anette paused in all of her actions, like she had been frozen to the spot. Like time had run had run off and forgot her. She simply remained tied to that spot, dimly aware of everything around her. Then, the inevitable happened; she started to cry.

 

"Wilhelm, I..." She attempted to get the words out, but she cracked under the happiness she felt, and couldn't continue. She tried again, with the same result. A third try later,she simply gave up, and settled for looking at Wilhelm helplessly.

 

"They won't stop," she said simply, looking up at him with a smile that dimmed the entire hall by comparison.

Edited July 31, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard got up and followed Rarity, but grew a look of concern as she seemed to be unable to move. He thought for a moment and got an idea, "Uh-huh. I gotcha."

 

Without hesitation, Ice Blizzard put Rarity on his back. (Like this:

 

)

 

He made sure she was perfectly balanced upon him, and was able to get home comfortably. He turned his head to her, "Ok, Rarity. You all set? I'm gonna walk nice and slow so you'll be comfortable."

 

Ice started to walk out the door, but could see that it was raining lightly outside. "Ooh. Don't want her to catch a cold. I didn't bring an umbrella. Damn! Think Blizz, think." He stopped to think for a moment until he got an idea, "I got it!"

 

He summoned a horizontal portion of his ice shield above Rarity. Like his full ice shield, it would block her from getting rained on, it was placed the perfect distance above her where she wouldn't get cold from it, and it would stay above Rarity for as long as Blizzard wanted. "Hang tight, milady."

 

Ice slowly began walking outside with Rarity on his back. The rain was dropping lightly around them. Rarity however, stayed perfectly dry under the ice shield portion. While walking, Ice turned to her and asked softly, "You ok, Raresy?"

Edited July 31, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[sonicdashie 120]

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LS took off along with RD, she was about 7 or so feet behind her, and slowly catching up. LSs backtrail was showing behind her, it was a light cerulean color with a yellow-orange zig zag running through it. she loved going this fast, it was a chance for her to show off her moves and have lots of fun, and, just to have a little bit if fun she did a quick flip mid-race

Edited July 31, 2015 by sonicdashie

[Vae Victis 742]

Tyra descended into the Ursa, deducing that it was indeed not a real living creature. The bones flowing through its body were not natural, and its skin was all rock.

 

She descended what she supposed was the stomach, which was more like a cavern. Lorec was knelt down in the middle, the familiar aura emanating from him. She slowly and carefully approached him.

 

"Lorec!" She called to him.

Lorec was unresponsive toward Tyra, and continued to send out power throughout the entire body of the stone ursa. His eyes stared directly at Tyra, blank and glowing, as if he were asleep with his eyes open. His entire consciousness had gone into powering the gargantuan stone war machine, and it had reflected earlier, as though Lorec was indeed the great bear himself. Perhaps a well placed strike could bring him out of his little trance...

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Lorec was unresponsive toward Tyra, and continued to send out power throughout the entire body of the stone ursa. His eyes stared directly at Tyra, blank and glowing, as if he were asleep with his eyes open. His entire consciousness had gone into powering the gargantuan stone war machine, and it had reflected earlier, as though Lorec was indeed the great bear himself. Perhaps a well placed strike could bring him out of his little trance...

 

Tyra approached Lorec, slowly and carefully. He hadn't responded to her call; was this a ruse to draw her in, or could he truly not hear her?

"Lorec...?" She repeated, much softer as she got right in front of him, waving a hoof in his face.

 

Perhaps she could knock him back to his senses?

 

She took a deep breath and reeled back a forehoof, proceeding to sock the minotaur square across the face.

Hopefully that would be enough to get his attention.

[Fractured 2,684]

@Star Saber

Sleight Mist rolled to the floor of the training ground once again; she'd lost track of how many times she'd done that in the past hour. This time seemed to be different, though as a wincing pain told her that she'd probably sprained her ankle when she kick dived from the ceiling to avoid the explosion. Just her luck.

 

The entire room was in a calamity from the fight. The entire room was covered in ice, and giant spike twice as big as she was were impaled in the surfaces in random directions everywhere, making movement difficult. More complicated, though, were the barriers whirling around at indeterminate speeds, glowing in multiple forms of colors and ready to strike at any time.

 

Sleight Mist took cover behind a particularly large ice spike, and calculated her odds. It seemed the machine had out grown her long ago, but if she could just get a clear shot at it...

 

She leaned over to get a peek, and a solid red barrier passed by, inches from her face. She ducked back into hiding, then, waiting for any opportunity...

[Star Saber 114]

@,

 

There was a resounding bang in the training arena. The machine Sleight Mist fought against jerked back as small projectile had passed between its barriers and struck it firmly in the machine’s centre. It’s barriers faulted as sparks emanated from the open wound.

 

“Jackpot.”

 

A second bang, louder than the first was coupled by a spray of white light bolts then perforated the Machine mercilessly, tearing it apart. It clattered to the ground in a heap as a Unicorn walked into the room, in his magic grip, a revolver made of some dark metal and a double barreled shotgun in the other; which was bathed in a white light that was slowly fading. He turned to look at where the mare had been hiding.

 

“You alright back there?”

[Fractured 2,684]

@Star Saber

 

Well... the other three legs were, Sleight Mist thought as she heard the the voice shouting from across the room, but she didn't say that.

 

"Just a sprained ankle back here," she called out instead, hobbling out onto the ice with three legs and still keeping unnatural balance. She walked closer to front of the room, and the first thing she saw was the damaged machine, teeming with odd rips and tears from an unknown weapon. The second thing she saw was the pony who had called out, and she looked at him strangely. It wasn't Caliber.

 

"Who exactly are you?" she said, her stance tensing up a little. She wasn't in a good shape to fight him off, but she would if she had to.

[Star Saber 114]

@,

 

“What the?” Was Ash’s reaction to the sound of Pinkie’s cannon, he froze on the dirt wall as he felt the air behind him rush upwards. “WHAT!?”

 

Ash then heard Pinkie’s voice from above from above. He cricked his head upwards to see her looking down on him, asking if he needed help. He growled and clawed the rest of his way out of the pit; forgoing Pinkie’s offer of help. He stood up over Pinkie Pie slightly menacingly.

 

“Watch where you’re hopping next time, I don’t need my wing getting any more busted than it already is, Alright?!”

 

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@,

 

“The name’s Calibur.” The stallion answered, complete unaware of the coincidental significance of his name. He holstered his firearms as he looked the mare over, “You’re lucky I came when I did, that machine seemed to have you on the ropes.”

 

Calibur cautiously walked over to the ruined training machine and poked it with his hoof, “Who the hell would make a machine like this?”

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"Yeah, i'm fine... just so tired..."

 

Rarity yawned; the rocking motion as Ice Blizzard carried her was lulling her to sleep. The buildings vanished, and new ones popped up in their place every time she closed her eyes, but she barely noticed. She just kept clinging to Ice Blizzard's back, letting him safely carry her through the streets.

 

"Ice...thank you..." she said sleepily as she drifted off, nuzzling her head softly into Ice Blizzard's neck as he walked.

 

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While the mare with the leafy green mane and tail slept, she also dreamed. Walking in a world unknown, lost, alone, and afraid. Strange voices haunting her from long ago. A world, no, a sky, on fire, as far as the eye could see...

 

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@Star Saber

"I'm guessing the princesses. Who else?" Sleight Mist replied, checking over the machine. It seemed down, but she couldn't make heads or tails of the mechanics or the materials. She made note to come back here later and find out.

 

For now though, she had introductions. She moved over to Calibur, still on three legs, and held out a hoof, having to contend with standing on her injured one for that.

 

"My name's Sleight Mist. Nice to meet ya."

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Ice was very happy to hear Rarity say she was ok. It was actually kind of weird. He didn't even feel weighed down by Rarity, yet she felt...soft. And when she rubbed her head upon his neck, Ice began to blush a bit as his heart started to beat a bit faster. "Whew. That was a fun day. But now, I gotta get this angel home to her bed so she can rest."

 

He turned his head, and whispered softly, "You're welcome, my sweet." He turned back around, and after a few more minutes of walking, he saw Rarity's workshop come into view. "Aha. Here we are."

 

Ice opened the door, entered, and made his ice shield dissappear. From there, he carried Rarity to her bedroom once again, and let her down gently upon her bed. He pulled the covers over her body, and thought, "Hmm...should I...no. Uh-uh. I'm not that kind of guy. Maybe later."

 

He looked her over once again, and knew that there was something that he had been meaning to say for a while. Something that would make him feel better to get off his chest sooner than later, "Oh man, should I tell her? I mean, she's asleep, so she probably won't remember tomorrow. Plus, I'd finally get it off my chest and feel more confident in saying it when she's awake. I'm gonna do it!"  Ice knelt down to her bedside, and mumbled softly into her ear, "I...love you....Rarity....." And after he gave Rarity a quick goodnight kiss to her fore head, he stood up, and walked towards the bedroom door, planning to exit, "Sweet dreams, my lovely gemstone..."

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“The princesses huh? Don’t know why they’d make a machine that could end up killing their own subjects.” Calibur said putting a hoof up to his chin. He then noticed Mist offering her hoof to shake.

 

“Nice to meet you as well ma’am.” Calibur said politely as he shook the mare’s hoof he also tipped his hat slightly with his magic. His gaze then focused on her injured leg he stared at it for a while before speaking again, “Doesn’t look broken, probably just sprained like you said. Probably would do well to keep off it for a little while.”

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Aknor looked up from his food, finished chewing and swallowed it. "You were talking abut where you're from in Canterlot and how your childhood was, I think." He looked at her, she seemed annoyed by something but decided not to probe, she didn't look in the mood. "So, what was your childhood like?" He asked, resuming the coversation before as if nothing had happened in the last few minutes.

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Night Tracer saddened as Celestia began to sing, he didn't let her know, she was hitting close to home with him. He sighed and opened his mouth. 

 

"Lully dear Tia, Goodnight sister of mine..." He cleared his throat and looked down at his hooves non chalantly, and glancing side to side as if he were trying to remember something but tried to play it off as if he knew, "Rest now in Starlight's embrace, Tis, you loved me much more than I know. Forgive me for being so blind." He held on the last note, it was soft, gentle. He closed his eyes and shook his eyes, before opening them back up to look back down at the table, "Soon did her sister do what was demanded and gave to the moonlight her due. Breaking the harmony, she saved her ponies, and banished her as a wise ruler must do. But such is the weight of the crown we wear, sister, Duties we always uphold. May you forgive me that foolishness mine and live on with no burden upon your soul..." A tear was almost brought to his eye. As he remembered the words Luna wrote on the back of a picture in her album he had looked at the first night. 

 

He finally faced Celestia, not knowing what to expect after what he had done. "They're her's." He stated, "Her words, I read them off of the back of a photo. It was of your coronation that was on the picture, and instead of her looking at your crown, your glory, you, she looked at herself... I, know the feeling. More than anypony else. As I have--," He stopped and curled his lip. Before letting out a sigh, then proceeding to lie, "I have, uh, studied, a, uh lot on them and I remember having a close friend... when I was younger. Who had a sister. A lovely younger sister but he was such an unbearable asshole, he shoved her to the side and focused on himself. Leaving her to devour herself... Leaving her alone." He explained before pausing and glancing off. "I hate that friend. He's too much of a scared, pathetic, prick to try and salvage that relationship. He could look out for anyone, friends, elders, teachers, professors, strangers, crooks, but he couldn't look after her. Because she had everything he never wanted to be known by the world. She was the only way besides a book he kept hidden; Those were the only ways you could ever learn about him and his horrifying past. And due to fear, he pushed her away. Although she needed someone as much as he did. She had nightmares... stayed awake at night... cried for days upon end... she was suffocated by the hell of the world... she was all bucking alone, and that selfish, arrogant prick let her try and take her life... AND he still won't give in. Knowing all the pain, all the hell she has been through, he still can't bring himself to be an ounce of piss to her." Hot tears filled Night Tracer's eyes as he got more and more angry, attracting attention from ponies around him and Celestia.

 

"Dammit Celestia, this wasn't how this night was suppose to go... we were suppose to have fun, we were suppose to leave all our pain at home. I'm sorry, I can't tell you who I am, even with how open you are, I'm not. I'm an inconsiderate ass who cares about himself and you can't know what I've done because I'm not the same..." He angrily thought to himself as he choked up on tears. 

 

"Celestia, he was a terrible brother and I, pray he has a change of heart. Because he's not as bad as you may think. He's changed, like I said, "past does not define me, past is not today," and I believe that for everyone who is willing to change. He's no exception...But you, You're an amazing sister, I know. You can feel however you want but Luna is your everything, just as much as you are her's. Keep that in mind. You sent her away, but for her own good... You extended your hoof to help her back up, and you did so. Nopony... none, would be so forgiving and understanding. You may of messed up in the past but, you can't dwell on it because if you do, you'll miss the oppurtunity to be a great sister as you are now, ok?" He felt sorrowful and sappy, he almost had too much for one night, already twice in Bangcolt had he broken. He felt insecure, but wasn't all too worried as al his troubles he tried to dismiss.

 

The only one lingoring is what he had done to his sister and how he lied to Celestia. "You know, if you dig a ditch, and keep digging, and digging, it's only going to keep getting deeper and deeper..." He told himself. He knew he was in a bit of a pit and wasn't helping but there wasn't much he could do anyway so he decided it would be best to truck on through, regardless of the enormous amount of guilt on his chest. It was about as heavy as politicians heart. 

 

He wiped a tear from his eye, and spoke again, while hysterically smiling, "You know it's funny, my intent when I asked you out tonight it was to runaway from our burdens yet they keep a rising. It's odd, you can never truly forget. But I suppose it's a bit better talkign to someone who, uh..." He tried to word it properly so Celestia couldn't catch him lying but rather telling an honest half truth. "Who knows both sides of the spectrums..."

 

Night Tracer cleared his throat and sat up striaght, "I apologize for my, uh, emotion... I don't do very good job at keeping it under control. I tend to be rather explicit... but no need in changing it. Nothing wrong with it... I think?" He questioned before shrugging it off, "Your... question..." He ennunciated slowly in order to move the conversation off the topic but he did indeed want a response from Celestia before moving forth. It would be up to her, whether she did or not.