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A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Rainbow Dash Date: September 21, 2014, 11:34 pm
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"Let's see... We can put something here... Something there... An
adjective over here... Oh, what's that word... Harrow! Oh, yes,
that's a good word. Harrowing... adventure..." Rainbow Dash
continued to mutter to herself, scribbling madly with a broken
pencil that she tightly gripped between her teeth. Considering
the mare didn't write much, it had become rather messy over the
course of the few pages she did manage to write, but
nevertheless, it seemed to earn her seal of approval. The mare
sighed, dropping the half-eaten pencil on her desk, now littered
with crumpled up pieces of paper. It had taken her quite some
time, and a good amount of frustration to get something
started... Perhaps too much time. Dash glanced at the clock
ticking away furiously on her wall, something that she had tuned
out hours ago due to its monotonous, almost furious sound as she
attempted to fly through her rough-sketch of an idea. Two...
Three... Four? The mare blinked, trailing the clock's hands
several times to make sure she had read it correctly. "Oh
horse-apples!" she exclaimed, sweeping off her desk with a mad
sweep of her hoof before gathering her freshly-written pages,
stuffing them into a small satchel as she hurriedly latched it
onto her side. The time read 4:05 pm, merely five minutes after
she was supposed to meet Marked at the cafe. While it was far
from uncommon for the self-proclaimed 'fastest flier in
Equestria' to be punctual and on time for many of her meetings
and appointments, this particular meetup was one she didn't want
to be late for.
"Ohhhh maaaaaan, I'm in for it now! First you don't have
anything prepared, and now you're going to be late! Well, I'm
already late, techinically, BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT!"
Rainbow Dash continued to berate herself as she literally flew
across several rooms in her house, gathering materials that
should have already been packed, like extra pencils and paper
along with various sources, and her own latest edition of the
Daring Do novels. Once everything was set and in place, the
Pegasus leaped out her balcony window, haphazardly leaving it
open as she soared like the wind to the cafe below. Despite her
speed and her inability to keep the satchel still across her
side, it would still take a couple minutes to reach her
destination. The mare flew just above the majority of Ponyville,
probably provoking some reaction out of the populace below.
Except... Nopony seemed to be out and about... Rainbow blinked,
slowing some as she searched to determine the cause of such an
absence. It was only then that she realized it was raining, and
furiously at that... The Pegasus scowled, not being able to
recall a schedule for rain, but resumed to high-tail it to her
destination nonetheless. As long as she kept moving at this
speed, she and her satchel would remain dry... Right?
That is until Rainbow Dash flew right into the door of the cafe
with a solid thud, flopping to the ground as she started to
count the stars that were circling around her head. "I... I
meant to do that. Just testing to see how strong the door was,
haha...heh..." The mare laughed nervously to herself, although
nopony was around to witness her crash. Nopony that she could
see, anyways. A large clap of thunder prompted the mare
instantly to her hooves, properly pushing the door open to let
herself inside. Unsurprisingly, Dash was met with several
concerned faces as she closed the door behind her. Out of all
the eyes that were now trained upon the cyan Pegasus, none of
them seemed to be those of Marked... Which was good... She
thinks. "I, uh... Was testing the door," she repeated to
herself, watching the patrons as they returned to their normal
conversations. "Yeah, we're scheduled for pretty strong winds.
Don't want that door blowing in on ya, haha..." The mare
frowned, her argument sounding quite unconvincing... But much to
her relief, nopony seemed to pay attention to her as she trotted
down one of the isles, making her way towards the back window.
Perhaps she wasn't as late as she thought...
Rainbow wouldn't order anything just yet, preferring to wait for
her companion to show up. She'd simply stare out the window at
the torrent of rain, hoping that Marked would show up despite
the current conditions. Eventually, the mare would pull out the
contents of her satchel, spreading it all over the table as she
began to put some 'finishing touches' upon her project. If
anything, Dash would like to make a good first impression upon
the author concerning her writing style, which could easily be
defined as awesome. The mare grinned to herself, resuming her
work until something tore her away from it.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Agilene Date: September 21, 2014, 11:51 pm
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Agilene stood on top of a table by the door. She was enjoying a
delicious Prance Vanilla coffee until a certain blue pegasus
burst into the shop. This made her jump onto the table in
reaction to the sudden entrance. It took a couple seconds for
Agilene to notice she had spilled her coffee on the floor upon
leaping up to higher ground. A bit frustrated that her peaceful
time in the cafe had been rudely interrupted, Agilene faced
Rainbow Dash with narrowed eyes, as if she was saying, 'you have
some explaining to do.'
Agilene dropped to the ground and attempted to grab Dash's
attention by making a throat clearing sound, all the while
giving her a serious look.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Rainbow Dash Date: September 22, 2014, 12:04 am
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The rainbow-maned Pegasus scratched furiously along her
parchment, completely zoned out to the world around her. Nothing
existed... No sounds, no rain, no random conversations... Only
the soothing sound of... Somepony clearing her throat? Rainbow
Dash glanced up at the mare, her cerise eyes darting all over
the mare's figure as she tried to place her name. Dash may not
be as good as Pinkie, but she certainly knew most of the ponies
in Ponyville...
"Uhh..." the Pegasus started, dropping her pencil as she
wondered what brought the mysterious mare to her table. And why
did she look rather... disappointed? "Can I help you with
something? Autograph, maybe? you don't look too, er... Happy..."
Rainbow Dash trailed off, pushing some of her papers off to the
side before flourishing a blank index card. "Just to make sure I
get this right, what's your name? I don't recall seeing you
around here before..."
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Agilene Date: September 22, 2014, 12:19 am
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Agilene maintained her expression as she kept her eyes on
Dash's. 'Is this the famous Rainbow Dash ponies speak of? I
expected better.' she asked herself. This was the first time
Agilene had met somepony famous. It's not like she cared,
however. To her, celebrities are all the same: normal ponies who
are overrated.
"You made quite the entrance." Agilene softly complemented,
deciding to start slowly before getting to what she really
wanted to say.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Rainbow Dash Date: September 22, 2014, 12:32 am
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Rainbow Dash blinked, processing what the mare had just said.
"Whoa... Shots fired. Ooookaaay..." The Pegasus put her index
card away, scooting over in case the mare in question wanted to
sit. Even though there was a perfectly good spot across from
her... She averted her gaze a moment, clearly knowing where this
conversation was going to lead. Rainbow had heard that
particular phrase many times before, and what followed was nary
a good thing.
"Yes, I'm Rainbow Dash. The one and only, naturally." The
Pegasus blinked again, realizing that she wasn't helping her
case if she didn't keep her ego in check. "Okay, look... I
wasn't paying attention and I crashed into the door. I was late
for an appointment, and I had a lot on my mind. It wasn't my
intention to disturb you or any other pony here, so... I
apologize."
Ohhhhh man, I'm in trouble now... What if she's the owner of
this establishment? What if Marked comes in to see this? Rainbow
Dash frowned a bit as she scolded herself, but otherwise
remained silent to hear what the other mare had to say.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Agilene Date: September 22, 2014, 12:44 am
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She sighed, not in disappointment, but in relief. Good news:
Rainbow Dash at least has some manners. Perhaps she is different
from the celebrities Agilene has read about in magazines. Bad
news: She still needs her coffee fix, but it's a minor. She can
always get another anytime.
Agilene remained standing, feeling like her legs needed a bit of
a stretch. She replied to Rainbow Dash's apology, "It's alright.
Besides, you did not hurt anypony, so it should not be a big
deal."
Suddenly, thunder boomed outside the shop, which just adds to
the bad news. Agilene dislikes getting wet, so what better way
to wait for the rain to diminish than to have a conversation in
the cafe? She pulled out a chair and sat facing Rainbow Dash.
"So, why were you in such a hurry?" Agilene asked, for she
needed a reminder.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Rainbow Dash Date: September 22, 2014, 1:09 am
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Rainbow Dash was rather shocked at the mare's response, fully
expecting some sort of tirade against her as many have done in
the past. She blinked a few times, shifting her gaze back to the
table as they eventually wandered upon the Daring Do novel that
sat upright near the various condiments by the window-pane.
"Well..." she started, spreading out her scribbled notes once
more across the uneven length of the table.
"First, I was trying to get out of the rain. I think the weather
team skipped a day ahead again, which is odd because they tend
to only skip a day when it means less work. Or they simply
brought too many rain-filled clouds again... But that's besides
the point. Second," the cyan mare paused, working her cerise
eyes back to the mystery mare who had now pulled up a nearby
chair to sit in. "I scheduled a meeting with an author to help
fine-tune my work in progress. I was supposed to meet him here
at four, and I really didn't want to make a bad impression by
being late. I got so wrapped up in my work that I almost was,
but it seems he hasn't arrived yet. I do hope the weather didn't
stall him or change his mind..."
The Pegasus trailed off, shuffling the papers in order the best
she could before lightly tapping them against the table. "I
don't have much, but perhaps it will be a good start. Who
knows?"
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Agilene Date: September 22, 2014, 10:30 am
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The first thing that Agilene thought of as Rainbow Dash spoke
were the papers she carried. Taking a quick glance at them, they
appeared messed up, almost as if the pegasus had 10 gallons of
coffee while she wrote. Was this really the stress speed-driven
pegasi witness every single day?
The next thing Agilene realized was the 'work in progress' that
was mentioned. "Is this author asking you to fine tune your
chaotic entrances?" Agilene asked jokingly.
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Marked Twine Date: September 22, 2014, 11:32 am
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"... Uhhhhmmmm..." Marked, having gone home to prepare for his
meeting with Rainbow Dash at the cafe, once again found himself
humming indecisively as his eyes hopped from the cover of one of
his books to the other. WOW, was this turning out to be more
difficult than he'd ever imagined it would be. After
resharpening his pencils and making sure his saddle bags were
restocked with a fresh notebook or two to use for jotting down
ideas that could then be used to assist the mare, he'd started
the impossibly difficult task of deciding which of his books to
take with him for Rainbow to borrow. He had made no progress yet
and it was starting to stress him out as he could feel time
ticking away like a chisel chipping away at his nerves.
Another scan of the three books currently laid out on the desk
before him, starting with the horror story to his left, the art
on the cover - it being one of the few of his books to have the
chance to get such a bonus - being of the entrance to a large
and foreboding temple meant give a spooky impression as it
peered menacingly out from the surrounding jungle thicket.
Rainbow had mentioned being a sucker for scary stuff, right?
This would be a good choice for bringing along then, wouldn't
it? Personally Marked felt that it wasn't really a bad book on
it's own, just felt risky since it was outside of his usual
genre of choice. Or, well, not entirely free of it he supposed
as the setting itself was pretty adventurey with the main
protagonist being a treasure hunter of sorts looking for some
goodies. Marked went through a number of facial expressions as
he ran the idea through his head, it ranging quite vastly from
hopeful to worried to confident to wanting to just bash his head
against the desk.
Refraining from bruising his forehead darker, Marked gave a less
worried but also less interested shift of his attention tot he
book in the middle, it being one of his normal adventure focused
novels that he, of course, was proud of was not as excited over.
It wasn't a bad story, he'd have never tried to get it published
if he didn't think it wouldn't be enjoyable to read, but he just
felt that it was far too within his comfort zone as a writer.
Another adventure story, one he was sure Rainbow would enjoy
based on her opinion of his other book, but... He didn't know
how to describe it. It was too safe of a choice? Meh... He
wanted to impress her with something cool and new, not just go
with a possibly sure thing that could still very well not go
over all that well.
One sigh later and he was inspecting the third and final book in
the line up, his sci-fi novel about gadgets and junk. Blegh.
He gave a shake of his head, releasing himself from the sudden
grasp of his own self doubt and pity and giving the book another
more serious look. Certainly would have plenty of action for
her, the main character making it his job to get into the
business of eeeeeverypony who was important and rich enough to
earn his interest and afford his services, and the technobabble
sprinkled through out wasn't so heavy as to come off as dumb.
And all of the toys! Oh, Marked had had quite a bit of fun in
imagining up the many devices and machines through out the
entire story! Fancy space fairing airships, stealth suits,
advanced displays, instant bakeries. watches that could do
pretty much anything if you programmed them right... The book
would most definitely keep things fresh with every turning of
its pages at the very least.
"Auuugh! Come on Marked!" he commanded himself with an
exasperated moan, bonking the side of his head with his hoof,
"Just pick one! You've been at this forever now! You've only
got..." a glance back at the clock he kept around for the
occasions when he actually had an appointment to keep or a place
to be to shake up his normally open schedule, "... Fifteen
minutes to get this done an- fifteen minutes!?" a double take so
hard that he risked snapping his own neck. Only fifteen minutes
left until four!? This wasn't good! Not at all! His house was
located much more further out on the outskirts of town than most
others, so fifteen minutes left to get to the cafe basically
meant he was late already! How could he have possibly got so
focused on choosing a book so as to lose over an hour of time?
Maybe even more??
"No no no no no no no!" Marked began to repeat over and over,
hurrying to buckle his saddlebags back onto his body and give a
very rushed double check of its contents then just deciding to
stuff all three of the thick books into either bag to sort out
later. He didn't have anymore time to be indecisive about it, he
just had to go! And go he did, right out the door with his mind
set on dashing off to the cafe as if his life depended on it.
Then he splashed into a large puddle, causing him to gasp in
surprised as he was hit with water. His surprise only doubled
when he heard a clash of thunder and realized that it was, in
fact, raining, causing his brain to screech slightly as it took
in this new information. Something about it was bad... and
Marked couldn't quite place i-
"The books!" His hooves flew over his saddle bags in a desperate
attempt to protect their contents from nature, his desire to
keep his promised books in as pristine a condition as ponyly
possible fueling a rush of thought. He needed to go back to get
something to protect the books from the rain, but he was already
going to be who knows how late to their meeting! What if his
spending a minute to get a better coat would be the minute where
Rainbow would get tired of waiting for him and split? Was it
worth it? But! But! What if his books got ruined on the way?
What would Rainbow think of a completely soaked and illegible
book being hoofed off with an awkward smile? Marked felt a bit
of panic come on as his head kept looking back and forth between
his front door and the path leading back to town, his hoodie
becoming rapidly soaked as it was useless in protecting him from
the falling water.
No matter how badly he wished he could, Marked had to go back
and sacrifice those few extra moments to redress himself more
appropriately for the sake of his books. Hoping to Celestia that
Rainbow wouldn't get bored waiting for him, or even worse start
thinking he'd decided not to show up at all and just leave her
there, Marked bolted back into his home, first trying to pull
off his hoodie right away but then realizing he'd buckled his
saddle bags over it and only managing to tug himself to the
floor in a face plant. Grumbling as he picked himself and
rubbing at the small bruise he knew he'd be sporting later that
day, he just said "To Hay with it" and left the hoodie where it
was as he was not willing to slow himself down further with
taking off his bags just to put them right back on, the writer
instead trotting to his closet to retrieve three items: a better
jacket - obviously - and two pieces of thick wool cloth that was
normally used to wrap his books up in during this exact type of
weather for protection from water.
Normally he would wrap each individual book up with their own
piece of cloth, but with how stuffed full his bags already were
this would be impossible as his alternative, just shoving the
two pieces into the bags with the hopes of squeezing them both
onto the outer sides while covering them at the top, already
caused his bags to look near to bursting, Marked experiencing a
fair amount of difficulty in forcing them to close once more as
he hoped beyond hope that they wouldn't explode on the way into
town. Speaking of looking bulky, Marked's decision to keep his
hoodie on was now causing his new jacket to look a bit off in
size. It was small, but noticeable as his hoodie's hood, for
example, caused a silly poof of his jacket around his neck,
something he had no time to care about as, once ready for the
rain, he sprinted back outside, his tail slamming his door shut
behind him as he fully galloped down the path.
Marked was not a fast pony, but that day he may as well have
been a professional sprinter as he hit the ground with
everything he could muster, the effort helping in staving off
the growing chill he was getting from the soaked hoodie being
hugged against his body keeping him wet beneath his jacket. It
also wasn't all that comfortable to run with a hoodie pressed
tightly against his body with the straps of a couple of very
overstuffed saddle bags weighing it down... but here he was...
There was no way he had made it in time. Marked knew that he had
to be to late to catch Rainbow even after the cafe came into
view, the stallion readying himself for another round of kicking
himself as he neared the door and threw it open, it making less
of a commotion than an earlier slam but still earning a few
surprised looks as other ponies in the cafe took note of the
shivery stallion at the door who seemed to be tasting air for
the first time if his gasping was any sign and apparently
carried everything he owned in his saddle bags.
"Uh... Sorry." Marked apologized in between gasps and with a
forced smile before immediately looking around for the distinct
multi-colored mane of the mare he'd come to meet. No... no...
no... Ah! There! There are no words to properly describe
Marked's relief in finding Rainbow still present in the cafe
even after who knows how long she may have been waiting for him,
but... She seemed to be with another mare? Oh... Wait, why oh?
Marked felt like maybe he'd taken too long anyway and his
meeting with Rainbow may have been converted into something
else, which... seemed pretty silly of him to think really. He
didn't know how late he was, but surely he wasn't so insanely
late as to have caused Rainbow to go find a friend of hers to
have meet her there? Blah! You're being paranoid again, Marked!
Just remember what Rainbow said. Be cool. Like her.
Taking another breath to try and stop his heart from threatening
to explode, Marked took an exhausted trot over to Rainbow's
table, him standing on trembly legs from his sprint, dripping a
little bit with rain water, struggling not to topple over from
the weight in his bags and having his jacket look bulky in
random spots from his hoodie under it as he tried to put on a
smile and look cool.
He did not look cool.
"H-hi, Rainbow! Sorry I'm late. I.. er... got tied up..." he
tried to explain before deciding it best to leave his
embarrassing story up to the imagination for now. Wanting to be
polite, Marked turned to the new mare and offered a shaky tip of
a hat he only now realized he'd forgotten to take. Hm. So that's
why his head and mane were so covered in water. He'd been
wondering how that had happened... "Hey there. My name's Marked.
How's it going?"
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Re: A Quiet Evening at the Café
By: Agilene Date: September 22, 2014, 2:36 pm
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Agilene faces the new guy who had just greeted her. It was clear
that he too was late for his appointment with Rainbow Dash based
on how shaky his legs seem to be. And looking at the water
dripping from his coat gives Agilene more of a reason to wait
inside the cafe longer. Otherwise, she would have to walk in the
rain, which she wouldn't normally prefer.
"I am Agilene Flow. You must be the author Miss Dash here was
speaking about earlier," she replied.
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