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       #Post#: 526--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Brash Date: July 3, 2016, 6:51 am
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       Brash grumbles, her blurry vision making the image of Octavia
       hard to decipher. The orb's light flickers as a small white wisp
       moves about inside, Brash's eyes widen and she stands, "Let..
       go..." she says with pained grunts and attempts to tackle
       Octavia, but her balance is so jarred all she manages to do is
       stumble into Serenity.
       She holds her head and tries to glare at Octavia, but her daze
       is obvious as her eyes wander now and again.
       #Post#: 528--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Serenity Date: July 3, 2016, 5:34 pm
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       "Steady now", Serenity says as she uses her wings to steady the
       filly. She tries to look into her eyes to look for signs of a
       concussion.
       #Post#: 536--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Octavia Melody Date: July 4, 2016, 10:42 pm
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       Octavia's investigation of the ball is interrupted by the filly
       getting up. Turning around, she faces Brash, standing over the
       ball in a position so that Brash couldn't possibly take it from
       her. "Now why would you have something like this young filly?
       And what is it?" she asks.
       #Post#: 541--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Brash Date: July 5, 2016, 3:00 pm
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       Brash shakes her head and her ears fall as they begin to ring.
       She closes her eyes and widens her stance, taking a deep breath.
       "None of your business." She states to Octavia, "Sprocket, that
       orb, is the culmination of my father's research: a sentient
       creature of magic. In his death he left the last phase of
       bringing it true life to me, all she needs is a body. Nothing
       and nopony will get in my way, so give it to me." She opens her
       eyes, still quite dizzy as her balance wavers. She lifts a hoof
       to recieve the orb, then nearly falls over before shifting her
       other foreleg to a more center position.
       #Post#: 548--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Serenity Date: July 6, 2016, 11:46 am
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       Serenity continues to offer her support, a worried expression on
       her face. "Are you sure you should be standing?"
       #Post#: 556--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Octavia Melody Date: July 8, 2016, 4:27 am
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       "You really shouldn't be standing." she says, agreeing with
       Brash. She continues to inspect the orb, the orb shining in the
       sunlight. The entire display could be seen by everypony, some
       eyeing the orb, others watching the drama unfold, silently
       waiting to see what would happen next. "I don't know who you
       are, I don't know how you were raised, and it was never in my
       place to say anything on the matter. If this thing truly means
       that much to you, then here," she says, rolling the ball on the
       ground, stopping short of Brash's hooves "You're welcome by the
       way." she says.
       #Post#: 568--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Brash Date: July 9, 2016, 2:56 pm
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       "No, I shouldn't be." Brash responds as she wraps her forelegs
       around the orb and lays down, resting her chin on it. She raises
       her voice to the crowd, "Now if the lot of you don't mind, I
       have a headache, so you may leave now."
       #Post#: 571--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Serenity Date: July 10, 2016, 12:40 am
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       "I suppose that's that, then." Serenity sits and finishes
       folding the last of the garments and puts the organized deck of
       cards (sans one ace) in front of the filly.
       #Post#: 589--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Octavia Melody Date: July 13, 2016, 7:52 am
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       "I wouldn't expect any thanks from her." she whispers to
       Serenity so that Brash couldn't hear her as she takes a seat in
       front of her. At this point, the rest of the crowd is still
       present, some making unflattering remarks about Brash before
       slowly heading off, not because the filly told them, but because
       there was no activity happening. As this happens, the
       construction ponies are beginning to bring in machinery with the
       intent of demolishing what little remains of the building, even
       bringing a wrecking ball for the job. "Well, looks like they're
       going to start demolishing the place soon enough." she says.
       #Post#: 591--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Starting Up in Smoke
       By: Brash Date: July 13, 2016, 6:21 pm
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       Brash's ears perk up as the construction machines roll in. Her
       brow furrows in extreme anger as her eyes open. She stands and
       kicks the deck of cards out of her way, they scatter in the wind
       as she stomps forward. "HEY, MORONS!" She grips the bruise on
       her head for a moment, "I told you I will have this fixed within
       the twenty four hours that I should be allowed, and if you
       yokels can't understand that I swear the only construction
       you'll be doing will be in Tartarus!" She stands in-between the
       building and the machinery emanating a constant low growl.
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