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Post by Cherry Flip on Aug 27, 2014 13:16:26 GMT -5
Cherry couldn't help be a bit curious what was under that hood. Seeing a faint glow of eyes as she tried to keep focus on her missing hat. Nodding silently in nervousness as she looked back around at the ground. It was more than likely trampled, hopefully at least it was only covered in dirt and not torn. Looking now around a bit with the taller cloaked pony. Frowning at her words at no sign at her hat to only have her ears perk when her words stopped. Looking up at the odd pony before taking a glance towards her before the hood lowered further aain. " ...The center...? " Looking up at the crowd giving a weak flutter of wings. She rarely used her wings for flying, more as a speed boost to her running as she gave a slow flutter just barely above the crowd.
Looking around faintly for what the odd pony met before her head turned beat red in a mixture of embarrassment and anger. The crowd was laughing at her hat! Watching as Claire held it and dusted it off only teasing about never wanting to wear something of the sort. What was wrong with her hat! The look of anger apparent on her face as she fluttered back down to her spot near the cloaked pony in a huff. " Thats it! Thats my hat! A-And their laughing! " Fluttering her wings out and around herself defensivly as she took to stomping straight into the crowd angerly.
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Post by Zeila on Aug 27, 2014 13:42:13 GMT -5
Zeila watched as the little pony began to flutter unsteadily to check if that was her hat that was near the center of the crowd admittedly she couldn't tell if that was it but when the pony came back down next to her with a different expression of anger and sadness and verifying that it was indeed her hat. She wanted to say tell her to calm down a little before she started to push her way into the crowd. "Oh this might not be a good thing.", watches her slowly trying to make her way after her.
If not handled properly this crowd might turn into a angry mob or worse, the little pony might get trampled, kicked or badly hurt. The thoughts began to race through her mind building up more and more of her fears for herself and the small pony that wanted her hat back. Part of her mind told her to get out and go home but her heart was telling her to watch out for the small pony.
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 28, 2014 22:11:18 GMT -5
Claire continued her act, shaking the hat around and pretending to wear it. She pranced around in a circle, giggling along with her audience. The crowd, quite large now roared in laughter. Even the stallions couldn't contain their chuckling at Claire's silly little performance. Not too far away, Claire quickly noticed some ponies getting bumped from behind. Taking a closer look, she saw that it was no other than the pony she had met earlier. The mare looked angry, as she pushed her way past. "Oh, my!" She giggled. "Everypony! Make way, make way now! Looks like someone's coming to claim their fashion faux pa!" The crows, curious now and almost in a trance from Claire, moved halfheartedly to make room for the stomping pegasus.
"Hey, umm...Churro Flop?" Claire guessed. Claire was never good at remembering names of ponies she didn't find important. And ponies she didn't find important got harsh nicknames based off their real names-Or, as much as Claire could remember. "You look different! Did you get a haircut?" She grinned and magically swung the hat behind her head, above her almost-bony shoulders. The crowd, after hearing Claire's words about the particular hat and noticing the hat's owner, turned to a chorus of quiet murmuring and gesturing. They all wanted to hear what was going to happen, and Claire wasn't going to give her fans anything but the best.
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Post by Cherry Flip on Aug 29, 2014 9:46:13 GMT -5
Cherry honestly couldn't be less suprised that Claire acted lke this, suppose it was to judge a book by its cover. And this cover had a spoiled child written all over it. Nothing more than schoolyard bullying as the tall pony merely made herself appear like a clown. And if Claire wanted to be a child...she would get treated like a child. Her stomping slowing down to a trot as she got through the crowd. Ignoring each phrase that Claire had shouted in delight for attention, ignoring the crowds agreement and delight in laughter. Simply narrowing her eyes as she came up to the much taller pony. Looking towards the crowd each way as they avoided eye contact, as if it would deny any guilt they could feel for laughing at the taunts.
None wanted to catch her eye, none wanted to take the blame for laughing. And she simply stared up at the tall pony who stared down at her. Simply staying silent as if she couldn't hear anything. Unphased by the stupid name and insults. Staying still for what seemed like hours, before a quick shot in the air she took. Swishing around the unicorns neck at sudden burst to grab her hat and twirl around landing on the ground as quiet as she took off. Brushing the hat off delicatly as if covered in germs by Claires magic and placed it back on her head. " Thank you for finding my hat Nair Dopot." Trotting off through the silent crowd as she walked over to the cloaked figure. Ignoring the rest as she looked up to them, " Thank you for helping me..." It was quiet, but grateful as she ignored the murmurs and few sniggers. Simply trotting back to her things to pick them up carefully before trotting off.
If she had learned anything growing up, having Sugar wish, that children wanted attention. And she would not give it.
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 29, 2014 16:58:34 GMT -5
"Well, what can you say?" Claire smirked as Cherry calmly walked off. "Only a pony like THAT would have that kind of fashion sense. Take notes, Mares and Gentlecolts!" She flipped her hair back again, and the crowd had turned from their guilty stares in an eruption of loud gossip about Cherry Flip or Churro Flop or whatever her name was. Claire lavished in this life, it was like high school, but much better. The next two months were going to be great, Claire predicted. Doing one more circle around herself, Claire lifted her head high. "And now, it is time to depart." She flipped her scarf around her.
"Remember to stay energetic! Don't let yourself turn into a Churro Flop!" The crowd listened intently. "And, of course..." She looked out into her audience with a wink "Stay beautiful!" These last two words were said in chorus with a few of the crowd members, for it was Claire's famous, tried and true slogan. With a nod, she whisked around, letting her mane flop out behind her, and trotted away in the other direction. The crows quickly dispersed, many of the ponies flooding into the shop where Claire had walked out of, causing a certain old mare to be extremely surprised and very confused.
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Post by Zeila on Aug 29, 2014 18:07:55 GMT -5
Zeila had finally got closer to the small pony her hood still down keeping her eyes and horns hidden. She looked around to see the small pony and the taunting taller pony causing a scene she wanted to speak up but before she could even act the small pony fluttered and quickly circled pink pony grabbing her hat and walked away. "Oh wow...that was a surprise." She says to herself giving a soft smile seeing she was fine and could handle herself more then Zeila thought she could. As the small pony walked up to her and softly spoke her thank you Zeila would give a small nod in return watching as she trotted off.
She stood around a bit hearing Claire make some other rude remarks about the small pony to the crowd like some high school student who was very snooty. Then the crowd echos the phrase as she said it making her throw a quizzical look on her face. She watched her walk away and the crowd dissipate. only leaving herself and the old shop mare who looked to Zeila and she to her. Zeila realized where she was and looked to her,"Uh can I help you d-", before she could say anything else Zeila took off for the alleyway she had left her bags in and disappeared into the shadows. "Well this has been a interesting morning so far.", the old shop mare said before going back into her store.
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