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Post by Pumpkin Spice on Aug 26, 2014 15:58:59 GMT -5
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 26, 2014 18:42:23 GMT -5
It took all of her strength to push open the door. In Claire walked, the chronic coffee-drinker. Her grey eyes were half-lidded and her rose colored mane was pulled back into a very messy bun. A saddlebag that usually bounced up against Claire's uptempo gait drooped at her side. It was obvious that she had woken up no less than ten minutes ago, and had made a beeline straight for the little cafe. It was rare to see her outside, with her hair so messy and without a hint of makeup on. Usually, Claire would never be seen in public like this. But not having a coffee maker in your room meant dramatic action needed to be performed.
She slowly made her way towards the cafe's front counter, attempting to not trip on her mane. The effort was futile, and her legs were caught up in the thick locks. Claire stumbled a bit and banged her right hoof on one of the tables. Righting herself and now bright red with embarrassment, she finished her journey in front of the counter, where a pretty golden pony waited. Attempting to not embarrass herself any further, Claire smiled as cheerfully as possible so early in the morning without coffee. It probably came out as more of a grimace than anything. "G...Good morning..." She said, her voice slightly raspy and an octave lower than usual. Without her glasses and through her drowsiness, the mare in front of her was surprisingly blurry. "S-Sorry about that..." She cocked her head back in the direction of the table. "I hope...that your table's feelings aren't hurt" What? Claire shook her head. "I-I mean, I think it's o-okay" she finished lamely.
Okay Claire, time to be quiet for a second.
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Post by Pumpkin Spice on Aug 26, 2014 18:59:54 GMT -5
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 26, 2014 19:34:18 GMT -5
"U-Um..." Claire lifted her hoof for a closer examination. They blurry appendage slowly came into focus. It throbbed slightly, but other than that, it looked okay. No blemishes to her lovely hide, for now. "Looks...good. No damage done." Claire smiled sheepishly before squinting up at the designed menu board. "I guess I'll just have a..." She hesitated for a long while. Her brain certainly wasn't functioning properly.
"Just a...black coffee, please." She sighed. "The biggest size you've got. Thanks." She felt silly taking so long on such a simple order. Looking around, she shuffled to the side. She had already embarrassed herself enough today, she just wanted to get her coffee and move on out.
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Post by Pumpkin Spice on Aug 26, 2014 20:20:42 GMT -5
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 26, 2014 20:47:39 GMT -5
Claire smiled as her order was placed on the table. "...Thank you." She murmured, picking up the cup with her light blue magic. At the suggestion of the muffin, Claire was aware of the tantalizing cinnamon smell wafting through the air. Her stomach growled loudly, and Claire's gray eyes widened in suprise. Glacing up at the clock, Claire noted that she wasn't supposed to eat for another 3 hours, 41 minutes, and 12 seconds in order to stay on schedule. She quickly held the cup up to her lips.
Closing her eyes, she hastily leaned back and the entire coffee disappeared down her throat in a couple of massive swallows. The sounds of her stomach quietened to a murmur.
"Ah, no, I'll be okay." Claire said, crumpling the cup up. "...It sure smells nice, though..."
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Post by Pumpkin Spice on Aug 27, 2014 6:16:05 GMT -5
Pumpkin watched the slender unicorn check the clock nervously and turn down her offer, after chugging the entire cup of coffee. She certainly looked hungry, her bones were practically poking through her lovely pink coat. Pumpkin forced herself not to mention it, though from a personal perspective she wanted to, her professionalism forbade it. She had long ago made a decision not to be the type of salespony that pushes, even in situations such as this. She sighed internally. "Alright miss, it'll be three bits for the coffee."
She was curious as to what brought the mare into this little city, or more precisely what had brought the sudden influx of newcomers to town in general. She took in the the tall mare, she was certainly quite a sight; she looked like something right out of a magazine. Well except for the tired eyes and tousled mane. Still, Pumpkin couldn't shake the thought that she'd seen the unicorn before.
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 28, 2014 21:42:19 GMT -5
"Alright." Claire was feeling a tiny bit less lightheaded. The coffee was finally kicking in for her. Instead of using her magic, Claire hoisted her pink saddlebag onto the counter and dug in it with both her hooves. "Umm...." It was taking her a while to dig through the swollen bag, brimming with various makeup supplies. "H-Here's two..And..." Onto the desk, two tiny golden bits were flung. "Aaaand...Here's three!" The last bit clinked onto the counter with the others.
"S-Sorry for the wait." She turned around and saw that the cafe was still empty. Not too big of a surprise, it was to be expected with the time still so early and the shop having just opened. She turned back to the kind owner. "I'm Claire Dupont by the way. But the world just calls me Claire." Even though drowsiness still hit her, she was able to attempt a half-hearted mane flip. It just ended up looking silly, like an overgrown lion shaking water droplets out of his mane.
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Post by Sugar Sweet on Aug 28, 2014 22:51:58 GMT -5
Sugar Sweet had not slept the previous night. In fact, she had barely seen the time between working on her newest project, and making herself a salad out of anything she could find. It wasn't really much. She'd forgotten to go shopping this week when she was working on her 'lightning box'. It hadn't worked out very well, so now it was disassembled, and the pieces were in her 'shop' as scrap metal.
So, due to these circumstances, when she pushed herself through the door to the Cafe au Lait with scuffed and scorched saddlebags on her back, she had deep shadows under her eyes, and she may have had a few pieces of mane sticking out in odd directions, though most of the charge was gone. She grumbled as approached the counter, ignoring the presence of the super model she narrowly managed to not hit, and peered up blearily at the list of drinks and food items, before rummaging through one of the bags and spilling a few coins on the bench. Twelve? Thirteen? She couldn't tell. She needed coffee, stat.
"Espresso, double shot. Black, four sugars please," came her tired request, remembering at the last second that she was having somepony else make her coffee, so she had to be nice to them, "Biggest cup you have."
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Post by Pumpkin Spice on Aug 30, 2014 7:10:51 GMT -5
Her worry eased a bit noting that the coffee had apparently done wonders for the pink unicorn, though she still wished she could convince her to nibble on something. She gratefully accepted the bits from her,"No harm about the wait, no one else's up yet anyway," she added with a smile. Claire Dupont. It sounded vaguely familiar but Pumpkin couldn't place where or even if she'd heard it before. Not wanting to be rude she introduced herself as well, "Well its a pleasure meeting you Miss Dupont. I'm Pumpkin Spice, the owner of this little cafe," there was a small note of pride in her voice saying that, knowing that this place was hers and she had put all the work in herself.
At that moment the bell on the door announced the arrival of a new customer. A small mare entered looking disheveled, to say the least. She walked right past the unicorn who Pumpkin had been speaking to, which Pumpkin found to be quite rude. At least she'd said please. Pumpkin had long ago mastered the art of the gracious servant act. It was something anyone in the service industry must to if they want to get anywhere. So though she had a few choice words for this mare, she simply smiled and said, "Alright, miss, coming right up," and went about making the order.
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 30, 2014 13:16:53 GMT -5
"Nice meeting y-" Claire was cut off by a mare bumping into her to cut her in line. What nerve! Interrupting a conversation like that must be illegal somewhere. Even rising star Claire Dupont had the integrity to wait in line when it wasn't her turn. Claire frowned. "Excuse you," She said. Claire could have said lots of things to this mare, ranging from polite to...Claire-ish, but she just sighed and stepped to the side. "I wasn't quite done with my exchange...But go ahead, I suppose" She rolled her eyes and watched the new pony. Maybe she was rude, or maybe she was just dumb? Claire weighed the options in her head. Perhaps a bit of both.
After the pony had ordered her whatever-it-was, Claire spoke up again. "Let's try not to be so rude next time, yes? Even boring looking ponies like yourself can't sneak by and have no pony notice them. You have to wait in line like everybody else." Claire's usual haughtiness was a bit off. Even though she held her head high as she usually does, her eyes were wide open, staring intently at the pony as if giving important life advice. Claire was very strongly trying to not start a scene in this shop. The shop owner, Pumpkin Spice as she had learned, was very kind, and Claire actually quite liked her. But, Claire's goal was to teach lowly ponies the error of their ways, to help them become the beautiful, helpful, kind beings that the world needs. But, in most cases (like this one), it just comes off as being rude.
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Post by Sugar Sweet on Aug 30, 2014 18:06:10 GMT -5
Sugar Sweet didn't mean to be rude. Not really. But she was tired, and practically falling over, and...
She forgot the other reason.
She turned blearily to look at Claire Dupont, narrowing her eyes in an attempt to make the mare come into some semblance of focus.
"But you had your drink?" She queried, more to herself than anything else, looking vaguely at the cup the thin mare was holding, then frowning, "She has her drink... did I miss something..? Pr'bly skipped a step'r something.."
She was now quite literally swaying where she sat, sometimes dangerously so, trying very, very hard not to fall asleep. No, she had ideas in her head that might leave if she fell asleep! That's dangerous. Very dangerous. Ideas were important! Especially these ones. So she tried the basics first, running through them quickly in her sleep (And coffee) deprived mind. She rubbed her eyes first, then peered back between Pumpkin and Claire.
And then it clicked. This pony, this thing, gangly thing in front of her, had insulted her. Her normally lightning fast mind only just now clicked that it had been insulted.
"Wait..." She said slowly to herself, frowning as she tried to remember the insult, "Were we just insulted?"
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 30, 2014 23:15:42 GMT -5
"Of course not, sweets. I don't insult. I just like to educate the lower-down ponies." Claire did a circle around herself and flung the empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can, almost missing it by a thread. "But I won't take up any more time." She smoothed down her hair with a hoof, which honestly didn't help much, and performed another mane flip. Her movements seemed almost choreographed, with how they were timed. "Goodbye, Miss Pumpkin Spice, The-Owner-Of-This-Little-Cafe." She looked in the two-colored mare's eyes. "I shall return tomorrow morning, as well. I expect us to get to know each other fairly well." With a cheerful nod, she smiled. "I very much enjoyed the coffee." Claire's stomach roared again at the word 'coffee'.
"And goodbye to you, too, Miss Vanilla." Claire addressed the other pony as if she were a piece of gum stuck to her horseshoe. Her front hoof wiggled in a demeaning gesture before she placed it back down, and with her head held high, turned towards the door.
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Post by Sugar Sweet on Aug 31, 2014 0:23:11 GMT -5
Sugar was still processing the potential insult. And then another came in, and this one did hit home.
"Lower down..?" She whispered to herself, her eyes widening, then turning angry, "Lower down!?"
By the time it actually occurred to her that, yes she was being insulted and, again, yes the culprit was leaving, she had turned to look for her intellectual attacker. Upon seeing her, she blurted out an insult in reply.
"Twenty-five million years of evolution," She spouted acidly, "And you're the result? Your IQ is only three digits because of the decimal place, so don't ever give me a piece of your mind!"
She smirked at the model smugly and finished with "Because you couldn't afford it~"
Then she looked back to the bench, a little more awake now, and realised where she was, and her ears pinned back flat against her head and she looked at the floor, both in surprise at her vehemence (Though, that was nothing new. Having her intellect questioned ((Even if it's only as she perceived it)) was a sore spot on her) and in shame, unable to look at the owner of the establishment after her loss of control.
"Sorry miss Spice..." She mumbled softly.
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Post by Claire Dupont on Aug 31, 2014 0:37:48 GMT -5
Claire giggled, happy to get a reaction so quickly out of the pony. "Goodness, the unimportants are so funny!" She smirked, without even looking back and swept her long tail against the ground. She lifted one hoof to her head and brushed her bangs out of her slate gray eyes. "Have a fabulous day, Miss Vanilla! I look forward to hearing your cute little jealousy another day. Until then...Stay beautiful!" And with that, she bouncily trotted out of the cafe, chuckling to herself while making sure her mane flooded out behind her like ocean waves.
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