Post by Low Key on Sept 10, 2014 23:12:41 GMT -5
Low Key looks at to hoof, and then to his chest. It was certainly a strange request, and physical contact was never something that he treated lightly. Still, perhaps it was for the best; he had had very little reason to doubt her expertise so far, so he nodded, "You have my permission."
As Midnight would place her hoof upon him, her mind would be flooded by images and words. A scene from a memory comes to the forefront - Low Key is sitting behind his bar and Claire is sitting on the other side. Several empty drinking glass sit next to her as she tells him about her childhood, how she was bred to be the best, a pony who could do no wrong. There are shadows coming off of her, dark energy from deep within her soul. Even Low seems to be aware of it.
The scene flashes, and the mare is replaced by a filly, starving and unloved. Uninhibited by the alcohol, she bares all, including her tortured soul. Soon, the darkness encompasses Low, and a great sadness overcomes him. He begs her to allow him to help her, to fix her. He can't stand to see her push herself like this, he wanted to be the one to lay all her demons to rest and uncover the kind, loving mare that he knew lay trapped beneath. He was sure he could make it work, he knew he could make it work. He would give this mare all of his love if it meant that he could see her genuinely happy and satisfied with herself.
As Midnight would place her hoof upon him, her mind would be flooded by images and words. A scene from a memory comes to the forefront - Low Key is sitting behind his bar and Claire is sitting on the other side. Several empty drinking glass sit next to her as she tells him about her childhood, how she was bred to be the best, a pony who could do no wrong. There are shadows coming off of her, dark energy from deep within her soul. Even Low seems to be aware of it.
The scene flashes, and the mare is replaced by a filly, starving and unloved. Uninhibited by the alcohol, she bares all, including her tortured soul. Soon, the darkness encompasses Low, and a great sadness overcomes him. He begs her to allow him to help her, to fix her. He can't stand to see her push herself like this, he wanted to be the one to lay all her demons to rest and uncover the kind, loving mare that he knew lay trapped beneath. He was sure he could make it work, he knew he could make it work. He would give this mare all of his love if it meant that he could see her genuinely happy and satisfied with herself.
