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Post by Midnight Mind on Sept 29, 2014 21:18:45 GMT -5
"The colt was fine a bit scared and hide inside Arid's coat more to not watch. Arid is..a stallion of another breed. Pain doesn't affect him like it would me or you or others." she began to nuzzle into the hoof in her mane again "It's hard to explain, he told me he feels it cause as he said one cant know limits without feeling it."
She began the story more "He fought with that wound bleeding but I think he didnt care his buttons were pressed so much that night he was gonna take it out on somepony." she began to giggle as she thought of what Arid did as well Defiant "He and Defiant did a..hehe..tag move to that pony. Arid kicked him in the back and Defiant slammed his broom into his throat, when he went back holding his neck Arid kicked the back of his leg and snapped one like a twig."
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Sept 29, 2014 21:27:58 GMT -5
Midnight was getting rather.... graphic with her word choice. Spirit had to hold back her own thoughts, keeping them under strict watch. This was really not what she was used to hearing. Typically when she went out to fight something it crumbled or withered. It didn't break. It didn't bleed. It just... stopped existing.
Fighting against ponies... against sentient beings that had families and lives... it just seemed so.... out there. Seemed wrong. And Midnight was laughing about it! It seemed to cross every line that Spirit thought she held onto. And yet... she didn't.... care. She was too invested into the story. She saw it as just that. A story. This was not something that happened. It couldn't have been a memory. It must have been fabricated. Yes. That was it, "A-And after that everything was good, right?"
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Post by Midnight Mind on Sept 30, 2014 8:25:09 GMT -5
"Well after a few more ponies went down we were fine. Three on ten is actually not fair for them when you think about who they were dealing with. Arid who is a strong, agile, smart earth pony, Defiant fast, light, deadly with his weapons or hooves, and then me a unicorn with magic that makes them know they are novices." she began to nuzzle into Spirit's stomach as her eyes closed a bit "You ok or was I being a bit graphic?"
She thought on some of what she said as she yawned a bit "The mercs were arrested and offered by Arid of all ponies to be released as a token of good will to end the fights. Except the pony that wanted to attack the colt. A few actually joined us and others left and didnt even return to the group they worked for. The colt was reunited with his parents after the fight though and he still comes by to see Arid with friends he was given permission from Arid."
As she began to yawn a bit more she nuzzled into Spirit's stomach more "You are so comfy...I am starting to fall asleep. Will you hold me if I fall asleep?"
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Sept 30, 2014 9:21:43 GMT -5
"Y-you're fine on the graphicness," Spirit lied rather expertly, "I mean, you've seen what I can to things that get in my way. I've done similar things to others."
Spirit continued to pet at her friend's mane through to the end of the story. Really, it was just an unconscious movement, now. She felt like she needed something to do to keep herself awake and cognizant. Spell cards still took quite a bit out of her, after all...
"Go to sleep, hun," she commanded, "I promise I'll still be here in the morning. I'll be with you all night. Rest. You deserve it."
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Post by Midnight Mind on Sept 30, 2014 20:42:27 GMT -5
She began to lean more on Spirit's stomach before starting to close her eyes. As she let out a content sigh "Gonna sleep..you as well we gotta get out of here in the morning." she yawned and began to sleep laying across Spirit "See you bright and early in the morning."
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Sept 30, 2014 21:34:09 GMT -5
Spirit smiled and laid her hoof on Midnight's head, no longer petting her. Sighing, she laid her head back, "I'll be sure to," she lied. She knew she wouldn't sleep at all that night. Just in case the nightmares returned, she wanted to be up for it.
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Post by Midnight Mind on Sept 30, 2014 22:35:51 GMT -5
She slept soundly for a bit but, some nightmares came back to her mind. She didnt react like she did last time just more mumbling and stirring in her sleep. She began to shake as she buried her face into Spirit a bit trying to get out of the nightmares
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Sept 30, 2014 22:59:28 GMT -5
At some point during the night, Spirit had actually sat up, and brought Midnight into her lap, placing her head at the crook of her own shoulder and neck. Ever so gently, she rocked back and forth, when she took note of the shaking and stirring, mumbling small, useless words, hoping that they could somehow reach her friend to remind her that she wasn't alone.
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Post by Midnight Mind on Sept 30, 2014 23:33:06 GMT -5
As she felt the rocking and the words she started to relax a bit. She let Spirit keep her there and seemed to be at rest now as she didnt have no more night terrors during the night. Least nothing that bad.
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Oct 1, 2014 0:05:50 GMT -5
Sleep was not had at all that night. Something that Spirit was pretty damn good at. Not sleeping. Too much margin of error. If something ever snuck up on you, you were just... dead. So... yeah. No sleep. And, as such, she was still awake and rocking when Midnight eventually woke up.
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Post by Midnight Mind on Oct 1, 2014 1:47:53 GMT -5
In the morning she began to wake up before looking around...she was in Spirit's arms as she stretched out a bit before moving a hoof up to her head. A headache was there as she licked the side of Spirit's face "Hey time to get up."
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Oct 1, 2014 1:54:52 GMT -5
When she felt the stirring of Midnight, Spirit couldn't help but smile. Sane with when her cheek was licked. In immediate response, she turned her head and licked Midnight's nose before starting to nuzzle her softly. Hopefully Middie didn't notice the bags under her eyes that came from sleeplessness, "Way ahead of you, Hun."
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Post by Midnight Mind on Oct 1, 2014 2:20:54 GMT -5
Feeling the lick to her nose she wiggled it before yawning a bit. Stretching out her legs a bit as she heard a pop in them "Ahh that felt good." she looked at Spirit and tilted her head some "Did you sleep?" she wiggled a bit to get up off Spirit "I need up if you dont mind."
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Post by Spirit Weaver on Oct 1, 2014 2:32:10 GMT -5
With slow and slightly aching movements, Spirit allowed Midnight the proper space to stand up. Following suit, Spirit began to make a series of strange motions, when she finished up, her head was screwed to one side, her back was crunched up, and her legs were bunched down. And in a single fluid motion, she rolled her head across her neck, and straightened out her spine and legs, eliciting a rather gross (and impressive) chorus of pops, snaps, and cracks, "no. I don't need sleep. I've gone longer without it, after all."
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Post by Midnight Mind on Oct 1, 2014 16:59:57 GMT -5
Hearing the pops from Spirit she chuckled some before looking around. She felt a bit off as she had a headache still and her magic seemed...still depleted. Paying it not much attention for now or bringing it up "So we should be heading out here in a few. Next thing you know something else will open up and more golems will come out."
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