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Post by Zeila on Sept 25, 2014 19:52:12 GMT -5
Zeila glares at him from under her hood,"How would you feel if when ponies see your face they call you a monster, a freak, a abomination, a terror all because you are a different species to everyone else around you and give you nothing but shit." She lifts her tail a bit pointing to it with a quick whip of her hoof. "I was almost lit on fire because I tried to move into town without a hood showing all of my face." She slowly sits up more,"Until you can tell me how it feels to know ponies would kill you because of some superstition or old fears then come and tell me that wasn't over the top."
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Post by Saline-Base on Sept 25, 2014 21:03:21 GMT -5
Saline stares her in the eyes, and grabs her by the shoulders, "Perhaps you forget that many towns consider stripes a sight of being nothing but a savage and witch doctor, consider who you say are innexperienced, unless you're also some kind if doctor." He hisses shoving her away, the mood change getting to him. He hates how his rhyme held him back at the last sentence, "And do you not notice how I must ALWAYS rhyme? I cannot stop it, or I'd damn myself to silence FOR ALL TIME!"
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Post by Zeila on Sept 26, 2014 11:06:25 GMT -5
Zeila stumbles a little as she was pushed back getting her footing again she grumbles and looks down at the floor, "I...I just didn't want...anyone to see me...I did what I had to...make me safe." She says chocking back some tears while glaring at him,"You can't change your ways or your lifestyle but your kind is still somewhat revered even if it is from a old lore kind of way." She points to her chest,"But my kind are feared almost to the extent of the changelings."
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Post by Low Key on Sept 26, 2014 11:54:06 GMT -5
Standing silently behind the bar, Low Key simply observed the scene. He tried to piece together who Zeila was, but nothing came to mind. She wasn't a changeling, griffons don't care what anyone thinks of them, and minotaurs were not that small nor quadrupedal. When he found a chance to speak, he said, "It's alright. After that talk you gave me, it's kind of hard to judge you. Let me make you a deal, if I try to throw you out of here, you have full right to beat the shit out of me. Okay?"
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Post by Saline-Base on Sept 26, 2014 12:37:23 GMT -5
Saline drinks the rest of his drink, frankly annoyed on how he came in hoping for a quiet night, now turned into a soap opera with a power-mad unicorn. He doesn't even care what race she even is, and it wouldn't even bother him if she was the damned queen of changelings and Empress of The Hives.
Saline gets up, "I'll be back, I'm going to cool off before I crack." He walks into the bathroom to collwct his thoughts.
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Post by Zeila on Sept 26, 2014 21:35:22 GMT -5
Zeila looks over towards Low Key as he starts to talk to her she looked down again before hearing the the zebra stomp off and head towards the bathroom. She looked to him, "Your so scared of me now that you want to throw me out now?" She says stumbling a little as she tries to get off her stool, showing she sobered a little but still was inebriated from the liquor.
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Post by Low Key on Sept 27, 2014 12:24:31 GMT -5
Low Key stiffens and gives Zeila a quizzical look, "When did I say that? I have no intention of throwing you out after what you did for me. I'm only saying that I would deserve any amount of pain you feel necessary should I betray you like that." He leans forward slightly, places his hooves up on the counter if they weren't already, "You can reveal yourself whenever."
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Post by Saline-Base on Sept 27, 2014 18:59:16 GMT -5
Saline sits in the bathroom stall, disgusting noises from his left from one pony, and disgusting noises from his right because of two ponies in one stall. Saline thinks about his sudden infatuation, it couldn't be that...
No way he could be gay, right? That thought floated in his head, when realization his him, all those times he bonded so well with stallions that some found it weird wasn't that he just liked being friends, he was IN LOVE! Saline tries to shake it out of his head, but he can't get Low out of his mind...
What would his father think? His mother? His sister? The whole Eastern Tribe and friends? What would Low even think?! He obviously looks straight, and for him to admit his love would…alienate him! He curses softly, trying to think, or at least to try and pass time till closing so he can sneak out.
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Post by Zeila on Sept 27, 2014 19:19:48 GMT -5
"Why so you can get mad at me like the Zebra did?" Rubbing her eyes a little,"Accusing me of make that show for some sort of sick joke?" She continues to try and stand but stumbles around like a newborn her legs felt weird and didn't seem to want to do what she wanted.
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Post by Low Key on Sept 27, 2014 20:15:12 GMT -5
In spite of Zeila's speech earlier, Low's mood was slowly starting to get more and more sour. Looking at her with an unamused look, he says, "If you don't want to, fine. Just don't forget to pay your tab."
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Post by Zeila on Sept 27, 2014 21:00:48 GMT -5
Zeila sits back down on the stool and lowers her head a little,"I...I don't think I could leave even if I wanted to...and...really after that...little incident I don't want to go walking around by myself." She says turning her head away,"Is..there anyway for me...to stay here for the night?"
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Post by Low Key on Sept 27, 2014 21:05:32 GMT -5
In spite of his annoyance, Low felt a pang of sympathy for the mare. He didn't necessarily owe her much, but what was wrong with fulfilling a small favor, especially when it involved a mare who had almost been sexually assaulted. Still, he didn't know what to do. This was a bar, not an inn.
He let out a deep sigh and said, "I'm not the one who owns this place, and we don't have anywhere for you to sleep. Do you have somewhere else you can stay? I could walk you home, maybe bring one of the bouncers for extra protection."
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Post by Zeila on Sept 27, 2014 21:28:49 GMT -5
She looks down and shakes her head,"No..I don't I live by myself and I'm not that friendly with ponies in this town." She lays her head down on the bar groaning a little as she looks around the bar as many chairs and half empty bottles of beer lay around. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...to cause so much grief for you or anyone else...I just wanted to try coming to the bar and seeing what it was like."
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Post by Low Key on Sept 27, 2014 21:33:33 GMT -5
Hearing the despair in his voice, Low Key's empathy soars. Just like when Claire came into his bar, he feels the express need to help her. Thankfully, there were close to no other ponies in the bar at the moment to notice that his eyes were starting to get watery. In a rare display, Low extended his hoof and tentatively placed it over Zeila's, "You couldn't have seen it coming. If you want, you can stay here for the night, but there aren't any comfortable places to sleep and you'll probably be trapped in here until noon tomorrow. I'll be here to inform the management and hopefully they'll understand."
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Post by Zeila on Sept 27, 2014 22:55:03 GMT -5
Zeila shakes her head,"I don't want to get you into trouble well anymore then you might get from explaining what happened...I could take you up on that off to walk me home at least." She says rubbing her head a bit more knowing things might get more complicated for him if management comes in and finds her sleeping somewhere.
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