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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 4:46:12 GMT
A RP for Dustyhooves and I.
WitchHazel stared at the mannequin that was clothed and bound in a weak protection spell. Probably to protect it against dust mites and moths. She had decided to go up and clean her attic when she found the dress, probably to get away from the fact that the town had been surrounded in pink and hearts. She never much cared for this holiday, having mostly kept to herself. However, she had gained a few friends having returned to this town, so..maybe going out dressed up..she could hang out with somepony? She pouted softly, tilting her head, as she stared at the gown. The cloth was crimson with a black ruffle, with lace beneath it, that had a spider web design along with the high collar around the neck. The gown was clasped together at the chest with a skull pendant. "You'll look very pretty, Hazel." whispered a voice in her ear. Pulling herself together Minerva materialized behind her daughter. "Please try the gown on. Your father had it made a long time ago, he would've loved to see you wear it." she said, tucking her bangs behind her ear. "May I do your mane, too?" she nuzzled her daughter's head as she floated behind her. "Mother,"  "I am just going out on the town. I don't expect to even have fun. Seeing all those colts and fillies flirting. I just want to go out for a drink or something. ...Maybe pick up some chocolate for myself." she huffed, trying to make her mother see reason that she hadn't even found a colt that may even be the least bit interested in her. "Pleeease, dear? It would make me sooo happy." she cooed, as if she were the child. She had already began to braid back bangs that usually hung over her left eye. "...Leave a little bit of bangs, Mom." she said sternly. She was still shy about showing her left eye. "Oh, dear. You'd look so much prettier with your mane out of her face. But, very well. I'll leave a bit." she said and began to brush out the curls of her mane and braid most of her bangs behind her head. After that she was braiding some of her tail, to match her mane. "Now the dress?" she coaxed. "I'm gonna look like a fool." she sighed, but gave in as she broke the protection spell and began to slide into the dress and into the silver horseshoes with the crimson gem. She stared at herself in the mirror. A tiny smile quirked at her lips. "See? You look pretty. Maybe the right Colt will notice." Minerva said at her shoulder. After some more prodding from her Mother, WitchHazel was out the door and headed toward Colton. She felt so silly walking through the woods dressed like this. Of course she wore a cloak to protect her dress. It didn't take her long to finally reach the town. She saw the heart shaped wreaths decorating the doors and long stringed wreaths with red and pink blooms. "Ugh, I hope this isn't all for naught." she whispered to herself and began to walk through the town to find a place to eat. Attachments:
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 5:11:40 GMT
Dusty grins at his hoof work that lay before him. Stick pony art that most foals can out do. It was him eating with pony with red and black scribbles for her mane and tail with the words “I ask out you?” With a dozen or so spots where he has to cross out ware he messed up the words. For a pony that can’t write or read better than most very young colts he was dang proud of his work. “Just hope she gets it.” He says making his way from his table and walking head long into Hazel as she walks in to get a bite to eat.
“Ak! I am so sorry miss…” He looks down at her and leans his head to one side as the paper falls down on her face. “Um, hi, did not think ya’d be here. Was going to go see ya in fact!” He gets out with with a grin before he remembers he dropped the paper on her face and moves to pick it up as he mutters an apology.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 5:24:30 GMT
Hazel wasn't really watching where she was going. She was mostly looking around at the couples wandering around the town. She opened the door to the tavern when she collided with somepony. She was knocked backwards, almost right off her hooves. "Hey! Watch--" she broke off when she heard the familiar voice of the colt she met some days ago. She also noticed she couldn't see much, cause there was something on her face. She was about to remove it, but felt him remove whatever was on her face. Shaking her head, her hood fell down and she peered up at Dusty.
"Oh, yeah?" she tilted her head up at him as he told he was going to go see her. She stared at the paper in his mouth, then looked up at him with her one ember eye. "I..was just coming here to get something to eat. My..um, Mother pretty much shoved me out the door." she laughed nervously. ^_^;
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 5:40:38 GMT
He looks at taking in what she says, then blinks as works it out. “Oh, well, ah hadn't eaten yet. Care if ah grub with ya?” He asked with the most heart felt grin as he gently puts the paper away in a bag with an embarrassed chuckle to his self. Only now that she saw it, did he feel it looked too foalish. “Just asking of course. Not imposing myself on ya. It’s just… Ya know. Never had to be with this… Know what, never mind, was just talking to my self.” He shifts on his hoofs and fixes his hat nervously as he wonders what she will say.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 5:51:32 GMT
She smiled up at him, watching as he slipped the paper back in his bag. Hmm, she was curious what the paper was, but didn't question about it just yet. He then asked if he would get some food with her, she chewed softly on her lip. "Go on, accept. He seems like a nice enough young stallion." said her mother's voice in the back of her mind. Glancing downwards, she saw his hooves shifting back and forth. She wondered what he had to be nervous about? "Uh, sure. I'd like the company. Its better than eating alone." she smiled warmly up at him and walked in further to the tavern. Now that she wasn't alone, but now in company of Dusty, she seemed even more unsure about her appearance. Here she was wearing this really pretty dress that her mother pretty much forced her into and now with one of her new friends.
She walked alongside him til she found a table by a window and settled at the table, waiting for Dusty. As she was waiting she took a deep breath and unclasped the cloak from around her and let it drop, her face turning pink as she tried to avoid looking at Dusty's face.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 6:10:09 GMT
Dusty follows her as he tosses his gaze from one side of the building to another. He was rubbish with this talking thing. At least at times like this. It’s so much more easy if you're robbing them, not asking them out to eat! But, he pulls his eyes down on her and stops mid step as he moves to sit down. “Um… Wow. that looks nice.” He stutters out as he falls sits down heavily as he berates his self for sounding so plane with that. She will think he hates it now. “Ah mean it, really. It looks more nice thine a full moon ah reckin. Heck, not even reckin, know so.” He says with a wolf of a grin to make his joke in the hope she felt it was funny.
“So, um…” He shifts more, unsure what to do. “So, ya…” His words die faster than he can get them out so he just grins at her and lets out a sigh of joy as young mare walks over to ask him what he wants to eat. “baked potato with apples, want Cider as the drink.” He says using this time to build up more willpower. This will have been so much more easy if it was in passing and not sitting with her, more so sitting with her in a dress befitting something much more fancy than what was going on.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 6:21:03 GMT
She peeks up at him from beneath her bangs, her face still bright pink, probably even more so now that he had complimented. "Tsh, you are too kind. It..is just something I found in my attic." she rubbed the back of her head with her hoof. When he compared to a full moon, she chuckled softly, with a sweet and happy smile on her face. Here, she was gonna stay inside cooped up in her cottage. Now, she was in such friendly company.
When a waitress showed up to ask for their order. Hm, his order sounded good. "I shall take the same as well." she told the young mare. When they were left alone once more, took a breath, "So, you, uh..said you were gonna come and visit me. Might I ask what for?" she curious why he was seeking her out, and like always..she usually asked the questions buzzing in her head.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 6:34:53 GMT
“Oh, well, you see… with all of this “Hearts and Hooves” Buzz going ah was feeling… Well, ah wanted to spend it with someone, and happened to be the first thing ah thought of. So ah was going to ask ya to um… Eat with me.” He grins and with a gulp, pulls out the pager and pushes it over and grins some. “And um…” He fidgets and just looks at her, half fearing her just making fun of him and his work. It may have been the worst card ever done for asking someone out to eat… was not even a dang card.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 6:56:34 GMT
"Ah, yes. Hearts and Hooves day is around the corner." she said and looked down at the table. She seemed to retreat into herself for a split second. When she heard the paper slide across the table she pricked her ears up, the sudden emotion sliding away as fast as it had come. She turns over the card and peers at the doodle. Though to anyone's eye it may have seemed like some scribbles, but..not to her. She could see he had put as much heart and soul into it as he could. And it was of her and him. She smiled down at the card, "This..this is really so sweet of you. Especially since..I have never gotten anything like..this before." she was beaming up at him.
As a young filly in Buckham she was pretty reserved and many if not all of the colts and fillies she went school with isolated her. She was different not only in appearance, but the way she acted. She was mostly seen by herself and speaking to herself or playing alone. When really she was talking or playing with Ghost Ponies. When Hearts n' Hooves day came along, all the colts and fillies would trade these silly little cards and candies with each other pony..and she wouldn't receive any. Yes, this piece of paper meant a lot to her.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 7:10:28 GMT
For the first time in all of this a blush creeps over him. “you never have? Well… Ah never have my self. This is my first real Hearts and hooves day that had more than a few doing it. It’s not a big thing back home. some of us do it for fun, but ya… And having a shot to really do it ah just had too…” He grins happily at her. “You're… Not like others. Ah like that. Most of all you don’t fear… you know.” He moves his hat some as he thinks and pulls his eyes off her. “You have beautiful eyes ya know?” So he is using the same cards most use, but he was just being honest.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 7:15:44 GMT
"Really? I thought you may have done this before. You are..quite the charmer." she chuckled to herself with a shake of her head. Her era flicked when he continued and she looked back up at him. "Yeah,..I know I'm different.." she shrugged slightly to herself. When he mentioned she didn't fear something, she tilted her head. "Fear, what?" she asked curiously, blinking that so called beautiful eye. When he mentioned her having beautiful eyes, she blushed, then glanced to the side. Hm, good thing he could only see on her of her eyes..he might think she was weird if he saw the other that lied covered by some of her bangs she had her mom leave loose enough.
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 7:27:15 GMT
“Oh, you know.” He gives her grin that can make even a wolf look timed. “But ah never have, ah swear. Not dated, asked out, been with… Nothing.” He shakes his head and chuckles to his self. On his way to being thirty-three and here he is… “and nothing wrong with being different… Ah think it makes you more… appealing. Being different is not to be something unwanted, but sought after.” He can’t help but chuckle more. “Sorry for sounding… Eh… romantic? Ah try not too. Think it’s too much.”
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 7:32:02 GMT
"Well, seeing how charming you are, I do find that hard to believe. However, I shall take your word for it." she winked. The waitress soon appeared with their drinks. She mentioned something about their food being out soon as well. She raised her brow as he continued to compliment her. It only made her blush more. "You really are too much, Dusty. One might think you have done this before." she laughed softly. Well, she was glad she let her mother push her out here. She was having a lot of fun was Dusty. ^_^
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Post by dustyshooves on Feb 10, 2014 17:56:53 GMT
He blushed even more and shakes his head. “Na, my ma just raised me good. Be nice, say thank you and all that. Did not want me to be like the other lowlifes in our town. If you can call it that. Seeing this… A real one… Makes my home seem more… Less? Most of us lived and heavy fur tents. This is… Nice. Can’t say ah’d want to live with this much close to me, but ah’m making the most of it.” He sips on his drink to calm his self. “So, ever seen an Ice giant?” He asked to just get something to chat on.
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Post by selenethewerewolf on Feb 10, 2014 18:02:03 GMT
"Hm, too bad not a ll colts can be like you. Though, I have met another colt he seems quite nice." she said and took her own sip of her cider. It was warm and felt pleasant since it was a bit chilly inside the tavern. "Though I am not overly thrilled with villages or cities, I am quite content in the forest with my cottage. It is quiet and peaceful--well when my spell is working properly." she chuckled to herself. When he mentioned an Ice Giant, she tilted her head. "I can't say I have. Though, it would be neat to see one. Have you seen one?" she blinked her eye curiously.
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"I am just going out on the town. I don't expect to even have fun. Seeing all those colts and fillies flirting. I just want to go out for a drink or something. ...Maybe pick up some chocolate for myself." she huffed, trying to make her mother see reason that she hadn't even found a colt that may even be the least bit interested in her.
