Up in the North, the ponies have successfully found who, or rather, what was damaging the mine. But their quest is not over, as they go to look for the source of the trouble. In Baltimare, Iron, Silver, and Dark Star enjoy the fruits of defeating the cultists, while Midnight herds the remaining rescues.
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>>128692You're going to add Atlantis in seapony form, living under the sea for this, aren't you?>>128693Woah! I
obviously meant griffin kebab. It's satisfying to peel the meat off the stick in my opinion.
But I suppose Silver is an avid fish eater in his core. >>128693A griffin comes to take the order. This one has a darker color scheme, almost black.
Jubilosa seems almost pleasantly surprised to see another griffin, while Mala remains silent
>>128695Silver lets out an awkward cough at the silence, and looks over at Mala.
"So...why not tell us bit about yourself, Mala?"
>>128696He looks up to Silver, and one of his almost diamond-shaped ears twitches
"What do you want to know?" he asks
>>128694Well, who else are you going to call when you're in distress? >>128697"Well...whatever. Just tell us about yourself."
>>128698"Well... I don't really know where I was born, but I grew up here. In the city. I didn't really connect well with the ponies around me. I
did know my father... maybe not very well though. I did have a brother, but he didn't make it. My mother was strong. Forward. Maybe a little harsh. But she broke down sometime after I stopped seeing dad. She died of the Melancholia I think. I stayed on the streets after that. Dropped out of school. Not like I was good at learning. I did have a job at a warehouse, briefly... What... Whatelse did you want to know?"
>>128699"You certainly not have had very good life...what was warehouse job like?"
>>128700"Lifting crates, loading palates, checking off shipments. Things like that"
>>128701"Makes sense. What is it you
want to do, as in career?"
>>128702"I don't really know what I want to do. Or what I wanted to do. Probably something physical. I don't get out much, but I
am strong. When I was younger, much younger, I had this idea of exploring the jungles. There was this magazine, especially, that my mother had. It had this art for Equestrian Jungle Tours. On river and littoral boats. It fascinated me. My mother told me once that I was born somewhere far away. Zebrica, it must have been. And I think I have vague memories of the hull of a ship, of grassland with a few trees. Of a coastline. But I don't know if I am remembering what I saw, or things I saw in magazines, on posters, or in those couple times my father would take me to see a motion picture. Not films, but short reels. I don't know if I believe my mother. She would lie to me sometimes. I think that is why I never asked her what happened to father.
I can only be sure I have ever left Baltimare twice. Both times were just to properties just west and south of the city, and both times as an adult. This city is my home. The only one I have ever known. I do not know what I want in a career, or if I wanted a career at all. I suppose what I want is what I think my mother and father wanted when they came. They want to live like the ponies do. But that has not happened. I am not sure it can happen."
>>128703"Huh...I was not aware that we lived any differently from other species. How is it we live like?"
>>128704"You know. Friendship. Not tearing each other apart in competition. Things like that."
He makes a motion with his right forepaw, as if it somehow helped to illustrate, or to wave away any confusion
>>128705Silver looks around at everyone at the table.
"Like we are all doing now?"
>>128707He smiles at Mala.
"I do not think it is impossible for us all to get along."
>>128708https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sONfxPCTU0If Silver ordered (Did he order?) Food arrives
Mala did not request anything. Jubilosa sees her meat, smiles, and immediately pecks at it
>>128709Yeah, he ordered a porkchop, which he immediately starts eating.
>>128710Both Mala and Jubilosa stare at the sight with wide-eyed fascination.
>>128711After a couple bites, Silver looks at them, mouth full of meat and a fork and knife in his telekinetic grip. He swallows in order to talk.
"...what?"
>>128712Jubilosa:
"I heard you order porkchops. But I did not believe it"
>>128713It takes him a second for his brain to catch up.
"...Oh! Right! Well, if I may be honest...I might have developed
little bit of taste for meat over my life...just little."
>>128714Jubilosa continues to stare in bizarre fascination. Mala does the same with an ever growing smile on his face
>>128715After another second, Silver shurgs and returns to his porkchop. Judging from the look on his face and the quiet "mm mhm hmm" he lets out, he's apparently enjoying the slab of pig flesh in front of him.
>>128716The pork is well cooked, certainly more thoroughly than Silver probably could have expected from a comparable set of beef. It does taste good, though.
As Silver is very hungry from a very,
very intense last 24 hours, it's welcome
>>128717He swallows his bite, and points his fork down at the meat.
"I tell you, it feels like I have not had anything to eat in forever."
>>128718Mala:
"I know the feel..."
Jubilosa has resumed eating her mutton. She picks it up with her talons, and rips it with her beak, then swallows
>>128719Silver looks at Mala.
"I know you said you were not hungry, but would you like to try bite of porkchop? It is really good!"
>>128720He pauses for a moment, then pulls the plate forward, and then places his head down to bite off a set of meat. Unlike Silver, but like Jubilosa, he seems to lack the ability to chew to any significant degree.
>>128722"More cooked than I am used to. I remember my mother would buy this. Um.... Can I get something?"
>>128723Silver smiles and nods to him.
"Of course, what is it you want?"
>>128724"Um..."
He looks down at the menu
"Beef, maybe? I don't know. I haven't been able to choose many times..."
>>128725"That sounds like good choice."
Silver attempts to flag down a waiter to order his friend some beef.
>>128726Mala wags his tail briefly, and asks for beef. There is a moment when the waiter does not know precisely which kind of beef, and Mala settles upon some kind of roast beef. And a steak. He orders both, if Silver accepts
"Ooh! Do you have Octopus?"
>>128728I see that there is an important fact omitted: the "Octopus" question came from Jubilosa
She responds
"You can eat Pork? But yes. It was done sometimes in Sicameon"
>>128729I know, it was pretty easy to figure out."Fair enough, I have just never heard of octopus as food. If they have it, let us get it."
>>128730Without losing her smile
"Octopus!" she tells the Waiter
"Fair style, if you can"
>>128731Silver looks to Jubilosa.
"If I may ask, what is it you want to do as career?"
>>128732This seems to catch her by surprise, almost
"Well, I flew and delivered milk before. Then I was a typist for a shipping company for two years. I suppose, more typist work."
>>128733"I will admit, I am not familiar with what typist does."
>>128734"Well, most of it was recording handwritten documents and record keeping. I wrote up letters as well a few times, but that's more like a secretary"
>>128735Silver taps his chin, and looks at Jubilosa.
"Do you like writing?"
>>128736"Typing can be fun. Almost relaxing. Even if it can be tedious or monotonous at times."
>>128737"Have you ever thought of becoming writer?"
>>128738She is blank again
"It is quite a different thing... to go from typing what others have claw-written, to being a writer. Sure, taking liberties in writing letters was fun when I could do it, but... that's quite a different thing"
>>128739"I do not know, maybe you have some artistic talent behind you, and you just do not know it."
>>128740She looks at him, and blinks a couple times
"I did... kind of like poetry when I was younger..."