Dark Star starts has embarked in a new venture - infiltrating cells of leftwing radicals at a local university.
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>>150915
The train arrives, fully 23 minutes late.
Is Spark going to take any special measures to hide anyone, or hide in plain sight?
The train arrives, fully 23 minutes late.
Is Spark going to take any special measures to hide anyone, or hide in plain sight?
>>150916
Umm... I don't know exactly how to hide in a train when you don't have cargo to hide in, so I suppose hope for the best in plain sight?
Umm... I don't know exactly how to hide in a train when you don't have cargo to hide in, so I suppose hope for the best in plain sight?
>>150914
Virgin walks around in the room. She inspects each artpiece and sees if she recalls what they reference. She also tries to figure out what the, now broken and barracked, staind glass windows used to depict by using the context of the art around them and the process of elimination.
In other words:
I want to knowledge check all the art in the room and see what I can learn.
Knowledge (Religion):
[1d20+7 = (7+7) = 14]
Virgin walks around in the room. She inspects each artpiece and sees if she recalls what they reference. She also tries to figure out what the, now broken and barracked, staind glass windows used to depict by using the context of the art around them and the process of elimination.
In other words:
I want to knowledge check all the art in the room and see what I can learn.
Knowledge (Religion):
[1d20+7 = (7+7) = 14]
>>150919
The car is of a style Spark is familiar with, having bench seats that face each other, with the aisle running through the middle of the car. The group takes their seats, or tries to. Waabishki prefers to laydown, and Wellspring seems to want to do the same. Makade attempts to place his "map" below the seats.
The car is of a style Spark is familiar with, having bench seats that face each other, with the aisle running through the middle of the car. The group takes their seats, or tries to. Waabishki prefers to laydown, and Wellspring seems to want to do the same. Makade attempts to place his "map" below the seats.
>>150920
Most of the walls of the large building are barren white with shades of pink and beige. All in all the Cathedral has perhaps as much art as a church of half that size would in the Heartland, and most of the art is of clearly modern origin. There are, however, stained glass windows, and friezes in abundance, as well as a few statues. This Cathedral surely must be intended to be one of the flagship churches of Southeast Equestria, though it isn't necessarily the best it has to offer.
The largest window depicts Celestia and Luna in the air in a position similar to the "Yin and Yang" as they appear on the (now former) Equestrian nation flag. The difference is that while Luna is beneath Celestia, she is oriented upwards, as is Celestia, and both seem to be going towards rays of light. Their manes are depicted as half of pink and blue - on the bottom segments - and half of waving multicolor, as depicted on the top of the manes, closest to the light.
Celestia has multiple other images and freezes, mostly either depicting her alone in graceful posture, or talking to one or more other ponies. These ponies are always smaller and physically lower, and appear to assume a student-teacher relation to the princess. One of those images is of Celestia with a hoof extended, and a small and unsure unicorn Twilight Sparkle beneath, looking in the direction Celestia is pointing.
Though Luna occupies part of the largest window, she has no special attention given to her. There is one other frieze, which actually occupies a significant portion of the Southeast panel of the hexagonal sloped ceiling where it meets the wall, which has Celestia and Luna sitting together on a throne. This frieze is in relief and is the pink color of the stone it is cut from. Tiny little slivers of silver and gold metal on the frieze imply that it was once covered in precious metal foil or paint that has since been removed. The only other image of the Moon princess - admittedly also fairly large, is on the pane of glass on the northern most panel of the west, just behind and to the left of the Saint Doggie statute. It depicts the elements returning Princess Luna to Celestia, who embraces her. Well okay, that's actually not the only other panel - the panel just to the left of this one, to the left and in front of the Saint Doggie statue - depicts the Elements sending a friendship ray at Nightmare Moon... But Luna worshipers would rather not count that one. Candance has a frieze above the northern portion of the section with the altar showing her and Shining Armor defeating the Changeling Invasion of 1002 with Love.
The Elements of Harmony receive several works of art. The frieze on the Northwest portion of the cathedral depicts all of the elements sitting underneath what is presumably the Tree of Harmony. This one too, is bare. Besides the panels mentioned before, there are also panels of the Elements defeating Discord and Tirek. The only Elements to receive special attention are Twilight Sparkle - who has a frieze of her in a ray of light with spread Alicorn wings and wearing the Element of Magic - and Fluttershy, who has a small glass panel in the western most portion of the eastern section on the north side (closest to the sanctuary), that depicts her simply sitting with a hoof up, letting a butterfly land on her. A bigger panel on the western section depicts her talking to a Discord, evidently in his reformation.
The Pillars receive perhaps an equal amount of attention. The frieze on the northwest corner of the sanctuary depicts the Pillars together defeating the Sirens, while a stained glass window depicts them together fighting shadows. Mage Meadowbrook has an individual panel opposite the panel of Fluttershy, and a frieze depicting her curing the plague. Flash Magnus has a panel fighting Dragons with his shield.
Saint Christopher has two panels, both near his statue on the western side of the northern section. One depicts him in a high river, carrying a foal above the water. Another depicts him in a city below the throne of an Earth Pony who appears to be some kind of king, and surrounded by three guards with spears, as well as spectators. (The well above average sized brown bulldog Diamond Dog is as tall as the pony stallion sitting atop his raised throne). There is another especially prominent local saint whom Virgin Flame recognizes as Hayley Sweeton, who has an entire frieze on the Southeast corner dedicated to her above a classroom of students, and an individual panel of her on the North and west near the sanctuary. She has a statue opposite Saint Christopher, though smaller in size. There are also panels in the eastern section of an indigenous-looking green earth pony looking upwards at a ray of light, and another of a thin Pegasus stallion in some foreign land, judging by the architecture of the buildings around him. There is a bay behind him, a couple ponies, and two ponies in armor pointing curved swords at him. There is one small statute in the eastern section of a pony with a sword.
Several panels in every section are missing, perhaps a quarter to a third of all panels. These are replaced by plywood, plastic covering, and in one instance, regular glass. While one of the panels covered in plastic still has bits of blue visible that was presumably once sky, most of the panels are removed entirely. One frieze is missing, and another is evidently broken. One location in the eastern section seems to have formerly held a small statue that is gone now. A few panels and friezes have small chips missing from them, though mostly what is visible is in good condition.
Most of the walls of the large building are barren white with shades of pink and beige. All in all the Cathedral has perhaps as much art as a church of half that size would in the Heartland, and most of the art is of clearly modern origin. There are, however, stained glass windows, and friezes in abundance, as well as a few statues. This Cathedral surely must be intended to be one of the flagship churches of Southeast Equestria, though it isn't necessarily the best it has to offer.
The largest window depicts Celestia and Luna in the air in a position similar to the "Yin and Yang" as they appear on the (now former) Equestrian nation flag. The difference is that while Luna is beneath Celestia, she is oriented upwards, as is Celestia, and both seem to be going towards rays of light. Their manes are depicted as half of pink and blue - on the bottom segments - and half of waving multicolor, as depicted on the top of the manes, closest to the light.
Celestia has multiple other images and freezes, mostly either depicting her alone in graceful posture, or talking to one or more other ponies. These ponies are always smaller and physically lower, and appear to assume a student-teacher relation to the princess. One of those images is of Celestia with a hoof extended, and a small and unsure unicorn Twilight Sparkle beneath, looking in the direction Celestia is pointing.
Though Luna occupies part of the largest window, she has no special attention given to her. There is one other frieze, which actually occupies a significant portion of the Southeast panel of the hexagonal sloped ceiling where it meets the wall, which has Celestia and Luna sitting together on a throne. This frieze is in relief and is the pink color of the stone it is cut from. Tiny little slivers of silver and gold metal on the frieze imply that it was once covered in precious metal foil or paint that has since been removed. The only other image of the Moon princess - admittedly also fairly large, is on the pane of glass on the northern most panel of the west, just behind and to the left of the Saint Doggie statute. It depicts the elements returning Princess Luna to Celestia, who embraces her. Well okay, that's actually not the only other panel - the panel just to the left of this one, to the left and in front of the Saint Doggie statue - depicts the Elements sending a friendship ray at Nightmare Moon... But Luna worshipers would rather not count that one. Candance has a frieze above the northern portion of the section with the altar showing her and Shining Armor defeating the Changeling Invasion of 1002 with Love.
The Elements of Harmony receive several works of art. The frieze on the Northwest portion of the cathedral depicts all of the elements sitting underneath what is presumably the Tree of Harmony. This one too, is bare. Besides the panels mentioned before, there are also panels of the Elements defeating Discord and Tirek. The only Elements to receive special attention are Twilight Sparkle - who has a frieze of her in a ray of light with spread Alicorn wings and wearing the Element of Magic - and Fluttershy, who has a small glass panel in the western most portion of the eastern section on the north side (closest to the sanctuary), that depicts her simply sitting with a hoof up, letting a butterfly land on her. A bigger panel on the western section depicts her talking to a Discord, evidently in his reformation.
The Pillars receive perhaps an equal amount of attention. The frieze on the northwest corner of the sanctuary depicts the Pillars together defeating the Sirens, while a stained glass window depicts them together fighting shadows. Mage Meadowbrook has an individual panel opposite the panel of Fluttershy, and a frieze depicting her curing the plague. Flash Magnus has a panel fighting Dragons with his shield.
Saint Christopher has two panels, both near his statue on the western side of the northern section. One depicts him in a high river, carrying a foal above the water. Another depicts him in a city below the throne of an Earth Pony who appears to be some kind of king, and surrounded by three guards with spears, as well as spectators. (The well above average sized brown bulldog Diamond Dog is as tall as the pony stallion sitting atop his raised throne). There is another especially prominent local saint whom Virgin Flame recognizes as Hayley Sweeton, who has an entire frieze on the Southeast corner dedicated to her above a classroom of students, and an individual panel of her on the North and west near the sanctuary. She has a statue opposite Saint Christopher, though smaller in size. There are also panels in the eastern section of an indigenous-looking green earth pony looking upwards at a ray of light, and another of a thin Pegasus stallion in some foreign land, judging by the architecture of the buildings around him. There is a bay behind him, a couple ponies, and two ponies in armor pointing curved swords at him. There is one small statute in the eastern section of a pony with a sword.
Several panels in every section are missing, perhaps a quarter to a third of all panels. These are replaced by plywood, plastic covering, and in one instance, regular glass. While one of the panels covered in plastic still has bits of blue visible that was presumably once sky, most of the panels are removed entirely. One frieze is missing, and another is evidently broken. One location in the eastern section seems to have formerly held a small statue that is gone now. A few panels and friezes have small chips missing from them, though mostly what is visible is in good condition.
>>150925
For the moment, they pass out of the station and by the river, past grey and snowy roads, factories, brick buildings and pine trees through the city scape. Wellspring sits near him, evidently attempting to go back to sleep, and covering herself in her cloak. She leans in, perhaps invading Spark's space, trying to make herself as comfortable as the seats will allow.
For the moment, they pass out of the station and by the river, past grey and snowy roads, factories, brick buildings and pine trees through the city scape. Wellspring sits near him, evidently attempting to go back to sleep, and covering herself in her cloak. She leans in, perhaps invading Spark's space, trying to make herself as comfortable as the seats will allow.
>>150924
Thanks for the effort posting, though I can't say I will respond in kind, sadly.
Virgin spends a lot of time looking through each one of these pieces. She sees how the mornings sun's rays filter through some of the stained-glass. She inspects the statues' closely. Last thing she does is go from taking in the beauty of the Fluttershy solo images before going to the plywood covered windows.
Thanks for the effort posting, though I can't say I will respond in kind, sadly.
Virgin spends a lot of time looking through each one of these pieces. She sees how the mornings sun's rays filter through some of the stained-glass. She inspects the statues' closely. Last thing she does is go from taking in the beauty of the Fluttershy solo images before going to the plywood covered windows.
>>150927
With so little room in the seats, there is not much room for her. If anything, she adds additional weight onto Spark's shoulder.
The large factories are replaced by brick buildings, which become wooden houses, which slowly give way to farmhouses, fields, and forests. Evergreen trees, present through out, increase in number and density.
>>150928
The morning sun shines through a plain glass window on the Eastern section, spreading over and across the pews, to just below the altar. Sunlight through windows in the dome likewise comes down, hitting the frieze of Cadence and Shining Armor, and the top most rays of the stained glass windows of the princesses.
Fluttershy's solo panel is smaller, one quarter the size of the main ones. But it's still there.
Plywood covered windows include one at the end of the southern section, and one on the south and west of said section. The plywood appears to replace the entire panel. The stained glass is often odd shaped, but the plywood isn't always perfectly shaped to the hole, instead being placed outside, with gaps occasionally covered by plastic. They block much light from entering the cathedral, which can make lighting odd in places.
With so little room in the seats, there is not much room for her. If anything, she adds additional weight onto Spark's shoulder.
The large factories are replaced by brick buildings, which become wooden houses, which slowly give way to farmhouses, fields, and forests. Evergreen trees, present through out, increase in number and density.
>>150928
The morning sun shines through a plain glass window on the Eastern section, spreading over and across the pews, to just below the altar. Sunlight through windows in the dome likewise comes down, hitting the frieze of Cadence and Shining Armor, and the top most rays of the stained glass windows of the princesses.
Fluttershy's solo panel is smaller, one quarter the size of the main ones. But it's still there.
Plywood covered windows include one at the end of the southern section, and one on the south and west of said section. The plywood appears to replace the entire panel. The stained glass is often odd shaped, but the plywood isn't always perfectly shaped to the hole, instead being placed outside, with gaps occasionally covered by plastic. They block much light from entering the cathedral, which can make lighting odd in places.
>>150931
Though she can go that far, she doesn't get that far alone. While she is inspecting a stained glass window, she can hear somepony approach. Flowercup walks up, and Heather behind her by only a few feet.
Though she can go that far, she doesn't get that far alone. While she is inspecting a stained glass window, she can hear somepony approach. Flowercup walks up, and Heather behind her by only a few feet.
>>150932
She turns around and as she sees them, she smiles at them.
"Heh, I was just about to find you guys but you found me," she says a bit playfully even though she told them no joke.
She points at one of the wood-covered windows and asks, "The windows that are missing, they were of the other elements, right?"
She turns around and as she sees them, she smiles at them.
"Heh, I was just about to find you guys but you found me," she says a bit playfully even though she told them no joke.
She points at one of the wood-covered windows and asks, "The windows that are missing, they were of the other elements, right?"
>>150933
Heather looks away
“Well, some of them were. One was of applejack braving the fires. One was of Rainbow Dash, braving the jungle. And one was of Twilight Sparkle, teaching her former enemy.”
Heather looks away
“Well, some of them were. One was of applejack braving the fires. One was of Rainbow Dash, braving the jungle. And one was of Twilight Sparkle, teaching her former enemy.”
I most admit that I'm kinda into this church and digging this npcs. Don't feel as if you can't play them however you want, though. Just saying I like them
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>>150935
Huzzah!
>>150936
“Yes Starlight Glimmer.” Heather says with a soft smile.
“It teaches a lesson for all of us. Anypony can be turned to good, if they are given the proper lessons and guidance. You may be surprised where forgiveness can lead you.”
Flowercup:
“If you’re good at magic, ponies will forgive you quicker.”
Heather:
“Flowercup!
Flowercup:
“What? Just saying is all. We all learn our own lessons from the Elements.”
Flowercup has an awkward smile, and Heather looks at her with displeasure.
Huzzah!
>>150936
“Yes Starlight Glimmer.” Heather says with a soft smile.
“It teaches a lesson for all of us. Anypony can be turned to good, if they are given the proper lessons and guidance. You may be surprised where forgiveness can lead you.”
Flowercup:
“If you’re good at magic, ponies will forgive you quicker.”
Heather:
“Flowercup!
Flowercup:
“What? Just saying is all. We all learn our own lessons from the Elements.”
Flowercup has an awkward smile, and Heather looks at her with displeasure.
>>150937
If this doesn't fit with your world build that's okay. It's just something I was thinking of today and I thought it might fit in here.
I'll just rewrite m post if not. It's fine.
The exchange between the pair is hear but basically lost on Virgin as she get semi- lost in thought.
"I hear what you're saying and I do agree," she starts as she looks at some art piece so that her head is turned sideways and not directly on the pair. "However, I mostly agree for ponies not changelings. I never really understood evil before I meant one. Their ways of behaving was so alien to me. Usually, when I'm angry, I'm so as a reaction to something I find unjust. They didn't seem to be in any rightous fury. Instead, they had sadistical gleams in their eyes for seemingly no reason. What is grand about murdering someone you have a clear advantage over? I don't understand such evil and it was part of my spiritual awakening."
She releases a breath and looks over at the pair. She gives them a sheepish grin, "Sorry, I didn't mean to sour the mood."
If this doesn't fit with your world build that's okay. It's just something I was thinking of today and I thought it might fit in here.
I'll just rewrite m post if not. It's fine.
The exchange between the pair is hear but basically lost on Virgin as she get semi- lost in thought.
"I hear what you're saying and I do agree," she starts as she looks at some art piece so that her head is turned sideways and not directly on the pair. "However, I mostly agree for ponies not changelings. I never really understood evil before I meant one. Their ways of behaving was so alien to me. Usually, when I'm angry, I'm so as a reaction to something I find unjust. They didn't seem to be in any rightous fury. Instead, they had sadistical gleams in their eyes for seemingly no reason. What is grand about murdering someone you have a clear advantage over? I don't understand such evil and it was part of my spiritual awakening."
She releases a breath and looks over at the pair. She gives them a sheepish grin, "Sorry, I didn't mean to sour the mood."
>>150938
Flowercup looks up, eyes wide open and focused on Virgin Flame. Her mouth hangs partly open, and she takes a step back, still focused on her.
Heather's eyes dart away.
"Well... Twilight has said... well, think of that defector up in the Crystal Empire. Thorax. There can be good Changelings... surely there can... Anyways... it's best not to focus too much on evil. Think rather of what good you can do. There are plenty of panels here of evil, true, but it isn't because we are showing off evil. It's because evil gives us a chance to learn virtue, and to show it. Light shines the brightest in the blackest night, after all."
Flowercup's eyes are still on Virgin Flame.
>>150939
Makade is closest to the window on the opposing bench. Waabishki is completely passed out asleep, and is rather blatant in laying on Makade, who tries to pet her with a paw. The doctor is in the section on the other side of the aisle, and is attempting to start up a conversation about some kind of electrical with a stallion in that section. The other stallion seems a bit more interested in reading some book he has.
Flowercup looks up, eyes wide open and focused on Virgin Flame. Her mouth hangs partly open, and she takes a step back, still focused on her.
Heather's eyes dart away.
"Well... Twilight has said... well, think of that defector up in the Crystal Empire. Thorax. There can be good Changelings... surely there can... Anyways... it's best not to focus too much on evil. Think rather of what good you can do. There are plenty of panels here of evil, true, but it isn't because we are showing off evil. It's because evil gives us a chance to learn virtue, and to show it. Light shines the brightest in the blackest night, after all."
Flowercup's eyes are still on Virgin Flame.
>>150939
Makade is closest to the window on the opposing bench. Waabishki is completely passed out asleep, and is rather blatant in laying on Makade, who tries to pet her with a paw. The doctor is in the section on the other side of the aisle, and is attempting to start up a conversation about some kind of electrical with a stallion in that section. The other stallion seems a bit more interested in reading some book he has.
>>150941
Virgin backs a step and loosk away. She caress one of her front hooves with the other.
"No, you're right. Thorax was a good changeling from what I heard and there were more who followed him."
She sighs and looks towards the stained glass that depicts Tirek. Her upper lip lifts up and show teeth. A crease appears between her eyes.
"But there are certainly those who are rotten. I have seen those who prey on the innocent. I-" She almost look like she is about ot throw up when she says, 'I,' but stops herself. She looks over to the pair. "It's if you see a kitten but instead of petting it, you're twisted mind decides to torture it to death. I don't understand."
She hangs her head for a moment and looks sad before she looks over at the Heather. She says quickly, "I agree with you though. One shouldn't focus on evil but on good instead. Those are beautiful words."
Virgin backs a step and loosk away. She caress one of her front hooves with the other.
"No, you're right. Thorax was a good changeling from what I heard and there were more who followed him."
She sighs and looks towards the stained glass that depicts Tirek. Her upper lip lifts up and show teeth. A crease appears between her eyes.
"But there are certainly those who are rotten. I have seen those who prey on the innocent. I-" She almost look like she is about ot throw up when she says, 'I,' but stops herself. She looks over to the pair. "It's if you see a kitten but instead of petting it, you're twisted mind decides to torture it to death. I don't understand."
She hangs her head for a moment and looks sad before she looks over at the Heather. She says quickly, "I agree with you though. One shouldn't focus on evil but on good instead. Those are beautiful words."
>>150943
Heather places a hoof on Virgin Flame, into the fur on the side of her barrel. For a moment, she is silent. Then she says
"It's alright Darling. I can see you've been through quite a lot. We've all been through a lot. Maybe not the same things, or the same amount. But... We're here to help you." She tries to smile to her
"Would you like some supper?" She asks.
Flowercup's mouth is closed now, but she remains focused on Virgin Flame.
Heather places a hoof on Virgin Flame, into the fur on the side of her barrel. For a moment, she is silent. Then she says
"It's alright Darling. I can see you've been through quite a lot. We've all been through a lot. Maybe not the same things, or the same amount. But... We're here to help you." She tries to smile to her
"Would you like some supper?" She asks.
Flowercup's mouth is closed now, but she remains focused on Virgin Flame.
>>150945
>>150947
Virgins nods and gives Heather a warm smile if with a bit of sheepish grin. She places her own hoof ontop of Heather's.
"Yeah... Thank you that would be lovely and..." She scratches the back of her neck with hoof. She opens her mouth but closes it. She is about to apologise for talking about spouting her opinions when they had been so nice to take her in but she stops.
"Heh. What you said reminds me of something my hag-" She stops herself midsentence. Her mouth is wide open and she looks at Heather for a moment before continuing. "My elder that taught me Dawnbreaker used to say, 'Suffering can be compared but never diminished.'"
>>150947
Virgins nods and gives Heather a warm smile if with a bit of sheepish grin. She places her own hoof ontop of Heather's.
"Yeah... Thank you that would be lovely and..." She scratches the back of her neck with hoof. She opens her mouth but closes it. She is about to apologise for talking about spouting her opinions when they had been so nice to take her in but she stops.
"Heh. What you said reminds me of something my hag-" She stops herself midsentence. Her mouth is wide open and she looks at Heather for a moment before continuing. "My elder that taught me Dawnbreaker used to say, 'Suffering can be compared but never diminished.'"
>>150948
She again tries a smile, and her hoof presses a little more firmly into Virgin Flame's side.
"But let's not think of suffering. You've come a long way. You must be hungry. Surely that bread can't be enough."
She again tries a smile, and her hoof presses a little more firmly into Virgin Flame's side.
"But let's not think of suffering. You've come a long way. You must be hungry. Surely that bread can't be enough."
>>150950
Virgin seems bit suprized by her words.
"Uhh, well I don't know. Maybe you misunderstood but it's an expression of what you said basically. The point isn't that suffering will never disappear but that, you know, someponies sometimes claim you shouldn't be crying cause you haven't suffered as much as they have but that's not why you shouldn't be crying... Uhh.... Yeah, you're right I am more hungry than that. I would love to join you for breakfast."
Goodnight. I had fun.
Virgin seems bit suprized by her words.
"Uhh, well I don't know. Maybe you misunderstood but it's an expression of what you said basically. The point isn't that suffering will never disappear but that, you know, someponies sometimes claim you shouldn't be crying cause you haven't suffered as much as they have but that's not why you shouldn't be crying... Uhh.... Yeah, you're right I am more hungry than that. I would love to join you for breakfast."
Goodnight. I had fun.
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>>150963
Virgin tips her head forward in thought.
"Maybe, but what will become of breakfast in that case? Then again, I don't wanna be pushy. I have fifthy bits so I can buy breakfast myself."
Virgin tips her head forward in thought.
"Maybe, but what will become of breakfast in that case? Then again, I don't wanna be pushy. I have fifthy bits so I can buy breakfast myself."
>>150965
“That’s alright.” Heather says, again pressing her hoof into her barrel.
“You can have waffles with us.” She gives a soft smile.
“Flowercup. Go set up that little machine machine, will you? Make us some waffles.”
Flowercup turns her head to Heather, as if awoken from momentary sleep.
“Uh, Yes Ma’am.”
Flowercup bolts, scurrying off towards the back door.
“That’s alright.” Heather says, again pressing her hoof into her barrel.
“You can have waffles with us.” She gives a soft smile.
“Flowercup. Go set up that little machine machine, will you? Make us some waffles.”
Flowercup turns her head to Heather, as if awoken from momentary sleep.
“Uh, Yes Ma’am.”
Flowercup bolts, scurrying off towards the back door.
>>150966
Virgin nods and gives another one of those solemn looks of respect that she give her before.
Virgin looks at the filly scurrying away. She smiles. It's nostalgic in sense.
She looks up at the plywood windows again and then sighs.
"Why are the windows broken?" she asks in a quiet voice. Not that her voice was loud before but it's more subdued.
Virgin nods and gives another one of those solemn looks of respect that she give her before.
Virgin looks at the filly scurrying away. She smiles. It's nostalgic in sense.
She looks up at the plywood windows again and then sighs.
"Why are the windows broken?" she asks in a quiet voice. Not that her voice was loud before but it's more subdued.
>>150967
The clopping of hooves can be heard across the limestone(?) floors. The door opens - slowly, relative to the quick pace of the lope that lead her to the door.
Heather takes a moment, relaxes, and looks up to the 12 foot or taller plywood covering over the window. She stares at the poorly lit wood, as if admiring it. It's at least two pieces, with the one on top cut to fit the taper of the window. Whether by design or happenstance, she begins to speak shortly after the backdoor closes.
"This one right here." She points at the plywood with her hoof
"This was Saint Sable, about to cross the river at the battle of Elmwood. The river was a dark blue, the grass a darker color and blown by wind. Saint Sable herself looked kind of like Flowercup, I think. Black mane blowing in the wind, grey coat, white cloak. I saw that image every week from the time I was a filly until the time I was a mare. Until last May."
She pauses
"The thing about Artillery, is... It doesn't really have to hit you, to hit something... To - to hurt you. It must have been one of those really big shells. I don't know what they're called. The bigger shells that shoot further. I don't know where it actually hit. It must have been several blocks away. It shook the ground so hard it broke the window. At least that's what one pony told me. Mud clods, rocks, chipped stones... We had a rock from the bottom of the river. The bottom of the river. Tossed up in the air by a shell and hit the Cathedral. It hit this gorgeous image of Applejack jumping through the Hayseed swamps. That one right there."
She turns her head and points a hoof at a plywood section just to the right of the section she started with. The two panels are adjacent.
"Shattered it. At least it wasn't as old, but still..."
She looks down
"If only that was the end of it"
She sighs
"No. The Fascists. You see... they are a disrespectful lot. Disrespectful to the Elements. Disrespectful to the Princesses. Full of themselves. But deep down... I think they knew. They knew who their betters were. They didn't try to break the windows. But some of these Anarchists..."
A tear runs down her cheek
"It was September. September of last year. The whole city mutinied. Some hooligans' came by. Smashed a window panel over there. There in the East near where you come in. A panel of the Pillars talking to Scorpan. Shattered. Several panels suffered the same fate..."
She takes a moment, and sniffled.
"It's like children, you know? You know how they can be, sometimes. Adolescents, I mean. When they decide they don't want to take orders. That's who they were, I think. Adolescents who thought they were rebelling against their parents and teachers. They knew what the Elements, the Pillars, the Saints represented. They resented it. They broke through the front door. I'm not really sure how. Maybe they went through a window, and the door broke later, but... They trashed the pews. Pushed them to a pile in the center... and set them on fire. The fire burned and blackened the paint off many of the friezes. We had to strip the paint away. It destroyed the pews, the tables. Everything wooden, obviously. A couple more panels cracked. Panels that had survived everything before.
They took a statue over by the front. To the right when you come in. A statue of Wind Marigold. It disappeared. I don't know what they did with it. A police officer said he figured they cut off the head and dumped it in the river... But it hasn't been found."
She looks down, and then back up
"It wasn't quite over. Not a week later, the Fascists sieged the city. I am told there was a barricade outside. Maybe it was on the bridge, maybe it was in the park. I don't recall. I wasn't there. The Fascists set up a field gun directly across from it, and showered it with shells. In a strange way, it's fortunate, I think. For the church, I mean. It got hit directly with shrapnel, and it got hit on the one side that was all thick stone. The columns, the walls, the front door... all are chipped by steel. But it's not that visible. Not as much, anyways."
The clopping of hooves can be heard across the limestone(?) floors. The door opens - slowly, relative to the quick pace of the lope that lead her to the door.
Heather takes a moment, relaxes, and looks up to the 12 foot or taller plywood covering over the window. She stares at the poorly lit wood, as if admiring it. It's at least two pieces, with the one on top cut to fit the taper of the window. Whether by design or happenstance, she begins to speak shortly after the backdoor closes.
"This one right here." She points at the plywood with her hoof
"This was Saint Sable, about to cross the river at the battle of Elmwood. The river was a dark blue, the grass a darker color and blown by wind. Saint Sable herself looked kind of like Flowercup, I think. Black mane blowing in the wind, grey coat, white cloak. I saw that image every week from the time I was a filly until the time I was a mare. Until last May."
She pauses
"The thing about Artillery, is... It doesn't really have to hit you, to hit something... To - to hurt you. It must have been one of those really big shells. I don't know what they're called. The bigger shells that shoot further. I don't know where it actually hit. It must have been several blocks away. It shook the ground so hard it broke the window. At least that's what one pony told me. Mud clods, rocks, chipped stones... We had a rock from the bottom of the river. The bottom of the river. Tossed up in the air by a shell and hit the Cathedral. It hit this gorgeous image of Applejack jumping through the Hayseed swamps. That one right there."
She turns her head and points a hoof at a plywood section just to the right of the section she started with. The two panels are adjacent.
"Shattered it. At least it wasn't as old, but still..."
She looks down
"If only that was the end of it"
She sighs
"No. The Fascists. You see... they are a disrespectful lot. Disrespectful to the Elements. Disrespectful to the Princesses. Full of themselves. But deep down... I think they knew. They knew who their betters were. They didn't try to break the windows. But some of these Anarchists..."
A tear runs down her cheek
"It was September. September of last year. The whole city mutinied. Some hooligans' came by. Smashed a window panel over there. There in the East near where you come in. A panel of the Pillars talking to Scorpan. Shattered. Several panels suffered the same fate..."
She takes a moment, and sniffled.
"It's like children, you know? You know how they can be, sometimes. Adolescents, I mean. When they decide they don't want to take orders. That's who they were, I think. Adolescents who thought they were rebelling against their parents and teachers. They knew what the Elements, the Pillars, the Saints represented. They resented it. They broke through the front door. I'm not really sure how. Maybe they went through a window, and the door broke later, but... They trashed the pews. Pushed them to a pile in the center... and set them on fire. The fire burned and blackened the paint off many of the friezes. We had to strip the paint away. It destroyed the pews, the tables. Everything wooden, obviously. A couple more panels cracked. Panels that had survived everything before.
They took a statue over by the front. To the right when you come in. A statue of Wind Marigold. It disappeared. I don't know what they did with it. A police officer said he figured they cut off the head and dumped it in the river... But it hasn't been found."
She looks down, and then back up
"It wasn't quite over. Not a week later, the Fascists sieged the city. I am told there was a barricade outside. Maybe it was on the bridge, maybe it was in the park. I don't recall. I wasn't there. The Fascists set up a field gun directly across from it, and showered it with shells. In a strange way, it's fortunate, I think. For the church, I mean. It got hit directly with shrapnel, and it got hit on the one side that was all thick stone. The columns, the walls, the front door... all are chipped by steel. But it's not that visible. Not as much, anyways."
>>150968
Thanks for effort posting. This was a nice post with a lot of background story in it. Appriciated.
During most of the time Heather tells her story, Virgin's gaze just follows where she points. She does look at her at times and sees the tear going down Heather's cheek. As Heather finishes she sees first how Virgin seems to be on the verge of tears but tears don't come.
Virgin looks over at one of the plywood windows and Heather sees her face from the side. Her teeth start to show as she clenches them. She starts to inhale and exhale through them. Her muscles starts to flex and her hooves tremble. A vein bulges near her forehead.
"Those. Buckin'. Bastards!" she shouts into the floor of the church as tear runs down her cheek.
Thanks for effort posting. This was a nice post with a lot of background story in it. Appriciated.
During most of the time Heather tells her story, Virgin's gaze just follows where she points. She does look at her at times and sees the tear going down Heather's cheek. As Heather finishes she sees first how Virgin seems to be on the verge of tears but tears don't come.
Virgin looks over at one of the plywood windows and Heather sees her face from the side. Her teeth start to show as she clenches them. She starts to inhale and exhale through them. Her muscles starts to flex and her hooves tremble. A vein bulges near her forehead.
"Those. Buckin'. Bastards!" she shouts into the floor of the church as tear runs down her cheek.
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>>150972
Virgin turns around and grabs Heather. Not so that it hurts her but still firmly around Heather's shoulders but with hooves?..... Anyway, she looks into her eyes but not in anger but determination.
"Where in the river did they drop the head? What did he base this on?" she asks.
Virgin turns around and grabs Heather. Not so that it hurts her but still firmly around Heather's shoulders but with hooves?..... Anyway, she looks into her eyes but not in anger but determination.
"Where in the river did they drop the head? What did he base this on?" she asks.
>>150991
Or maybe rather, "Where in the river did he think they dropped the head. What did he base this on?"
Or maybe rather, "Where in the river did he think they dropped the head. What did he base this on?"
>>150991
>>150992
“I suppose it must be because that’s what happened to statues in different parts of the city. But really, I think he was just guessing. I tried to ask the Colt across the street - the teller over at the bank. I think he saw it. But I wasn’t really clear on what became of the statue.”
>>150992
“I suppose it must be because that’s what happened to statues in different parts of the city. But really, I think he was just guessing. I tried to ask the Colt across the street - the teller over at the bank. I think he saw it. But I wasn’t really clear on what became of the statue.”
>>150996
A Bank Teller is a basically a cashier who helps in withdrawals from, and deposits into the bank. It’s a fairly low level position.
A Bank Teller is a basically a cashier who helps in withdrawals from, and deposits into the bank. It’s a fairly low level position.
>>150998
As he looks out the window, the section is approached by a beige pony with a green and black uniform and a tall, lidded black cap.
“Tickets and IDs.”
As he looks out the window, the section is approached by a beige pony with a green and black uniform and a tall, lidded black cap.
“Tickets and IDs.”
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