Rarity (
prissy_hooves) wrote2011-11-18 09:02 pm
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10th Dress - dated to just after mushroom stuff
[Well, this is worrisome. It looks like one of Rarity's housemates is gone for good. She noticed almost right away - it was a dead giveaway when Rarity looked into Xion's room and noticed her favorite black hooded robe missing. Leave it to this one to notice disappearing clothing before everything else. Sighing a bit, she heads for the phones to inform the rest of the town. Xion was a sweet girl, after all - she had to have friends who would want to know.]
[Phone]
[Rarity clears her throat for a moment before speaking.]
If any of you were friends with a girl named Xion... it seems she's gone back home, quite likely for good. Her clothing is missing from her room. I... thought it only appropriate to inform you all.
[Action; 836 Hastings]
[Later that day, Rarity can be found in the sewing room as usual. If anyone peeks in, she's working on something a little different than usual - just one long piece of plain black cloth. There's a pile of sparkling gems that she recently got back lying in the corner, but she doesn't seem to be using any of them on this project.]
[Action; around town]
[Well, that little project from earlier is ready, so Rarity's wearing it around town as she takes a walk to clear her mind. It's strange living with the drone of someone you'd gotten to be friends with, especially for somepony who's never had to live with one before. Still, Rarity doesn't intend to forget Xion or the bond of friendship they'd formed. And even though she wasn't a fan of what passes for fashion in Organization XIII, sewing a pony-sized replica of their robe and wearing it herself as she enjoys the cool night air is Rarity's small way of honoring Xion's memory. The detail is meticulous, right down to the silver chains. It's really the least she could do to remember a friend.]
[Phone]
[Rarity clears her throat for a moment before speaking.]
If any of you were friends with a girl named Xion... it seems she's gone back home, quite likely for good. Her clothing is missing from her room. I... thought it only appropriate to inform you all.
[Action; 836 Hastings]
[Later that day, Rarity can be found in the sewing room as usual. If anyone peeks in, she's working on something a little different than usual - just one long piece of plain black cloth. There's a pile of sparkling gems that she recently got back lying in the corner, but she doesn't seem to be using any of them on this project.]
[Action; around town]
[Well, that little project from earlier is ready, so Rarity's wearing it around town as she takes a walk to clear her mind. It's strange living with the drone of someone you'd gotten to be friends with, especially for somepony who's never had to live with one before. Still, Rarity doesn't intend to forget Xion or the bond of friendship they'd formed. And even though she wasn't a fan of what passes for fashion in Organization XIII, sewing a pony-sized replica of their robe and wearing it herself as she enjoys the cool night air is Rarity's small way of honoring Xion's memory. The detail is meticulous, right down to the silver chains. It's really the least she could do to remember a friend.]
836 Hastings Boulevard
Rarity?
[Of course, when she sees Rarity sitting there and sewing instead of barking like a dog (or something), she immediately looks relieved.]
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[Rarity glances up just long enough to see Nina standing in the door, but is otherwise continuing on with her work. She's skilled enough to talk and sew at the same time, after all.]
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[Rarity frowns a little, pausing for a moment to review her work.]
I'm actually working on something of a tribute to Xion right now.
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What do you think?
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Hey... are you ok?
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I'm afraid I've just lost a friend.
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I'm sorry to hear that. That has to be hard.
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I don't know anyone who's turned into a drone yet. It must be awful.
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By the way, I'm Kono.
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That's a very nice cloak you have there. Very... sparkly.
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Resized to fit a pony, of course.
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[A soft smile.]
I'm glad it turned out well.
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If there's one thing I've learned since coming here, it's that strong friendships are more important than ever.
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Friends that you've made here would be all you have, unless you have someone from home. Not everyone's that lucky.
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I'll let you continue on your way. It was good meeting you, though.
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[And after a polite little bow of the head, Rarity trots off, looking to be in at least a marginally better mood.]
[Action; around town]
Oh.
Em.
Gee.
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You're a talking pony? Oh my god this is the best day ever!
[He is unaware of your obvious anguish Rarity. Please forgive him. It's not everyday he meets a talking pony.]
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Indeed I am! It's a pleasure to meet you.
[She bows her head briefly.]
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