Oct 24, 2011 22:14
[It's late. It's cold. Florina's tired, sore, and upset, but right now, she just wants to get home. Anyone outside tonight might catch a flash of white soaring overhead, or see a pegasus and her rider knocking enthusiastically at the window of apartment 8 in the first Community Housing building.]
Ah! I'm alright! A-a-and I found her!
found: one flying horse,
wibble face,
oh horsefeathers,
now with more flailing
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O-oh um, t-t-thank you. She's n-not that remarkable though um, she's, well, she's just a p-p-perfectly normal pegasus...
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[ The idea of them being rare is so strange to her. Other worlds are so weird. But now she's curious.]
If pegasi are r-rare, erm, what k-kind of creatures do you have in your world?
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[She trails off awkwardly and quietly mumbles her last sentence.]
Well, a-at least, pegasi aren't dangerous.
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[ She's awfully proud of that name. It's much better than the name than her first pegasus had. ]
Would you like to m-meet her sometime?
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