Post by Skyheart on Aug 14, 2012 21:26:48 GMT -5
By request of Bardigan. A demonstration into the perils of not being clear enough.
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Skyheart pokes his head into the library as he comes in with saddlebags full of books. "Hello? I'm here to return these." He calls out. He's bracing himself for ANY possibility of freaky advanced brain-breaky magic.
Twilight_Sparkle isn't doing anything TOO freaky at the moment; she's just studying some old tablets she's spread out on the table. At Sky's entry, she smiles, and rises to her hooves. "Hello, again. It's Skyheart, right? Welcome back, and than you for your prompt return." She levitates the books out of her bags. "All of these?"
Spike would wave, but his hands are full. He's busily carting a stack of reference books over to Twilight, mostly relating to old Ponyish dialects. "Oof. Here you go, Twi...I think this is all of 'em. Hi, Skyheart!"
Skyheart backs off a bit as all five books are levitated out of his bag. He's not really used to that, either. "Y-Yes, it's Skyheart. H-Hello." He gives a gentle wave to the librarian and her dragon... er... pet? Familiar? Brother? Hell if he knew. As the books levitate away, he notices some seem to have some papers jammed inbetween pages. "O-Oh I'm sorry. Some of my poems must have gotten in there..." He mentions. At least his more personal work was already stuck at home.
Twilight_Sparkle neatly sets the books down in a stack. "Here, I'll let you retrieve any personal pages from them?" She glances at one of the pages which has slipped loose, as it drifts past her; she blows on it, and it lands atop the pile, which may or may not be more magic. "Oh, you're a poet? Well, you know, I like to make sure local writers are well-represented in this library!"
Spike says "I wrote a poem once! It was for Rarity. I compared her hair to blueberry ice cream. She never really told me what she thought of it, come to think of it."
Twilight_Sparkle says "I'm sure Rarity was very...touched."
Skyheart rears back with a bit of a reaction when Spike explains his poem... "Um... You mean the seamstress, right? I would have gone with 'cascading waves of violet wonder' myself but... Hey, who am I to judge?" He shakes his head a bit and resumes answering Twilight's comment. "Er... I'm just a newspaper columnist, actually. You might have seen it in the Sunday paper once or twice." He says. "A-Anyway, yeah..." he starts to carefully slip his poems out of some of the books. He hopes he doesn't miss any.
Spike hmms, and takes out a notepad and a quill. Cascading...waves...violet...wonder. Yeah. That's even better! Do you think they could be cascading waves of ice cream? Or would frosting be better?"
Twilight_Sparkle telekinetically lifts one of the books, rifles through it, and neatly sorts out the pages of poems tucked into it; it's like watching a skilled dealer shuffle a deck of cards. "Oh, I hadn't made the connection! That's you?" She smiles. "I really liked that one last week about clouds."
Skyheart chuckles. "I tried to challenge myself with that one. My talent lies in romance so I decided to see if I could pull off a romantic poem with mundane objects. The boss was a bit skeptical but we put it in anyway." He explains.
Twilight_Sparkle smiles. "I'll admit to a soft spot for love poetry," she admits. "I'd love to talk writing some time. I consider myself a pretty good writer. Not a poet like you, of course. But I'm told I have a gift for...describing things."
Skyheart raises a brow. "Describing things? Consider me intrigued." He mentions as he looks around for a potential place to sit, if there is any. "Well... I mean if you're busy we can do this another time. I'm always okay to having guests over or there's a few favored places around town I like to be at. There's a lovely tea place just outside of town I've taken a liking to. Maybe you could join me sometime? Er..." He catches his own tone and inwardly sighs. Some ponies have trouble indicating that they're asking somepony out; but when your talent is romance, the difficulty lies in making sure it DOESN'T sound like it. He may have failed. Hopefully the accidental context will fly right over her head.
Spike grins. "Oooh, are you two going on a date?" He doesn't quite grasp subtlety, yet, to say the least. He looks thoughtful. "I wonder if Rarity likes tea? Maybe I could take her there some time."
Twilight_Sparkle laughs. "Oh, Spike, he's not..." She trails off. "...or are you?" She asks. "You are, aren't you?" She blushes, and looks shyly down at her hooves. "Or am I reading that wrong? You'll have to forgive me. Being asked out is something I have trouble recognizing sometimes." She falls back on what she always does , and consults a book.
Skyheart freezes in place after taking a stagger back and blushing. He was hoping the accidental connotation would fly right over her head, no matter how unlikely that was, but he was also ready to face the consequences of coming off too forward and being called out for it on misunderstanding. An awkward waffling on the tone, however, he was not prepared for. "I... I ah... um... I mean... well..." SPEAK DARN YOU! "...U-Um... W-Well..." Of all the times he neglected to take his dove with him to snap him into reality it had to be this time. He was just returning library books! He's inwardly hoping things don't get out of hand and that the situation diffuses soon. Wishful thinking?
Spike is blissfully unaware that he's put Skyheart in such an awkward situation. "Ooh, Twi, maybe you should wear that dress. Or would that be too formal? I could get it out, just in case." He tries to peek over her shoulder to see what she's reading. "I don't think you haveta make it this complicated."
Twilight_Sparkle blushes more; she blushes so hard her horn glows pink. "Well...um...I mean, I like tea, and we can go and have tea together, and I guess that...I mean, we don't have to put a lot of labels on...yeah." She gives the pegasus pony a smile.
Dinky shows up at this point to rescue the situation, or maybe just complicate it. She gives hard looks to Skyheart and Spike both before walking up to Twilight Sparkle. There's a worn, torn-handled bookbag over her flank. "Right. So, sorry to interrupt your love life or whatever, but these are library hours, right? I was here before when you were out, and I found, like diddly-squat, and I was hoping you could lend some expertise, or whatever." Harsh tone from the scrawny filly.
Twilight_Sparkle blinks a little, but turns readily to face the big-talking filly anyhow; this, she knows how to do. "Well, I'm happy to answer any questions you have. What do you want to read about?"
BlueFeather pokes her head out from one of the bookshelves, with a little dove clutced in her jaws, she carefully sets the dove down one of the books next to her, then turns her attention to watching the ponys below her, keeping mostly still and quiet, so hopefully no one will know shes there.
There's a door just kind of sitting at the side of the room. It's not set ito the wall or anything, it's just kind of there, compelte with frame. (Twilight and Spike recognize this as the door Twilight occasionally magics up when practicing her spells.)
Skyheart stands there rather stunned. Not much he can do now that she thinks it really IS a date. He just tries to steel himself and find a distraction as Twilight seems busy with a patron. He just sits at a stool for now, looking for all the world awkward. What did he just get himself into?
Dinky seems uncomfortable around the others. She glances at them not so discreetly, especially the awkward Skyheart, and back to the librarian. "Uh...kind of a private thing, actually." She goes to a quiet corner, hoping to get the librarian to follow, and talks in a near whisper.
Pinkie_Pie pokes her head out of the door, conveniently right in the way of where Dinky is going. She looks around alertly. "Spike! Spiiiiike? Oh hai, Twilight! Look, I used the door, just like you asked!" she says cheerfully, vigorously waving her hoof.
Twilight_Sparkle blinks at Dinky's whisper. She waves a hoof cheerfully in Pinkie's direction, then shoots Skyheart an apologetic smile...then leans in closer to the filly, and replies, in a low whisper.
Dinky squirms, even more uncomfortable by the moment as she backs into a file cabinet. She whispers back to Twilight.
Spike glances over, seeing that door that Twilight magicked up one day just to slam on him. "Oh, uh, hi Pinkie! You looking for me?" He doesn't even bother to ask how she did that. It's best to never ask how Pinkie did things...she might answer, and it will only raise further questions.
Derpy follows Pinkie into the library at a distance, looking distant herself. She moves at a slow amble, probably having already forgotten why they came here.
BlueFeather digs out some popcorn, and as quietly as she can starts munching on her popcorn as she watches the ponys. She offers some of the popcorn to Orpheus.
Dinky glares at Pinkie Pie and her magic door, but contrives to face away from them.
Skyheart hears a distictive coo as his pet dove, Orpheus, is sitting by the foal Blue Feather. "Hehe. Well where'd you two come from?" He asks quietly. He doesn't want to disturb anypony.
Screenplay follows the mail pony as she comes in to the library. "Hey ?D/erpy, sorry to bug you but I was expecting something, did it came?"
Twilight_Sparkle smiles at Dinky, returning to her regular speaking voice. "Luna would know, though, you know." She gestures to a shelf, near the back of the library. "It's that section there. You might find it's more to your liking than you imagine. And if it's not...there's a lot else in the library, too."
Pinkie_Pie doesn't appear particularly concerned about the sanctity of the library, and talks at normal Pinkie Volume. "Well, I was hoping we could get the rest of our baking supplies back, Spike! I mean, thanks for returning the lard, but I'm also missing all kinds of tins and flour and assorted cooking dealies!"
Spike rubs his head. "What makes you think I know where all that stuff is? I don't do much baking, you know. I had a specific *project* for the lard."
Dinky glances over the the indicated section, shadowy and somehow more tree-smelling than the rest of the place. "Huh. I tried back there, but it looked all wrong. -That- shelf?" She wanders over and peeks again at the titles. "Looks kind of spiritual and gooky." She tries to ignore the other havoc going down.
Derpy finds Pinkie Pie and nods when she asks Spike about the stuff. ~That's~ why she's here! Screenplay gets her attention for a moment. "Already have mailboxed!" she says proudly. "Small piece and big parce!" Then she happens to glance over to the right, and back...and has a big surprise. "DINKY!!" she cries. "Dinky-daughter!"
BlueFeather is not creating havoc! Shes sitting on a shelf, near the top, and watching everyone, sharing her popcorn with a little dove thats whatching Skyheart. Just becuse she can, she sneaks out a cupcake, and tosses it, so that, with any luck, it will land properly, and upright between Pinkie's ears, then she does the same with a blueberry muffin to Derpy, before she sticks her tongue out at Skyheart, and returns to munching on her popcorn.
Pinkie_Pie's eyes cross. "Aha! There's a cupcake right HERE, on my head! The missing baking supplies MUST be here!" she deduces triumphantly. She gtabs Spike and shakes him vigorously. "Confess! More importantly, give me my kitchen stuff! If I don't bake a pie soon I'll turn back into a pumpkin!"
Skyheart walks over to Pinkie and Spike with a confused look on his face. "Um... Are you talking about the missing kitchen stuff? I heard about that but I don't own much silverware myself so I didn't lose anything." He says.
Screenplay ohs as she pets the mail pony saying "Thanks.."
Pinkie_Pie notices Skyheart for the first time, and looks back and forth rapidly between him and Twilight. Something clicks in her head. "Oh, right! You're sweet on her! Ok, party later, people! Everyone out! Closing time!" she shouts. "Skyheart and Twi are trying to get some smoochies on, here! Git! Git!" She starts ushering people towards the magic door. One random unnamed background pony is pushed through, and finds himself falling out of his closet at home.
Dinky is getting guidance from Twilight, but her hair stands up when she hears that voice. It's her mom. Here. Now. She mutters something to Twilight and dashes off...and when Pinkie offers the magic door, she takes it!
Derpy is about to accuse Bluefeather of covert muffinry, but when Pinkie and Spike both disappear, she can hardly do anything but follow...leaving the culprit behind. "Dinnkkyyy!!"
BlueFeather tisks a little, expects that the fun is over, she finnishes off her popcorn, contemplating what else to do, oh, she set up thoes party cannons in the square, she kinda ment that for later but, its something to do.
Skyheart wishes he could disappear. He didn't even ask her out! She just jumped to that idea and then... It seems to have snowballed. Utterly mortified beyond belief, he watches as Twilight seems to have already vanished. He's planning on the same, he looks up to Orpheus worriedly, as if asking for help. The bird just looks at him. If a dove could laugh, it would.
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Skyheart pokes his head into the library as he comes in with saddlebags full of books. "Hello? I'm here to return these." He calls out. He's bracing himself for ANY possibility of freaky advanced brain-breaky magic.
Twilight_Sparkle isn't doing anything TOO freaky at the moment; she's just studying some old tablets she's spread out on the table. At Sky's entry, she smiles, and rises to her hooves. "Hello, again. It's Skyheart, right? Welcome back, and than you for your prompt return." She levitates the books out of her bags. "All of these?"
Spike would wave, but his hands are full. He's busily carting a stack of reference books over to Twilight, mostly relating to old Ponyish dialects. "Oof. Here you go, Twi...I think this is all of 'em. Hi, Skyheart!"
Skyheart backs off a bit as all five books are levitated out of his bag. He's not really used to that, either. "Y-Yes, it's Skyheart. H-Hello." He gives a gentle wave to the librarian and her dragon... er... pet? Familiar? Brother? Hell if he knew. As the books levitate away, he notices some seem to have some papers jammed inbetween pages. "O-Oh I'm sorry. Some of my poems must have gotten in there..." He mentions. At least his more personal work was already stuck at home.
Twilight_Sparkle neatly sets the books down in a stack. "Here, I'll let you retrieve any personal pages from them?" She glances at one of the pages which has slipped loose, as it drifts past her; she blows on it, and it lands atop the pile, which may or may not be more magic. "Oh, you're a poet? Well, you know, I like to make sure local writers are well-represented in this library!"
Spike says "I wrote a poem once! It was for Rarity. I compared her hair to blueberry ice cream. She never really told me what she thought of it, come to think of it."
Twilight_Sparkle says "I'm sure Rarity was very...touched."
Skyheart rears back with a bit of a reaction when Spike explains his poem... "Um... You mean the seamstress, right? I would have gone with 'cascading waves of violet wonder' myself but... Hey, who am I to judge?" He shakes his head a bit and resumes answering Twilight's comment. "Er... I'm just a newspaper columnist, actually. You might have seen it in the Sunday paper once or twice." He says. "A-Anyway, yeah..." he starts to carefully slip his poems out of some of the books. He hopes he doesn't miss any.
Spike hmms, and takes out a notepad and a quill. Cascading...waves...violet...wonder. Yeah. That's even better! Do you think they could be cascading waves of ice cream? Or would frosting be better?"
Twilight_Sparkle telekinetically lifts one of the books, rifles through it, and neatly sorts out the pages of poems tucked into it; it's like watching a skilled dealer shuffle a deck of cards. "Oh, I hadn't made the connection! That's you?" She smiles. "I really liked that one last week about clouds."
Skyheart chuckles. "I tried to challenge myself with that one. My talent lies in romance so I decided to see if I could pull off a romantic poem with mundane objects. The boss was a bit skeptical but we put it in anyway." He explains.
Twilight_Sparkle smiles. "I'll admit to a soft spot for love poetry," she admits. "I'd love to talk writing some time. I consider myself a pretty good writer. Not a poet like you, of course. But I'm told I have a gift for...describing things."
Skyheart raises a brow. "Describing things? Consider me intrigued." He mentions as he looks around for a potential place to sit, if there is any. "Well... I mean if you're busy we can do this another time. I'm always okay to having guests over or there's a few favored places around town I like to be at. There's a lovely tea place just outside of town I've taken a liking to. Maybe you could join me sometime? Er..." He catches his own tone and inwardly sighs. Some ponies have trouble indicating that they're asking somepony out; but when your talent is romance, the difficulty lies in making sure it DOESN'T sound like it. He may have failed. Hopefully the accidental context will fly right over her head.
Spike grins. "Oooh, are you two going on a date?" He doesn't quite grasp subtlety, yet, to say the least. He looks thoughtful. "I wonder if Rarity likes tea? Maybe I could take her there some time."
Twilight_Sparkle laughs. "Oh, Spike, he's not..." She trails off. "...or are you?" She asks. "You are, aren't you?" She blushes, and looks shyly down at her hooves. "Or am I reading that wrong? You'll have to forgive me. Being asked out is something I have trouble recognizing sometimes." She falls back on what she always does , and consults a book.
Skyheart freezes in place after taking a stagger back and blushing. He was hoping the accidental connotation would fly right over her head, no matter how unlikely that was, but he was also ready to face the consequences of coming off too forward and being called out for it on misunderstanding. An awkward waffling on the tone, however, he was not prepared for. "I... I ah... um... I mean... well..." SPEAK DARN YOU! "...U-Um... W-Well..." Of all the times he neglected to take his dove with him to snap him into reality it had to be this time. He was just returning library books! He's inwardly hoping things don't get out of hand and that the situation diffuses soon. Wishful thinking?
Spike is blissfully unaware that he's put Skyheart in such an awkward situation. "Ooh, Twi, maybe you should wear that dress. Or would that be too formal? I could get it out, just in case." He tries to peek over her shoulder to see what she's reading. "I don't think you haveta make it this complicated."
Twilight_Sparkle blushes more; she blushes so hard her horn glows pink. "Well...um...I mean, I like tea, and we can go and have tea together, and I guess that...I mean, we don't have to put a lot of labels on...yeah." She gives the pegasus pony a smile.
Dinky shows up at this point to rescue the situation, or maybe just complicate it. She gives hard looks to Skyheart and Spike both before walking up to Twilight Sparkle. There's a worn, torn-handled bookbag over her flank. "Right. So, sorry to interrupt your love life or whatever, but these are library hours, right? I was here before when you were out, and I found, like diddly-squat, and I was hoping you could lend some expertise, or whatever." Harsh tone from the scrawny filly.
Twilight_Sparkle blinks a little, but turns readily to face the big-talking filly anyhow; this, she knows how to do. "Well, I'm happy to answer any questions you have. What do you want to read about?"
BlueFeather pokes her head out from one of the bookshelves, with a little dove clutced in her jaws, she carefully sets the dove down one of the books next to her, then turns her attention to watching the ponys below her, keeping mostly still and quiet, so hopefully no one will know shes there.
There's a door just kind of sitting at the side of the room. It's not set ito the wall or anything, it's just kind of there, compelte with frame. (Twilight and Spike recognize this as the door Twilight occasionally magics up when practicing her spells.)
Skyheart stands there rather stunned. Not much he can do now that she thinks it really IS a date. He just tries to steel himself and find a distraction as Twilight seems busy with a patron. He just sits at a stool for now, looking for all the world awkward. What did he just get himself into?
Dinky seems uncomfortable around the others. She glances at them not so discreetly, especially the awkward Skyheart, and back to the librarian. "Uh...kind of a private thing, actually." She goes to a quiet corner, hoping to get the librarian to follow, and talks in a near whisper.
Pinkie_Pie pokes her head out of the door, conveniently right in the way of where Dinky is going. She looks around alertly. "Spike! Spiiiiike? Oh hai, Twilight! Look, I used the door, just like you asked!" she says cheerfully, vigorously waving her hoof.
Twilight_Sparkle blinks at Dinky's whisper. She waves a hoof cheerfully in Pinkie's direction, then shoots Skyheart an apologetic smile...then leans in closer to the filly, and replies, in a low whisper.
Dinky squirms, even more uncomfortable by the moment as she backs into a file cabinet. She whispers back to Twilight.
Spike glances over, seeing that door that Twilight magicked up one day just to slam on him. "Oh, uh, hi Pinkie! You looking for me?" He doesn't even bother to ask how she did that. It's best to never ask how Pinkie did things...she might answer, and it will only raise further questions.
Derpy follows Pinkie into the library at a distance, looking distant herself. She moves at a slow amble, probably having already forgotten why they came here.
BlueFeather digs out some popcorn, and as quietly as she can starts munching on her popcorn as she watches the ponys. She offers some of the popcorn to Orpheus.
Dinky glares at Pinkie Pie and her magic door, but contrives to face away from them.
Skyheart hears a distictive coo as his pet dove, Orpheus, is sitting by the foal Blue Feather. "Hehe. Well where'd you two come from?" He asks quietly. He doesn't want to disturb anypony.
Screenplay follows the mail pony as she comes in to the library. "Hey ?D/erpy, sorry to bug you but I was expecting something, did it came?"
Twilight_Sparkle smiles at Dinky, returning to her regular speaking voice. "Luna would know, though, you know." She gestures to a shelf, near the back of the library. "It's that section there. You might find it's more to your liking than you imagine. And if it's not...there's a lot else in the library, too."
Pinkie_Pie doesn't appear particularly concerned about the sanctity of the library, and talks at normal Pinkie Volume. "Well, I was hoping we could get the rest of our baking supplies back, Spike! I mean, thanks for returning the lard, but I'm also missing all kinds of tins and flour and assorted cooking dealies!"
Spike rubs his head. "What makes you think I know where all that stuff is? I don't do much baking, you know. I had a specific *project* for the lard."
Dinky glances over the the indicated section, shadowy and somehow more tree-smelling than the rest of the place. "Huh. I tried back there, but it looked all wrong. -That- shelf?" She wanders over and peeks again at the titles. "Looks kind of spiritual and gooky." She tries to ignore the other havoc going down.
Derpy finds Pinkie Pie and nods when she asks Spike about the stuff. ~That's~ why she's here! Screenplay gets her attention for a moment. "Already have mailboxed!" she says proudly. "Small piece and big parce!" Then she happens to glance over to the right, and back...and has a big surprise. "DINKY!!" she cries. "Dinky-daughter!"
BlueFeather is not creating havoc! Shes sitting on a shelf, near the top, and watching everyone, sharing her popcorn with a little dove thats whatching Skyheart. Just becuse she can, she sneaks out a cupcake, and tosses it, so that, with any luck, it will land properly, and upright between Pinkie's ears, then she does the same with a blueberry muffin to Derpy, before she sticks her tongue out at Skyheart, and returns to munching on her popcorn.
Pinkie_Pie's eyes cross. "Aha! There's a cupcake right HERE, on my head! The missing baking supplies MUST be here!" she deduces triumphantly. She gtabs Spike and shakes him vigorously. "Confess! More importantly, give me my kitchen stuff! If I don't bake a pie soon I'll turn back into a pumpkin!"
Skyheart walks over to Pinkie and Spike with a confused look on his face. "Um... Are you talking about the missing kitchen stuff? I heard about that but I don't own much silverware myself so I didn't lose anything." He says.
Screenplay ohs as she pets the mail pony saying "Thanks.."
Pinkie_Pie notices Skyheart for the first time, and looks back and forth rapidly between him and Twilight. Something clicks in her head. "Oh, right! You're sweet on her! Ok, party later, people! Everyone out! Closing time!" she shouts. "Skyheart and Twi are trying to get some smoochies on, here! Git! Git!" She starts ushering people towards the magic door. One random unnamed background pony is pushed through, and finds himself falling out of his closet at home.
Dinky is getting guidance from Twilight, but her hair stands up when she hears that voice. It's her mom. Here. Now. She mutters something to Twilight and dashes off...and when Pinkie offers the magic door, she takes it!
Derpy is about to accuse Bluefeather of covert muffinry, but when Pinkie and Spike both disappear, she can hardly do anything but follow...leaving the culprit behind. "Dinnkkyyy!!"
BlueFeather tisks a little, expects that the fun is over, she finnishes off her popcorn, contemplating what else to do, oh, she set up thoes party cannons in the square, she kinda ment that for later but, its something to do.
Skyheart wishes he could disappear. He didn't even ask her out! She just jumped to that idea and then... It seems to have snowballed. Utterly mortified beyond belief, he watches as Twilight seems to have already vanished. He's planning on the same, he looks up to Orpheus worriedly, as if asking for help. The bird just looks at him. If a dove could laugh, it would.