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[People reading the journals may notice this big-eyed, cartoonish pony at the grocery store. Kind of an odd spot for a recording. Even stranger is the fact that the meat section isn't too far away.
Of course, Dash is keeping a bit of a distance as she rubs at the back of her neck and finally addresses the journals.]
Sooo... Luceti. Got any tips for caring for lions? That kid Simba's chilling with me and Pinkie Pie, buuut I know stuff like cupcakes, hay fries, and pop aren't exactly gonna work. See, if Fluttershy was still here, this wouldn't be as tricky, but usually lions don't go hanging around Ponyville.
I've been grabbing some meats for him, but like. Is there anything else I oughta know? A place like this isn't exactly tailored to big cats.
Which brings me to my next order of business. Back at the town meeting I brought up making this place more accessible for those of us without hands. Now, I can handle doorknobs and stuff with my hooves just fine, but that's not gonna fly for him. So... I was thinking maybe some of us could pool together mission points for some applied Shifts, just as an alternative. If anyone's interested, I mean.
So. Yeah. That's about it!
[With that, she closes the journal, tosses it into one of her saddle bags and begins her adventure into... shudder. The meat section.
Passersby are free to notice this candy colored pony flying back and forth between the shops and House 45.
Once she's gotten her shopping taken care of, she'll be performing some tricks right over the fountain plaza, filling the sky with rainbow streaks.]
Of course, Dash is keeping a bit of a distance as she rubs at the back of her neck and finally addresses the journals.]
Sooo... Luceti. Got any tips for caring for lions? That kid Simba's chilling with me and Pinkie Pie, buuut I know stuff like cupcakes, hay fries, and pop aren't exactly gonna work. See, if Fluttershy was still here, this wouldn't be as tricky, but usually lions don't go hanging around Ponyville.
I've been grabbing some meats for him, but like. Is there anything else I oughta know? A place like this isn't exactly tailored to big cats.
Which brings me to my next order of business. Back at the town meeting I brought up making this place more accessible for those of us without hands. Now, I can handle doorknobs and stuff with my hooves just fine, but that's not gonna fly for him. So... I was thinking maybe some of us could pool together mission points for some applied Shifts, just as an alternative. If anyone's interested, I mean.
So. Yeah. That's about it!
[With that, she closes the journal, tosses it into one of her saddle bags and begins her adventure into... shudder. The meat section.
Passersby are free to notice this candy colored pony flying back and forth between the shops and House 45.
Once she's gotten her shopping taken care of, she'll be performing some tricks right over the fountain plaza, filling the sky with rainbow streaks.]
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[Dash glances up at the clouds.]
Weather's kind of my thing! Heck, if I wanted to, I could go up and grab one of those clouds right now.
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[Watch as she rockets up, leaving a rainbow in her wake, only to zip back down, pushing a cloud with her front hooves and then hopping on top of it once she returns to Storm's level.]
See? Piece of cake!
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Impressive. I can't quite handle clouds in that manner, but... [She raises a hand, palm up, fingers extended. Her eyes glow with faint electricity as a little rain cloud begins to form over her fingertips, dark and crackling with a bit of lightning.]
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Dude, that's like beyond awesome!