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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2017 9:30 pm
 There are certainly better ways to make a new friend. Plenty of worse ones as well, but somehow making friends in unusual ways tends to make some of the best friendships. Such as: accidentally tripping someone in a field.
"And, this is my home!" A simple one-story building that Ragdoll was more than proud to show off, only slightly bumping into the door-frame on her way in. The walk out of the field at invitation for food would have given Lovely Corpse no small amount of proof that Ragdoll has the general coordination of a drunk toddler. Still, considering she fell down twice, she was remarkably scuffless, always cheerfully asserting that she is 'rather durable!' Though, given her general gracelessness, her house was at least fitted out to suit someone with wobbly legs. All rounded corners and an abundance of pillows all about, a healthy stack of colorful and intricately sitchworked making for an inviting pile in the livingroom. Bolts of cloth cluttered up the corners, a wide desk snuggled into the bay window packed with sewing impliments, shelves above it lined with hand-sewn dolls and stuffed animals.
"Please, make yourself comfortable! Or try and not be comfortable, but it'll be a challenge." Ragdoll smiled proudly, patting one of the soft cushions with her hoof.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 3:32 pm
Lovely Corpse was more than patient and willing to help if needed when Ragdoll would stumble and fall as they made their way to her new friend's home. The teal mare inwardly admired the stitched phony in her resilience. It was rare that Lovely, herself, would fall out of clumsiness, being a rather sturdy mare, so watching Ragdoll maneuver around was rather endearing.
As she trotted in, Lovely Corpse looked over the inside of the house in seeming disinterest as her expression never changed, but she quite liked it. Very quaint, very homey. What especially interested her were the dolls lining shelves, all hand stitched and perfect in their own way.
"Mm," the mare hummed, standing in one place as she soaked everything in. Noel and Nega had their own way of decorating their house and it certainly wasn't like this. It reminded Lovely Corpse of her own room; lined with shelves upon shelves of taxidermy animals and preserved creatures, all her own work. It was nice to meet someone with similar interests, at least in skill.
Following Ragdoll's lead, Lovely Corpse examined one of the cushy pillows littering the floor before flopping down and making herself comfortable. She had never really been invited to anyone's house before, save for family, so it was a strange but welcomed change.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 4:45 pm
By necessary of her own locomotion problems, Ragdoll is very slow to judge. Anyone looking at the way she falls into things or sways slowly when she walks would assume her to be a drunkard, and so just because her new friend wasn't bubbling with excitement didn't mean she wasn't be happy to be there. The mare had agreed to come along, and then did come along, as well as helping Ragdoll up a few times- and to Ragdoll, that said enough for her.
"I'll get us something-" The mare replied happily, voice lilting as she swayed towards the kitchen- only partially separated from the living area by a peninsula counter. For how easily she dipped and swayed and bumped into things, the instant something was held aloft by her magic it became steady. The tray she a pair of mugs on did not budge an inch, the electric kettle picked up off it's base without so much as a hitch, hot water pouring smoothly.
"Tea and cookies?" Ragdoll offered as she arrived back, the tray neatly descending onto the coffee table in the midst of the pillow piles.
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