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 Posted: Fri Mar 29, 2019 4:29 pm
tab Hemlock carefully set the box of seeds onto the counter, quickly writing down a few notes. They were ready to soon be planted; most likely at the end of the day. He'd plant them now, but further inspection of his calendar reminded him of what day it was. Someone would be sent to pick up highly potent poisons for a certain bloody rose. He didn't want to deal with the consequences of missing the arrival of the receiver, nor did he know if it'd be her or someone else. Sometimes, it was her. Usually, it was someone else.
tab His store was a quiet one. Not many found the need for his poisons and he was happy with that. The walls were a soft purple and lined with various plants and bottles. The shelves were made of woods and covered in potted plants, dry herbs, poisons in bottles, and poison making kits. Green and burgundy rugs littered the floor, giving the store a cozy feeling despite the product. Just how he liked it.
tab He glanced at the clock, which was shaped like a leaf. Soon. He slid the seeds back under his counter, tapping the paper with a hoof.
tab "Tomorrow, when it's due to sprinkle," he commented softly to himself. That'd be the perfect time.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2019 2:00 pm
tab Ever since Twisted Rose and Nevermore had helped her escape her family, Forsaken had felt indebted to the pair. She lived within Twisted Rose's expansive area, in her own little room with privacy. Something she had never had before. It was absolutely amazing, and a huge change from the life she lived before. She was allowed to do nearly whatever she wanted, so long as she was available should Twisted Rose need her help. That was the arrangement. She helped the pair with whatever they needed, in exchange for a home and a purpose. Forsaken might not have agreed with some of the things Twisted Rose did, and she never bothered to ask what had happened to her parents. She was just excited to be free.
tab Today was one of the days that she had to do soemthing for the older pony. She was to pick up a package from one of Twisted Rose's trusted sources. Having never been to the area before, she was allowed a map, enabling her to navigate the area properly. She trod along in silence, enjoying the outdoor air and scenery. Everything was so lush and beautiful. She wanted to take all the time in the world, but unfortunately, she could not. She was supposed to be at the pony's house at a certain time, and she did not want to upset them or Twisted Rose.
tab Finally, she came upon the little building. Slowly she approached and pushed the door open, glancing around the shop. It was cozy and warm feeling, with plants and other various objects lining the walls. Her hooves made contact with soft rugs as she stepped inside. "Hello?" she said softly, before her eyes swiveled and took in a pony behind the counter. They were beautiful, the perfect blend of purple and green, with a very distinct and different horn. Forsaken could feel her cheeks warm slightly at the sight of such a beautiful pony, before she remembered what she was, and she calmed herself. Nopony would be interested in somepony like her.
tab Forsaken approached the counter slowly, a little smile on her face. "H-hello, I'm here to pick up something for Twisted Rose," she spoke softly, her voice still a little bit gruffer than a normal female pony's, which she was incredibly self conscious of.
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2019 10:44 pm
tab Hemlock looked up from his papers, eyes locking on the pony who had just entered. Someone new. He wondered if the last delivery pony had been rid of, or perhaps they were on another errand. He didn't dwell on it; it wasn't his business. Instead, he pushed from the counter, straightening his posture and greeting the other pony with a soft nod.
tab "Hello," he greeted softly, nodding absently. Twisted Rose; he knew it. He reached under the counter and pulling out a small and sealed box, carefully setting it on the counter before he pawed at his papers. He freed one from the stack and slid it forward, dragging a pen over with a flash of purple unicorn magic.
tab "You will need to sign your name and the date of pickup. She requested the package be picked up by a certain pony. Can you confirm your name so I can check it matches the request?" He sounded tired, which he was. He kept a hoof on the box, as he checked over the papers before he looked up and waited for the other pony to approach.
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2019 3:41 pm
tab Slowly, she made her way across the quaint little shop. Her eyes were drawn to various things here and there, trying to decipher what this shop was. There were herbs in one area. Perhaps an herbalist shop? Twisted could have her picking up ointments or creams or something. The stallion's voice brought her attention back to him and she smiled slightly, dipping her head in acknowledgement.
tab As she grew closer, she could see the little black box and his pile of papers. As she was offered the pen, Forsaken took a pause and glanced up at the stallion. "My name... Is..." She paused a moment longer, her eyes falling to the side nervously. "Forsaken," she said softly, glancing through her bangs back up at him. Gingerly, she took the offered pen in her teeth and signed her name. It was sloppy, but a bit bigger, enabling one to be able to read her shaky letters.
tab "What is your name?" she asked, before realizing she had, and shook her head. "Ah, no, nevermind, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother..." she said a bit hastily, shifting her flank closer to the counter so she could very carefully slide the box into the bag she had placed there. She had to get out, fast, before he noticed her nervousness or got irritated at her for asking too much.
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