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 Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 7:54 pm
"Ah... well...yeah.... but... isn't hard better then done for me?" yeah, that hoof under his chin was making it very hard to think clearly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:14 pm
"Of course it is," she agreed, smiling winningly. "But there's nothing wrong with having a little help, yes? Someone to support you?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:23 pm
"Well no, I mean... um... everyone needs some help sometimes, yeah?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:34 pm
"Of course they do," she nodded, releasing him. "Will you let me help you?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:40 pm
"H...help me.... how?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:47 pm
"You're young," she pointed out, tapping his nose lightly. "Untraveled. I have been all over. Tell me how I can help you."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:53 pm
"Um..." he said, blinking then he shook his head out. "You really want to help me?" he asked, to be sure.Maybe she was like momma then, maybe she didn't like herself so tried to help one pony a day to make herself a better person. Suddenly he liked her a whole lot more and she was a whole lot less scary.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:57 pm
"Of course I do," she assured him, easily. "I wouldn't want you to endear yourself to the wrong sort, would I?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:05 pm
"The wrong sort?" he asked, confused. "What do you mean?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:14 pm
"Someone who would wish to take advantage of your innocence, of course," she explained with feigned concern.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:16 pm
"Well... who said I'm innocent anyway," he muttered. Now he was a little annoyed. Wanting to help him, he understood, but she didn't have to insult him. Like he had no sense of who to trust? Who did this girl think she was, anyway? Yeah she was pretty, okay she was amazing, but what right did that give her?
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:19 pm
She quickly backtracked, not the least annoyed by this small set back. She ducks her head slightly, as if embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Filigree. I didn't mean that as it sounded. Maybe youth would be a better term. Many ponies in these parts would see a handsome young pony such as yourself and think you to be an easy mark. I would hate to see that."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:39 pm
He blinked a bit and studied her, unsure now. "But not you, of course?" he asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 10:10 pm
"Well, that's for you to decide, yes? It is your choice to trust me or not."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 10:14 pm
"You're....not going to tr and convince me that I should?" he asked, surprised.
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