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 Posted: Thu Apr 18, 2013 6:56 pm
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Tiriaq tucks one foreleg under him, extending the other out straight and inclines his head in the most elegant bow he can manage. "It shall be my honor to serve, m'lady Kadentsu." As he turns to find one of the ribbon covered usdia he can't help but think things are going well.
It doesn't take long to find one of the enterprising minis and purchase a couple drinks, some fruit, and a couple ribbons. The return trip was a bit of a juggle, but Tiriaq managed it without spilling anything onto the ground. With a smile he moves back next to the rail and the lovely mare.
"Here we are. Some juice squeezed from lemons and sweetened with strawberries, a few apples to munch upon, and a ribbon to decorate your beautiful tresses." The ribbon he presented her with was the white and blue of one of the twins. A brown and yellow ribbon was tied into his own tail. "I will admit I went for aesthetics more than racer preference. I'm partial to the little DD Butters racer, but it will look much more stunning with your coat. And Reece Lightning's colors suit me fairly well. I hope you do not object, Miss Kad." |
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Posted: Thu Apr 18, 2013 7:36 pm
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"Oh, I'm not worried about being small...I just don't like running so much," she giggled. She knew she wasn't a fast runner, but the idea of running was more of her obstacle than anything. "Perhaps we can race sometime," she added, grinning at the older usdia, "What's your name, mister?"
She smiled at Hari's input, nodding at the other usdia in confirmation. "Hari likes his goggles. As for me, I'm rooting for the underdogs," she grinned. It was always more exciting when someone made a comeback. She knew it was always a fantastic way to get the audience roaring, she had used the trick in her own performances in the circus. She knew either Nutters or Reese probably had some secret speed hidden and stored up for later. She was rooting for them to win because that would be the most exciting. "Thank you, Mr. Lime. Can I have some of the purply juice?" she asked as he went to get the refreshments. The purple was her favorite kind, if they had it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 18, 2013 11:16 pm
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 "You don't say," he replied, turning to look at the source of the small voice beside him. Just as he looked away the race begun. He looked back, but it seemed to end almost fast as it had begun.
Ilum shook his head, dazzled, "My, they move far faster than you'd expect with such short legs! What a race. What a lucky day to be wandering through. Say, uh, mam' I don't believe we've met before. I am called Ilum, may I ask your name?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 5:12 am
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Amirynth Around this time usida festooned with brightly coloured ribbons came around with trinkets matching the different racers, brightly wrapped treats and candies, and refreshing juices and other drinks. They mingled with the spectators, handing out their wears to all who was watching with smiles and friendly nods. "Come," They entreated, "Pick your favorite and cheer them one with these!." The ribbon-covered usida handed out little flags and other nick-knacks emblazoned with the colours and identifying symbols of each racer.
 Poni looked around cautiously to see who everyone else was cheering for before she picked a banner. She couldn't pick an unpopular racer; that would be social suicide! Finally, she settled on rooting for Batten Patches; he wasn't in first, but she didn't want be accused of joining a bandwagon. Every day decisions were hard for Poni. A lot of him-hawing went into everything she did. Her personality was carefully constructed, and unfortunately, fake.
Kara Asumie Shikon walking about as she is there to watch the races. Believing that they are going to be a fun and wonderfully new thing to see. She is a bit too excited even for herself. Prancing in place once she gets to a free open spot to stand. She hums to herself as she can't wait until things get started. She looks over seeing the racers as she picks a few in her head who she believes will or might win. She is happy to be here as she looks about thinking that maybe she can make a few new friends with how many others are about the area.
 Storm Wind approached where the mare was standing. He smiled politely. "That's an interesting tune you're humming."
Glancing around the area, he saw that the stadium was packed, and getting fuller by the minute. The race was going strong, and there was excitement filled to the brim! It was as if the crowd could burst into confetti of joy and enthusiasm at any moment. The feeling was infectious, and Storm Wind's eyes lit up with glee.
This was a pretty good vantage point for the race, but he didn't want to intrude, "Do you mind if I stand here? This spot isn't saved for anyone else, is it?" |
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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 8:22 am
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Dice noticed she had been holding her breath since the start of the race in the heart-stopping suspense. Letting out one big puff of air when all the racers finally crossed over the line, the first and second time.
Poor Nutters, she seemed to be getting the short straw. A dust ball to the eyes, that must have stung like crazy.
She certainly wasn't going to hear the end of it now, seeing who the winner was.
"Told you." Caym smirked to himself, giving a flick of his tail as his eyes rolled up to peer at his mother from under his bangs.
"Yeah, yeah~ The event isn't over yet, who knows Butters might just make it in for the win." She chuckled, even though it was unlikely with how that Cherry lass kept getting these magical bursts of speed like she would never run out of steam.
She then noticed the vendors and her eyes lit up instantly, shooting a look at her son.
"We HAVE to get us one of those!"
Of course she meant the ribbons! What else would catch her eye like that?
"No mum... NO. DON'T EVEN-" He hung his head, she was off like lightening.
He thought it best he got out of there before she came back with a mass of ribbons, decorating him like a christmas tree. Torturing him. He could look like the most girliest guy here if she had her way.
He made his escape whilst she was distracted, slipping past the towering soquili in the crowd until he found somewhat open space. She would never find him here...
He took the time to look at all the different soquili, finding himself at a loss with words. He wasn't really the most talkative foal, or the easiest to get a long with. That's when he noticed the siblings at the railings, over-hearing some funny sounding speech, he crept over towards them.
More curious than anything else.
When Dice returned her face sank. She had juice, snacks and RIBBONS.
One with DD butters colours, suiting her as cute as a button and then the colours of the Cherry Usida, especially for her son but... He was already off mingling with the others. Guess his mother was cramping his style.
"I guess I'll just enjoy the drinks, the snacks and feeling young and cute again all on my own. With a spectacular view!"
She never really got time to herself anymore so it wasn't unwelcome. She just wished she had someone to talk to.
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Posted: Fri Apr 19, 2013 8:36 am
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