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Cara ([personal profile] wrongkindofsith) wrote2011-07-10 10:04 pm
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Room 418, Sunday Morning

Oddly enough, Cara had not been best pleased to wake up with hooves. Twisting around to look at herself it also seemed like she had a tattoo of crossed agiels on either side of her flanks, but it was hard to tell given they were half-covered by her wings.

...covered by her wings.

Okay, now that was just ridiculous. If she found out who was responsible for this, they were going to get such a kicking.

At least the door-handle wasn't too hard to work with her mouth.

[ooc: Open door, cranky pony.]
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[identity profile] tripledmyself.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"And yet, you and I, we just keep finding our way to each other," Nathan said, shaking his head. "Must be fate."
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[personal profile] wrongkindofsith 2011-07-10 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Or the size of the island. I doubt it's more than a league across."

[identity profile] tripledmyself.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"You are breaking my heart and crushing my idyllic view of our friendship, Cara," Nathan said, clutching his shirt over his heart. "How am I to deal with this rejection?"
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[personal profile] wrongkindofsith 2011-07-10 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
And she hadn't even hit him. "You'll live."

[identity profile] tripledmyself.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Nathan smirked and took a few steps away from her, giving her a wave as he did. AS he got a little further away, he whipped his phone out again and tried to take a picture.

Whether he got it or not, he was totally running as soon as the camera flashed. He wasn't taking a chance there.

"See you later, Pony Girl!" he threw over his shoulder.
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[personal profile] wrongkindofsith 2011-07-10 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, Cara was totally running after him. And she was pretty quick even when she didn't four legs.

Run, Nathan, run!

[identity profile] tripledmyself.livejournal.com 2011-07-10 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Nathan threw himself into his room, kicked the door shut and locked it. Yep, not letting her in. And if she kicked that in, he would totally call the fucking cops and get laughed at for saying a pony was threatening him.

Whatever, he'd still call them and insist they get their asses out to him.
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[personal profile] wrongkindofsith 2011-07-10 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
So it turned out that galloping full bore down the hall with your wings out was a really good way of discovering that those wings were actually functional. Which meant that Cara was momentarily distracted from the pressing task of destroying Nathan's door as she tried to avoid flying straight into a wall.

But when Nathan least expected it, she'd be waiting. He'd never even see her coming.
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