veenknight343“I’ll have to break them down then!” Falling said, stepping back down the front steps as she readied her pipe…
Blueblood’s face hardened. Though his smile was maintained, it soon grew to show teeth. Like cracks in a porcelain mask his facade of noble control only grew more damaged under the pressure of his own anger. The Prince’s sapphire blue eyes locked with Worried’s own lesser blue eyes as the petty attempt at what he assumed was an insult graced his ears. Atop his head they flicked as he caught Ray’s poor attempt to hide a laugh. Beneath his white coat Blueblood’s skin grew hot as a rush of blood flooded to his head.
“Mr. Bee is the only one here that appears to be speaking intelligently and not out of some blither, brain blighted ignorance. It is possible to hold multiple titles. Here on Earth being a ‘Prince’ of a family back in Equestria does not hold much authority. However being a Duke would give me a tremendous amount of power and dictation regarding pretty much everything in the area.”
The prince looked deliberately at Worried as he emphasized ‘everything’ and his smile normalized, sharpening with a newfound sense of superiority.
“In fact the reason the Mayor of this dreary little settlement is paying your primary wage for this job is because he already answers to me to a degree. So it’s only a matter of time before I usurp his control entirely once I’m handed a proper title of dominion that is so rightfully mine.”
Pressing a hoof into his lapels once again Prince Blueblood dragged his words slightly, ensuring that everyone in the room would have to hear and let the realization of his office properly sink in.
“But as before, Mr. Bee is quite correct. We’re not here to talk about the authority and power of my station, because if we were none of you would be involved in the discussion. You are here to do a job. One I am frankly offer too much for. You can either choose to do it or walk away bitless, into the frozen grips of winter. I’ve already told you where to go.”
Falling heard the voice behind her just as her pipe met the rotted wood of the door. Despite knowing the presence behind her wasn’t just in her head she did her best to ignore it entirely. She struck fruitlessly at the door, each word of the stranger’s voice disrupting the sense of joy and excitement that flooded through her seemingly moments before. It barely seemed like a few minutes had past since she escaped from the school and found a place of her own to properly explore. Hearing someone’s voice, feeling their presence in what Falling already felt was supposed to be her special place irritated her to know end.
Barely listening as Lightning spoke Falling grit her teeth, missing his words and damning his presence as she continued to crack at the door with her frigid pipe. Eventually what little patience she had evaporated under the strain and she stopped, spinning in place on the snow covered steps of the church to face the stranger.
“Listen you loudmouthed-”
Falling barely began to speak when she saw the glow of magic between the green eyed stranger’s heads and saw it surge forward. Without thinking Falling threw herself over the handrail of the stairs, dropping into the withered hedges up against the side of the church as the door exploded. Though the force was not large, it did not need to be large to blow a chest sized hole in the feted wood and snap the doors clean off their rust eaten hinges.
One door rocketed into the dark church while the other was flung sideways, snapping the left hand guard rail of the front steps before crashing into the snow laden front yard.
Breathing heavily, shaken by the sound of the explosion, Falling pulled herself out of the dead hedges and glared at the green eyed stranger.
“Just piss off you spark throwing jerk off! This is my stake and I found it first.”
Falling grit her teeth, brandishing her pipe at the stranger still some number of steps away as she walked back up the front stairs towards the newly 'opened' doors.
Location: Bellbrooke Reform School, lobby
Blueblood’s face hardened. Though his smile was maintained, it soon grew to show teeth. Like cracks in a porcelain mask his facade of noble control only grew more damaged under the pressure of his own anger. The Prince’s sapphire blue eyes locked with Worried’s own lesser blue eyes as the petty attempt at what he assumed was an insult graced his ears. Atop his head they flicked as he caught Ray’s poor attempt to hide a laugh. Beneath his white coat Blueblood’s skin grew hot as a rush of blood flooded to his head.
“Mr. Bee is the only one here that appears to be speaking intelligently and not out of some blither, brain blighted ignorance. It is possible to hold multiple titles. Here on Earth being a ‘Prince’ of a family back in Equestria does not hold much authority. However being a Duke would give me a tremendous amount of power and dictation regarding pretty much everything in the area.”
The prince looked deliberately at Worried as he emphasized ‘everything’ and his smile normalized, sharpening with a newfound sense of superiority.
“In fact the reason the Mayor of this dreary little settlement is paying your primary wage for this job is because he already answers to me to a degree. So it’s only a matter of time before I usurp his control entirely once I’m handed a proper title of dominion that is so rightfully mine.”
Pressing a hoof into his lapels once again Prince Blueblood dragged his words slightly, ensuring that everyone in the room would have to hear and let the realization of his office properly sink in.
“But as before, Mr. Bee is quite correct. We’re not here to talk about the authority and power of my station, because if we were none of you would be involved in the discussion. You are here to do a job. One I am frankly offer too much for. You can either choose to do it or walk away bitless, into the frozen grips of winter. I’ve already told you where to go.”
Location: Outside Bellbrooke, through woods and at Bearing Lake
Mentions: @Polaris North
Falling heard the voice behind her just as her pipe met the rotted wood of the door. Despite knowing the presence behind her wasn’t just in her head she did her best to ignore it entirely. She struck fruitlessly at the door, each word of the stranger’s voice disrupting the sense of joy and excitement that flooded through her seemingly moments before. It barely seemed like a few minutes had past since she escaped from the school and found a place of her own to properly explore. Hearing someone’s voice, feeling their presence in what Falling already felt was supposed to be her special place irritated her to know end.
Barely listening as Lightning spoke Falling grit her teeth, missing his words and damning his presence as she continued to crack at the door with her frigid pipe. Eventually what little patience she had evaporated under the strain and she stopped, spinning in place on the snow covered steps of the church to face the stranger.
“Listen you loudmouthed-”
Falling barely began to speak when she saw the glow of magic between the green eyed stranger’s heads and saw it surge forward. Without thinking Falling threw herself over the handrail of the stairs, dropping into the withered hedges up against the side of the church as the door exploded. Though the force was not large, it did not need to be large to blow a chest sized hole in the feted wood and snap the doors clean off their rust eaten hinges.
One door rocketed into the dark church while the other was flung sideways, snapping the left hand guard rail of the front steps before crashing into the snow laden front yard.
Breathing heavily, shaken by the sound of the explosion, Falling pulled herself out of the dead hedges and glared at the green eyed stranger.
“Just piss off you spark throwing jerk off! This is my stake and I found it first.”
Falling grit her teeth, brandishing her pipe at the stranger still some number of steps away as she walked back up the front stairs towards the newly 'opened' doors.
