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mayfield_rpg2012-07-11 11:59 pm
suicidoll) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-07-11 11:59 pm
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9th Tea Party: Princess Perseverence
Action: Outside 7135 Brooks; for Rarity
(It was over...that terrible nightmare was finally over. Five hellish days of needless death, starvation and suffering were finally over. Somehow, despite her incredible recklessness, Kreutzer survived all of it, just like she told Rarity she would. She debated whether or not she should go home and clean herself up or go straight to the unicorn's house, but subconsciously, the girl found her way outside the household. Kreutzer looked awful; her face looked exhausted, her clothes torn, most of the blood on her wasn't even hers, she still needs food and sleep seemed like a luxury at this point.)
Rarity...Rarity...
(It was a poor attempt to call for her, but an attempt nonetheless. The fifth day's grand escape left her especially weak, particularly through the lack of water in her system. The dizziness was far too much for her to handle; Kreutzer collapsed right then and there, forcing a grip around her consciousness and refusing to let things end like this. Not now...not when she was so close...)
Phone; after a good part of her recovery
I want to believe that something useful came out of that travesty, but I highly doubt it. All that went on was suffering...just suffering. I hope everyone else had better luck there than I did, because as it stands, I'm under the idea that this entire carnival was just another trap to catch everyone in.
(It was over...that terrible nightmare was finally over. Five hellish days of needless death, starvation and suffering were finally over. Somehow, despite her incredible recklessness, Kreutzer survived all of it, just like she told Rarity she would. She debated whether or not she should go home and clean herself up or go straight to the unicorn's house, but subconsciously, the girl found her way outside the household. Kreutzer looked awful; her face looked exhausted, her clothes torn, most of the blood on her wasn't even hers, she still needs food and sleep seemed like a luxury at this point.)
Rarity...Rarity...
(It was a poor attempt to call for her, but an attempt nonetheless. The fifth day's grand escape left her especially weak, particularly through the lack of water in her system. The dizziness was far too much for her to handle; Kreutzer collapsed right then and there, forcing a grip around her consciousness and refusing to let things end like this. Not now...not when she was so close...)
Phone; after a good part of her recovery
I want to believe that something useful came out of that travesty, but I highly doubt it. All that went on was suffering...just suffering. I hope everyone else had better luck there than I did, because as it stands, I'm under the idea that this entire carnival was just another trap to catch everyone in.
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(Kreutzer's visibly relieved at all of this. Her eyelids grow heavy by the time she finishes her tea and decided to try getting some rest, laying down on the couch. She felt so comfortable and at ease that she could probably manage that.)
Thank you so much, Rarity...for everything...
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[Rarity smiles back at Kreutzer, lifting a hoof to gently stroke at her hair as she drifts off.]
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(Kreutzer smiles weakly as she slowly falls into slumber. After five long, grueling days, sleep came to her easily and peacefully. With Rarity so close by, she felt as if she didn't have to worry about anything else...that she could rest and everything would be just fine...)
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