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mylittlejamjar2015-03-17 02:53 am
weaponizedgems) wrote in mylittlejamjar2015-03-17 02:53 am
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17th Gem [Visual]
[It's the middle of the night with the moon high in the sky when a scroll flutters open to show an other worldly display. Rarity was in the middle of the courtyard at Zetta's castle balanced on her back hooves with her eyes closed. Her horn was surrounded by a soft glow as all fourteen gems of her sword floating around her and shedding their own pale blue glow.
She remains frozen like that for several seconds before suddenly twisting about and throwing a hoof out. Her gems lashed out, slicing through a dummy at the far end as she moved about the courtyard as she went through quite the work out with her sword, shattering and reforming it in as she moved and fought imaginary opponents or destroyed training dummies.
By the time she finishes, Rarity is short on breath, sweaty and surrounded by several severely broken training dummies littering the ground. After shaking out her mane, she finally realizes that her scroll is open. She sighs softly and rolls it up. Once she's composed and not so dirty, she unrolls it again and regards her scroll.]
....I shall be available if anypony wishes a sparring partner.
[She may look collected now, but the damage behind her portrays a different story all together. She's not happy about what happen. It frustrates her, scares her and over all worries Rarity. Especially since... There were reason's the trip unnerved Rarity a little. It may have hit a little too close to home for her.
The scroll closes moments later with her turning away and calling her gems back to her.]
She remains frozen like that for several seconds before suddenly twisting about and throwing a hoof out. Her gems lashed out, slicing through a dummy at the far end as she moved about the courtyard as she went through quite the work out with her sword, shattering and reforming it in as she moved and fought imaginary opponents or destroyed training dummies.
By the time she finishes, Rarity is short on breath, sweaty and surrounded by several severely broken training dummies littering the ground. After shaking out her mane, she finally realizes that her scroll is open. She sighs softly and rolls it up. Once she's composed and not so dirty, she unrolls it again and regards her scroll.]
....I shall be available if anypony wishes a sparring partner.
[She may look collected now, but the damage behind her portrays a different story all together. She's not happy about what happen. It frustrates her, scares her and over all worries Rarity. Especially since... There were reason's the trip unnerved Rarity a little. It may have hit a little too close to home for her.
The scroll closes moments later with her turning away and calling her gems back to her.]
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Maybe. Lets pick one and start there and see what happens.
[Well, she wasn't telling him no...]
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