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- she had managed to make a couple fresh batches of butterscotch cupcakes, placing them behind the glass counter and the display stand before taking a breif break to look at a couple of order tickets. she had already made a variety of sweets a couple of days ago- including yesterday and the other day. she moved a hoof through her now braided mane, making sure that any rouge hairs were tucked back into her hairnet, organizing tickets by complete and incomplete...which was only a few incomplete orders...which she can get done with ease if she managed her time more.
calliope's ears twitched as the bell above the door notified her of a customer. she turned her head towards the door and beamed, smiling at a pony that she has never quite met before, "good morning and welcome to calliope sweets- or if you are here for weaver's tapestries, then her shop is just up those flight of stairs," she smiled as she used her hoof to point over towards the spiraling staircase that led to her sister's shop. maybe they need a sign or something that will draw attention to her sister's shop more, but that was something to be discussed later.
"you are welcome either way, feel free to ask any questions if you have any."
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β¦πerlin|| cassiopeia || male || he/him || 60|| unicorn || || t {nova} ||
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- merlin nodded a little when they seemed to have the same issue that he had with big crowds- but honestly he wasn't sure about smaller crowds. sure, he lived with two others- but that was different. merlin decided not to voice his opinion on that. the unicorn swished his tail back and forth as he listened to the other pony's ramblings- and their projected idea for thier project.
"well its a form of art nonetheless- just literal literary arts," he mumbled, thinking for a moment before glancing at them when he had mentioned a first book. "a novel you say? you haven't tried to self-publish it?" he asked, curious- though his tone betrayed him. "or is it already published?". merlin took this pause to slow his pace and looked around, making sure that they weren't anywhere near the city before looking back at nova when they went on, thinking about a visual novel or a book for young ponies. "mm, well, i unfortunatly don't have any helpful input for you there. i guess its what you are drawn to."
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βπpider Weaver || lepus || female || she/her || 23|| earth pony || || t {xxx} ||
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- when they arrived at their shop, she quickly retreated upstairs to her shop, thanking her sister as she had brought a little something for her to quell her hunger until lunch. maybe that is when they should drop buy that little magic shop? something to think about- and maybe mention to their father when they return home. surely he'd be interested in something like that?...probably, probably not.
she smiled a little before opening up the balcony doors to let a little air and sun in this gloomy room. she decided to step out to refresh her brain- clearing the cobwebs out before returning back to her work area- moving across the floor to collect the cobwebs that were gathering in the corners of her shop- and that was when her little spider friend crawled out of her bag and out in the open- more than likely to spin another web. spider weaver greeted milton with a wave- and it waved back before disappearing somewhere in the room. she giggled a little before humming a tune as she got her loom set up for the day.
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βπiolet Twist|| female || she/her || 20|| bat-pony || || t {Berry Sorbet, Cherry Ice} ||
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- violet couldn't help but be thrown into a fit of laughter when the two sibilings bickered. there was nothing like a sibilings quarrel- it was friendly enough to where she didn't have to worry. although she glanced over at cherry ice as she confirmed on who she was. "well, its nice to finally meet you cherry ice, i'm violet twist, but violet is fine." shee giggled a little adjusting her glasses a little. she didn't have any sibilings herself, but who knows- its been awhile since she was in contact with her parents- let alone home.