this c i t y ; mlp:fim roleplay ;; open

[Saxhleel]

Ceylon sighed to himself as he sat outside on the pavement beside his shop, he wanted to head out and get himself something to eat, perhaps a nice cup of tea from a cafe nearby. But he couldn't, if he didn't wait here for his deliveries they could come when he wasn't here, then he'd have to wait longer and he just wanted to open up his shop and start making some money for himself, he had enough to stay for maybe a couple of weeks with no business, but he'd feel much better if he could start up right away.

[iWonder]

Yo-Yo looked down, realizing she was having trouble recognizing him. "I-I'll just..." he stuttered, backing away slowly. His cheeks burned, Well that back fired. he thought, trying to trot away the awkwardness as he left. He passed a pony who looked like he was waiting for something. Then he continued on, turning and walking into the doughnut shop.

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Mirth glanced at Yo-Yo, then returned her eyes to the sidewalk. She had a couple doughnuts in a brown paper bag, steaming hot. The reason why, of course was because she felt bad about the mix up at the BookShop.
She eventually found it again, he timidly walked up to the pony sitting out front and carefully put the bag at his hooves.
She drooped her ears and sat down on the warm pavement, "Sorry about the mix up earlier." she apologized, gesturing to the bag with her left hoof.
"I got you some doughnuts to mKe it up to you."

[•Carina•]

Reverent was glad to have gotten it across, not only that but even a suspected date for Ceylon to be open. Reverent had gone on her way now, and actually happened to be hungry. The many places around all sounded alright with surely nothing like Crystal Salad. The idea had made her even more hungry, and so she stopped in a sandwich shop a ways down from where she had been. A simple daisy sandwich seemed just right for now.

[twilight sparkle]

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current state;;
mood- nervous
location- the cookie shoppe
occupation- ordering cookies
crush- macadamia

★ everglade ★
A small bell chimed as Ever walked into the cookie shoppe, and a sweet smell of cinnamon wafted at her nose. The air was warm, contrasting the cool breeze which had been blowing outside and ruffling her already untidy mane into an absolute mess. There she is... Ever thought, her heartbeat quickening with each step she took towards the counter. This wasn't exactly unlike her to fall this head over heels for a mare, but Mac had her feeling like jello even when her back was turned away from Ever. "Eh, hello? Can I order a cookie?" she asked cautiously, though she was not a gentle pony by any means. But, she had found, there was little she liked less than startling the baker--who she had learned previously squeaked much like a mouse when Ever had boldly charged through the door the day of their first meeting. It was in that moment that Ever had made it her mission to date her, throwing cation to the wind that Mac (as Ever called her in her head) a) liked mares b) liked stupid reckless mares and c) was willing to put up with Ever's nonsense for longer than five minutes.

[sapiosexual]

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"Macadamia"
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doing;; baking
mood;; flustered
location;; her cookie shoppe
tagged;; everglade

Macadamia was never a social pony; she preferred the confines of her shoppe, where she got a decent amount of customers. It was a little hard running it by herself, seeing as her elderly parents had gone to live all the way in Trottingham and left the shoppe in her care. But it was worth it- she loved baking, especially cookies. The warmth of the oven and the sweet smell flowed throughout the entire shop. A ding then rang through the little cafe, signaling that the cookies were done. As she was pulling the steamy cookies from the oven, she heard the door ding, and she then set the tray on the counter. She turned to see how it was, and her face heated up with the sight. "Oh- uhh, yeah of course!! Ehehehe, uhhh.. what kind did you, uh.. want? I mean I just finished some sugar cookies that are about to be iced, and I have some brownies on the way, but if you want another kind of cookie-" she stuttered, knocking her hooves against the table. Goodness gracious Macadamia, she scolded herself, why do you have to be such an awkward ditz?


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[oh my no]

Recap?)

[Saxhleel]

Ceylon sighed as he pushed his glasses along his nose to stop the sunlight glaring from them in too menacing a manner. He then slowly rose to his hooves and began to slowly walk the street, never straying too far from his shop, just checking out the surrounding buildings, reading over the signs of his neighboring businesses, looking up at them in something of an awe, they truly did dwarf his little cave of knowledge and he'd be lucky if he was even noticed at all. But he had always been the quiet colt, the awkward adult in the scarf so he'd be lying if said he wasn't used to it.

[•Carina•]

Reverent was enjoying her daisy sandwich in the wonderous little sandwich shop she found. It didn't take long for her make it disappear, and for her to make her back out into the city. For it had to offer there really wasn't much here, at least that's the way she saw it. She decided it would be a good time as any to go see what special event were going on around the city. Certainly they announced, or had that sort of thing up somewhere, right?

[oh my no]

Recap?)

[iWonder]

Yo-Yo looked down, realizing she was having trouble recognizing him. "I-I'll just..." he stuttered, backing away slowly. His cheeks burned, Well that back fired. he thought, trying to trot away the awkwardness as he left. He passed a pony who looked like he was waiting for something. Then he continued on, turning and walking into the doughnut shop.

----0----

Mirth glanced at Yo-Yo, then returned her eyes to the sidewalk. She had a couple doughnuts in a brown paper bag, steaming hot. The reason why, of course was because she felt bad about the mix up at the BookShop.
She eventually found it again, she timidly walked up to the pony sitting out front and carefully put the bag at his hooves.
She drooped her ears and sat down on the warm pavement, "Sorry about the mix up earlier." she apologized, gesturing to the bag with her left hoof.
"I got you some doughnuts to mKe it up to you."