Voicetesting, My Little Pony, High Fantasy AU, heading for My Little Jamjar!

[wizardofharmony]

My dear Mundane,

Wouldst thou truly add another source of distraction when thou'rt so eminently distractible as - why, as I am?

I cannot say that the world thou wouldst send me to holds no interest to me. The Gate of Reflected Worlds has always held a particular fascination with me - the idea of speaking with of other creatures with the reason and hearts of human beings, of LEARNING their ways and their magics truly tempts, my Mundane. And I would travel between the distant shores reflected in the Gate's argent door.

But the time is not ripe. There is much work to be done, so much chaos you've yet to organize and make harmonious... Thou dost claim that thy formal studies for this year are almost complete and as such thou'st more time to spend, and this is true; but we both know full well that 'almost' is not 'is.'

And I've my own matters to attend to among my newest sisters. Important ones. Such as Dianoxia's imminent return, portending the world plunging into night eternal. And the evil men and women in hoods chanting "Sol nunquam resurgere, sol nunquam resurgere, Nox aeternal gloriosa" without respite. Dost thou remember that, o slack-brained butter crock? Thou shouldst know that very well, given how extensively thou'st written on it!

Madre del Sol y dela Luna. I apologize; I did not intend to insult thee. I fear that I am falling into panic, and beg thy pardon. Still, you must understand the enormity of my quest, by Megan's Horn.

Attend to thy duties and I shall attend to mine.

In all Honesty, under the light of the Sun and the Moon,

Lucia Bolido, the Sparkle in Twilight; Journeyman of the Arts of Wizardry, in this year 999 Anno Caelestian.

Comments

[magicalrealist]

It's a lot better than the previous one I was in and the others I've heard about. Some of the offworlders there are even better off there. It's...a place of respite.

(Whether or not it's a place of respite for this unicorn, however, remains to be seen. The hesitance in her speech leans towards no.)

[wizardofharmony]

[And she picks up on that. Lucia even crouches next to her diminutive equine reflection, with what she hopes is a sympathetic expression and headtilt]

Respite, but not for you?

[magicalrealist]

(Twilight's ears droop as she looks away.)

...Not exactly. It's not their fault; I'm just...dealing with a lot of personal issues that I can't fix on my own.

(She looks back to face Lucia.)

You're familiar with the multiverse, right?

Sorry this took so long, it's post-o-clock at MLJJ and I was tagging there

[wizardofharmony]

I have studied much of that theory, yes. It's critical to the way that summonings and banishings are taught on my world, and I was going to do study of the Gate of- ehrm. A known portal to another world.

...I take it you are not native to the particular jar of jam I am heading for.

That's okay; I'm a slow tagger, so I don't mind.

[magicalrealist]

(She shakes her head.)

The native Twilight became an alicorn.

[wizardofharmony]

And royalty thereby... That world's Twilight and I have spoken, and much of what she said is explained. Megan's horn and wings, I'm sorry.

...oh Kindness keep me, that was not the best oath to swear to thee just then.

[magicalrealist]

No no, it's fine.

...You know, the wings, the crown and the implications of both don't bother me that much anymore. It's just...to me, that life could've been me, you know? Had it not been for Mayfield, that could've been me standing there. Forget the crown and the wings; I'm just talking about the fact that her life proceeded normally and mine could've been normal...but it's too late for that. My life is too far separate from hers to be the same, so seeing her and being around her is just a reminder of something I can no longer have: a normal life.

(She sighs.)

I'm sorry; I didn't mean to bombard you with all of this.

[wizardofharmony]

[Mayfield. That's a name to keep in mind, and to ask discreet questions about... later.]

I can tell that thou hast faced much by thy demeanor alone. And by thy melancholy... no, never think it an imposition, Twilight. Consider it Generosity, the gift of knowledge. All Twilight's, in all worlds have a great thirst for it. Even the ones on two legs.

[Perhaps the particular emphasis Lucia places on the names of the Elements seems odd. Then again, perhaps not.]

Our paths in time are fixed, and flow downhill. Willst thou look back on the river as you are swept away... or forward, to swim?

[She smiles, and shakes her head.] Although I am hardly in a position to judge that. In Honesty, Learning to swim was a hard lesson for me.

[magicalrealist]

(Odd as it may be, it helps cement the idea into the unicorn's head, so she has no complaints. She smiles lightly and nods.)

For me, it's keeping my head up the entire time. Sometimes I get so focused on moving forward that I forget to breathe.