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"A pleasure meeting you too, Mr. Turn Table." She says, bowing her head ever so slightly. "Oh, you own a club? Well, I've never been one to turn down a singing engagement." She fishes around in her bag and pulls out a card, handing it to him. "Here, feel free to contact my manager. You and him can probably work something out, and set a date." Behind her, she hears the soft peal of a bell; a patient was calling for the nurse. "Oh, well, I must go take care of that patient. Again, nice meeting you!" She says cheerfully, turning and heading quickly down the ward to the patient; she had felt a little unnerved by the forwardness of Turn Table, and was eager to retreat to her duties. Jazz siren though she was, she was still a very shy mare when it came to dealing with stallions.

Crystal blinks in surprise, not expecting to receive an invitation to lunch. She quickly retracts her wing from the hug, blushing slightly herself. She was definitely flattered, and was no stranger to receiving invitations from stallions. That being said, she was merely being kind to Turn Table, her attentions were merely platonic. "Oh! Uh...Mr. Turn Table...I...I'm flattered, really, b-but...I just started my shift an hour ago, and it lasts almost all day. And it's my last shift to boot, so I want to be sure to leave on a high note by putting in a lot of work. And by the time I'm done, I'll be pretty beat. It's not easy being a nurse, you know." She says as gently as she can, not wanting to hurt his feelings. "Anyhow, you're beat, go home and sleep, silly."

"Well, if you're going, then just be very careful with your wing." She called after Tempest as she left. "I'll let the nurses know you and Ms. Starburst have left." Realizing that Turn Table was standing aghast beside her, she turned to address him. "Well, Mr. Turn Table, you did a nice thing for them, but it seems Starburst must be suffering from some trauma; the moment she saw you, she bolted. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she has a problem with stallions...but I'm by no means any expert on psychology, I'm just a jazz singer." She giggles gently. "Don't feel too bad about it, your heart was in the right place." As she says this, she throws a wing around him and gives him a hug. "Now, go on home and sleep in your own bed, you are sorely in need of rest."

Haven't really read Bradbury, except for the first 40 pages or so of Fahrenheit 451 (which I just could not get through at all). I'm not sure if it was just /that/ book, or perhaps his writing style, but something tells me I'm not a fan. Also, is your avatar a cartoony version of Tarkus? EMERSON, LAKE AND PALMER FTW. 8D

300 pages in one day is pretty good. I've only done that once or twice before.

'Imaginary Companions and the Children Who Create Them' by Marjorie Taylor & 'Young Samurai: The Way of the Warrior' by Chris Bradford.

Crystal continued singing gently, and as she did so, she watched Starburst burst into a panicked wakeful state, no doubt due to a bad dream. Concerned, she made her way over to check on her, and by the time she approached, Starburst had already roused the pegasus in the bed next to her. "Oh, how are you two feeling?" She asks in a soft voice. "Is there anything I can help with? I am here to tend to your...oh! Hold on, Mr. Turn Table wanted to see you." She hurries over to the cot, gently nudging his shoulder. "Mister Turn Table, your mare friends are awake now, if you want to speak to them."

Crystal, summoned by the weary Turn Table, fetched a simple cot for him to lie on. She set it up as quietly as she could, not wanting to wake the two mares placed in her charge. Taking a few weeks off from her singing, she had decided to volunteer at the hospital; she knew her gentle nature to be perfect for nursing. She had now been there for two weeks, and, while it hadn't been easy, it had been very rewarding. Easing the stallion onto his cot, she spoke softly. "That's a lovely thing you did for those two mares, I am sure they'll appreciate it." It was the quiet hours of early morning, and most if not all of the patients were still fast asleep, resting and fighting their illnesses and injuries. She sat off to the side, watching Turn Table desperately fight off sleep, only to finally succumb and doze off. She, on the other hand, was wide awake, having just started her volunteer shift. In another few weeks she would be back to her day job, crooning and belting out smooth, jazzy tunes. The patients had immediately taken a shine to her, partly because of how gentle she was, but also partly due to the fact that she would sing for them; the power of music was not lost on these poor ponies, as her singing helped to soothe and sedate restless and delirious patients. Even now, she couldn't restrain herself from singing, and she sang one of her favourites, 'Dream a Little Dream of Me', although she kept the volume of her voice to a minimal level, not wishing to wake any of her charges.

Name: Crystal Chorus Sex: Female Age: Young Mare Species: Pegasus Coat Color: Mint green Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Anakiwa and Malibu blue mane and tail. Mane and tail are both long and full of volume. Eye Color: Teal eyes Cutie Mark: Blue crystal with a sharp marker, a beamed eighth note couplet and a quarter note in front. Physique:Tall and slender. Wears a leaf green cape and bow, as well as a silver anklet and Malibu blue shoes. Origin: Cloudsdale Roleplay Type: Mane Roleplay Occupation: Jazz singer Motivation: To swell the hearts of her listeners with emotion as she sings Character Summary: Born the third and youngest child to a rich pegasi couple, Crystal, though not unloved, was mostly ignored and left to her own devices; the majority of their attention went to her older brother, the family heir. Starving for more love and attention, and eager to find out her lot in life, she began to dabble in things not entirely fitting for the daughter of a well-to-do family. She tried painting, but only succeeded in making a mess. She tried running, but found she tired out too easily. She tried comedy, but her jokes just fell flat. Crystal was beginning to think she'd never figure out what she'd do with her life, that is until one day when she accompanied her mother to a recital of classical music. Listening to the swelling sound of the strings, she found herself caught up in the music, and before she knew it, she was singing wordlessly along with the music. Her mother was immediately amazed, saying that she had 'a lovely, delicate voice', and, with a cry of astonishment, pointed to her daughter's flank: her cutie mark had appeared, a delicate blue crystal sitting behind a sharp note marker, a beamed eighth note couplet and a quarter note. Strengthened by both her cutie mark and her mother's commendation, she began to seek out other types of music to listen to, and discovered that she really loved the sound of jazz. Though she loved to sing in just about any style, she found herself drawn to singing jazz. Hearing her new found repertoire, her mother, more supportive than her father, helped her along, allowing her to meet one of her idols, Equestria James, and also helping her to audition in various locations throughout Cloudsdale. Ever since then, she has slowly been growing in popularity, her name straying from Cloudsdale to all corners of Equestria. Now backed by her own jazz band, Crystal performs a mixture of old standbys as well as her own original material. ---------- Reference picture made with a combination of General Zoi's Pony Creator as well as the excellent vectoring skills of Starburst. :3

Ginger, that was lovely, both the quote and the picture. And Artax, I am very sorry to hear about your sister...I've no idea what it is like to lose a /close/ family member...your heart must be broken in twain right now...weep as much as you need to. Ecclesiastes 7:2 - "Better is it to go to the house of mourning than to go to the banquet house, because that is the end of all mankind; and the one alive should take [it] to his heart."

And then Friendship is Magic becomes Charlie Brown. XD "Wa wa waaa." "Yes, ma'am."

I never notice these things either. I'm not Sherlock Hooves, damn it!

The CMC are ok I guess. The only one I really like is Scootaloo, and that's because she's both a pegasus and a Rainbow Dash wannabe. :3 I do hope they all get their cutie marks soon and stop being the crusaders. DX

It's love to have another pony with us. Welcome! *gryphon-glomps* RP is a very fun thing to do. Really, a lot of it comes down to a mixture of writing and social skills. If you're a half decent writer (and I don't necessarily mean a story writer, just being able to write things well in general), and you can interact well with others, then RP should be no problem. Like anything, it all comes down to jumping in and giving it a try. But like the others have said, it's not a requisite thing for this site. Just make yourself at home and chat with us. :3

You and I are quite alike. We both have wide tastes in music, and love reading. I CAN COUNT TO BOOKS. 8D Twilight Sparkle foreverrrrrr! Oh, and welcome to the forums! I hope you get used to our rhythm soon enough. :3

I'll say. She worms her way into your heart and stuffs it full of sugary sweets.

Hello Lilia! It was nice talking with you in the chat, and I hope to talk with you some more! Welcome to our forums! Good to have you with us. Btw, I love your avatar. I take it that's your character, Lilia? She looks very pretty!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Me? Normal? Far from it, my friend. Far from it.

Welcome, FIM Fan! Always nice to have a new brony! I, personally, have to watch episodes in order. I started at #1 and worked my way up.

Lol, I've never heard of anyone going to sleep with their legs crossed before. XD Oh, and I like your mane, btw. It's lovely. :3