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  1. Rawkus
    "It's really great to see a pony with such a blatant passion for music," she began, then whipped around in surprise when she heard the other mare in the shop. She had completely forgotten that they weren't alone here. She sighed at her own stupidity and then grinned at the other pony- Until something stirred inside her. Had she met this pony somewhere before? [colour=#6666ff]"Find something you like? Wait, hold on, you seem sort of familiar,"[/colour] she says, her ears perked in curiosity.
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    Pickheart and Rawkus look at each other, then at the other two. [colour=#6666ff]"What's so funny?"[/colour] Rawkus remands, her wings flaring out defensively.
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    Rawkus grins a little. [colour=#6666ff]"Well, that's encouraging, I guess,"[/colour] she looks pointedly at Pickheart, who's taken out his guitar, and tuning tuning it by ear. He looks up, his tongue between his teeth. [colour=#000080]"Eh? Oh, sorry am I annoying you?"[/colour] Rawkus snickers and rolls her eyes. [colour=#6666ff]"Nah."[/colour]
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    Rawkus flushes, but nods carefully. "There's no harm in trying something new, is there?" she says, finally lifting her head and looking at Retro. She studies him for a moment and then starts to look around the store, her eyes lingering on the brightly coloured posters. [colour=#6666ff]"And you own this place too?"[/colour] she murmurs, more to herself than him.
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    Rawkus starts to preen at her wing; she's beginning to become bored with the idle conversation. Pickheart, however looks at Thunderbolt. [colour=#000080]"I'm sorry, we must be keeping you from doing something important," [/colour]he apologizes quietly, his ears going back a little bit[colour=#000080]. "Don't let us take away from your day either,"[/colour] he says to Delilah.[colour=#000080] "I'm sure you have more to do than entertain a couple of amateur musicians."[/colour]
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    Rawkus doesn't take her eyes off the record collection as she replies to him. [colour=#6666ff]"I sing in a .. Well, not a band exactly, but we're hoping to make it big. I'm in a duo with my friend. He writes most of our stuff and plays it,"[/colour] she explains quietly, ignoring the tinkle of the chime. She moves her wing a little to show him her cutie mark, which is a black bass clef made of barbed wire.[colour=#6666ff] "It's always great to find a pony that's interested in music,"[/colour] she grins a little, only half-aware that there was another pony in the shop.
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    Rawkus snickers and leans over to Pickheart again. [colour=#6666ff]"Do they remind you of anyone?"[/colour] she says, smiling cheekily. Pickheart looks confused for a minute and then laughs along with the other two. [colour=#000080]"Yes, I suppose you two are a lot like us two. Rawkus and I, that is. We always get asked that question too,[/colour]" he says, with a slight smile and a glance to his companions.
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    Rawkus watched interested at which records he picked out, and noted his expressions as he did so. [colour=#6666ff]"So you're like me then,"[/colour] she found herself saying, grinning cheekily.[colour=#6666ff] "Not partial to a particular artist. Huh, thought that was just me being picky,"[/colour] she snickers at herself before turning back to him. [colour=#6666ff]"I'm Rawkus."[/colour] Rawkus had to admit, he wasn't annoying her like store clerks usually do, so she didn't feel at all out of place chatting to him. [colour=#6666ff]"You make your own stuff by any chance?"[/colour] she risks a sly glance at him to gauge his reaction. She shrugs a little. [colour=#6666ff]"Just that, you sorta look like a musician."[/colour] she sticks her tongue out playfully.
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    Rawkus rolls her eyes and lifts her hoof. [colour=#6666ff]"You know,"[/colour] she says, leaning over to Pickheart and nuzzling him on his cheek and batting her eyelids at him, causing him to flush and pound his forehooves uneasily. [colour=#6666ff]"an item."[/colour] Rawkus giggles, leaning away from Pickheart and flicking her tail mischievously. [colour=#000080]"I think she's trying to ask if you two are ... Together or not,"[/colour] Pickheart explains, rolling his eyes.
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    Pickheart nods as Delilah speaks. He pauses to digest this information and then smiles. [colour=#000080]"It seems strange to imagine you as shy," [/colour]he says thoughtfully[colour=#000080]. "But then, I suppose I've only just met you,"[/colour] he laughs, and Rawkus flutters over. [colour=#6666ff]"That's pretty cute,"[/colour] she says, nodding along with Pickheart. [colour=#6666ff]"So you two are like, an item?"[/colour]
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    Rawkus jumped at the sound of a mystery voice, but upon turning around, she notices the clerk, and nods stiffly. She doesn't usually like accepting help from store clerks but this guy looks like he could know his stuff. However, she returns his smile genuinely and then turns back to the Rock section she had intended on browsing. She wasn't planning on speaking, but somehow the sentence just tumbled from her mouth. [colour=#6666ff]"So, uh, who's your favourite? Artist, I mean," [/colour]she asks, not turning around to look at him as she speaks.
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    Pickheart chuckles and nods. [colour=#000080]"Who else?"[/colour] he teases them, and flicks his tail in amusement.
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    Rawkus watches him go, and when he comes back, her eyes widen and she gasps loudly. [colour=#6666ff]"Really? For me?"[/colour] She cradles the goggles close to her chest in case he changes his minds and flaps her wings excitedly.[colour=#6666ff] "Wow, thank you so much!"[/colour] she cries, grinning widely around at Pickheart who grins back. Rawkus begins to study the glasses and Pickheart turns to the other too. [colour=#000080]"So how long have you two known each other?" [/colour]he says, making polite conversation.
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    Rawkus stared at him, awestruck and then launched herself into the air so she buzzed around their heads. [colour=#6666ff]"That was awesome! You were all like - " [/colour]she demonstrates, spinning around, and then claps her hooves together to recreate the boom of the firework. [colour=#6666ff]"Wow." [/colour] she says, as her eyes catch the last fireworks fading[colour=#6666ff]. "I could get used to my name in lights," [/colour]she blushes. Pickheart chuckles at this friend.[colour=#000080] "It was certainly impressive. Well done! Its no wonder you're part of the team."[/colour]
  15. Rawkus
    Rawkus wasn't planning on going into any more stores, but when she saw the clean shop face of the record store, she felt suddenly drawn. Being an amateur musician, she tried to learn as much as she could about music, and today was no different. She knew she'd regret being late home afterwards, but for now, she didn't care. She pushed open the door and looked up in shock as a bell tinkled, alerting the clerk to her arrival. Scowling a little, she walks in anyway, a content feeling washing over her as she familiarized herself with the layout of the store. She didn't even notice the pony behind the counter.
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    Rawkus' head whips up sharply and she nods enthusiastically, her eye sparkling. Pickheart rolls his eyes at her, but grins, and then nods too. [colour=#6666ff]"Aww yeah!"[/colour] Rawkus shouts, her wings flaring out in excitement. [colour=#000080]"Sure,"[/colour] Pickheart says, grinning.
  17. Rawkus
    Rawkus and Pickheart share a look, and then smile. They sit down together and watch the two friends, chuckling slightly at their antics. Rawkus' is glued to the paper that Thunderbolt gave her, and she hums tunelessly as she does so.
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    Rawkus looks at Thunderbolt and nods, her ears flattening against her head. For once she was quiet. Pickheart snickers at her. [colour=#000080]"She's a bit starstruck sorry,"[/colour] he teases his friend, and then nudges Delilah, smirking. Rawkus blushes furiously and takes the paper from Thunderbolt. [colour=#3399ff]"I'm not starstruck I'm just ... Tired from that trick," [/colour]she growls at Pickheart and he rolls his eyes.
  19. Rawkus
    Rawkus riles herself for this moment; she's ready to impress the Wonderbolts. She knows she'll never be good enough but even having this opportunity is too perfect to miss. She speeds up into the air, and then starts into a dive. She pulls out of the dive about an inch from the grassy park ground, and then lands and walks over to Pickheart, as if she hadn't just risked her life for a daredevil stunt. [colour=#000080]"You didn't even break a sweat,"[/colour][colour=#000080] [/colour]Pickheart says uneasily, untangeling himself from Delilah, but still pressing against her. He is [colour=#000080] [/colour]suddenly intimidated by the famous ponies scatted throughout the park, and needs her support.
  20. Rawkus
    Rawkus freezes mid air, watching them, and she narrows her eyes, accepting her challenge. She speeds forward, pumping her wings until she's outstripped the other two, and then loops around them, engulfing them in her blue streak of momentum. Pickheart yelps in shock as he sees her zoom by, and then laughs at himself, clutching onto Delilah tightly. [colour=#000080]"Wow!"[/colour]
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    Rawkus grins. [colour=#3399ff]"Now this is what I'm talkin' about!"[/colour] she says, looping around the other two and bursting forward. Her hyperactivity was catching, and Pickheart soon recovered from the shock of being lifted into the air, and is now chuckling loudly. [colour=#000080]"Aw, this is awesome!"[/colour] he yells, snickering at himself.
  22. Rawkus
    Pickheart's eyes widen in shock, and for the first time, his blush is more than visible on him. Rawkus snickers from the distance and he glances over at her, as though asking her what to do. She snickers more, and he turns back to Delilah. [colour=#000080]"Uh - Okay, um- I. Yeah, sure, lets ... Lets go,"[/colour] he stammers. Rawkus is beating her wings impatiently as she waits for the two to lead the way.
  23. Rawkus
    Rawkus jumps up, grinning and canters out of the restaurant, not bothering to wait for the other to. Pickheart rolls his eyes at her and smirks at Delilah. He pulls a few bits out of his saddlebag and throws it on the table as a tip, then presses himself to Delilah, matching his steps to hers as he leads her outside of the restaurant. [colour=#000080]"So where is this thing on? The park?"[/colour] Pickheart says doubtfully, trying to figure out where the Wonderbolts would meet in a big city like this.
  24. Rawkus
    He shakes his head and grins down at her, his nose wrinkled as he laughs a little. [colour=#000080]"Nah, it's not as tasty when I'm allowed have some!"[/colour] he jokes and continues to sip his water. Rawkus politely looks the other way and taps on the table with her hooves with a tuneless beat. Pickheart stretches a little, being careful not to dislodge Delilah. He likes how warm her body is against his, and he nuzzles her mane playfully before downing the rest of the water.
  25. Rawkus
    Rawkus' eyes narrow as she peers at the two, as if she's trying to figure something out, but then a moment later she breaks out into a genuine grin and sips her tea, while Pickheart levitates his own drink, and sips it. [colour=#000080]"Hey that looks tasty,"[/colour] he says, nodding to the cupcake. He looks at Delilah for a moment, a hint of a blush on his pelt, before leaning down and taking a small bite from the treat, snickering a little as he did. [colour=#000080]"Mmm!"[/colour]
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