Unknown Frontier
My Little Pony Roleplay => Portal to Canterlot High => Community Stories => Areas Near Canterlot High School => Topic started by: Nivalia on July 29, 2016, 03:23:11 pm
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"Alright, well I got a place I wanna check outhe. It's not to far, so we'll be there soon after we drop off my brother. Speaking of which..." The wheels slow down as Canterlot High appears. The jeep pulls up against the curb, coming to a stop as the passenger side door opens.
"Ok you two, try to stay out of trouble." Foxtrot says as he slings over his backpack. "I'll let you know of any homework or projects you'll be missing out on Niv."
"Thanks Fox. Good luck in there."
With a casual salute, he departs to the front doors, eager to start the day. Nivalia then resumes driving and heads to the highway.
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*Tinder follows close behind the two they exit, making sure her door is locked before heading out into the car with the two of them. "That sounds nice. I'm not sure what nice places are here though, I don't go exploring much, I prefer to stay where I know."
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"Awesome, lets head out." Nivalia says as she exits the room. Within minutes the the find themselves down the road heading to Canterlot High. "So after I drop off my brother, is figure we could browser around the mall, have a nice lunch and just go from there. Are there any cool places you recommend Tinder?"
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Tinder walks out a second later with a simple hoodie and shorts on, grabbing her shoes from the closet and starting to put them on. "Sorry, I know it's not the nicest of places.. it's better then home though, and you get used to ignoring what goes on next door."
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"Sure thing!" Nivalia cheers as the two just sit on the bed. "This looks nice. I could see myself living in a motel."
"Really Niv?" Foxtrot blatantly asks. "Can you really see that? Or are you just talking out the side of your neck?"
Niv pauses, "Well, they have a pool. And continental breakfasts."
"And people banging in each room next to you. You know how horror stories start? 'We're you ever woken up by a bump in the night?' Yea. The elderly couple putting that **** to use next door. A- ow!" Foxtrot flinched as Nivalia jabs his shoulder.
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Tinder looks at Niv and then down at her clothes, "Oh! Sure, I'd love to hang out. Just give me a second to change into something a bit nicer." She quickly grabs a pile of clothes from her bed and heads into the bathroom to change, "Make yourselves at home!"
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"Oh well that works out even better." Nivalia adds. "I'll drop you off at school, and Tinder and I will hang out. You know, get some girl time in."
Foxtrot's eyes roll, "Ugh, fine. Let's just go before I miss second period."
"Sure thing. Tinder, uh... did you... want to hang out? I should've asked beforehand."
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Tinder smiles and pockets the 20 again, looking between the two and giggling as she listens to them talk. She scratches the back of her neck nervously and chuckles, "Thanks. But I..uh.. I don't go to school. I haven't in a few years, I appreciate the offer though."
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Nivalia shakes her head at the $20. "You can keep it Tinder, it's nice to meet you. I'm Nivalia, and this is my brother Foxtrot." He simply nods and waves. "Well, I may as well call off the chase. Who knows where he'll be at this point. C'mon Fox, lets go home."
"Home? Niv, we got to go to school."
"Ugh but I don't want to anymore!" Nivalia complains, eyeing up her brother's glare. "Look, I'll drop you off if you'd like, but I'm not feeling it today. In fact, Tinder I can drop you off at school too if you'd like."
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Tinder frowns a little as she looks around, taking out the 20$ and handing it back to Niv, "Sorry.. I really thought he would be in here. I don't even know how he got out. And the names Tinder."
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"Ha! Gotcha now you slippery bastard!" Nivalia shouts as she charges towards the room. Foxtrot follows close behind, less intense in his pursuit. As soon as it's unlocked, the door slams open. "Aha-uh..." She clenches her fist. He got away. "Ugh, I hate my life. Let's just... go. We got class to attend." She looks over to Tinder, "Hey, thanks for helping us out. I don't think I got your name."
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Tinder smirks and takes the money, shoving it into her pocket and grabbing her spare room key, passing it to Niv. "I'll come with you, that's my spare key you have." She walks down the hall a bit, pointing to room 202, "There"
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Sadowi faltered, the windmills of his mind spinning uselessly. He definitely didn't want to leave behind his bike, but how in this, a higher, or a lowet universe would he be able to carry it in some practical fashion? He took a closer look around the room. Maybe that girl's clothes...? He looked down; maybe his belt...? His lock and chain were slung over his shoulder...? And he could almost hear the stomping of those two angries armed with figurative pitchforks rattling the door loose from its hinges.
"Come on, come on, you wanna think you gotta think fast," he mumbled to himself before bellowing. "QUICK-LEE! Aaarrghhhh!"
Throwing back the curtains and slamming open the big window, he cradled his road bicycle in his arms, doubly thankful for its light frame. "This is going to suck. This is going to suck. So. Much."
Without a second thought he leapt out, sideways or bike's lengthwise first and aiming for the far wall. A slow spin in midair brought him face to face with the brick opposite, and he raised his feet. A sharp kick upwards, and he caromed the other way, falling back towards the side of the hotel room he came from and closer to the alley ground. Another strike from his legs threw him back at the other building, and he slowed his descent. Now at a comfortable height, he stopped and allowed himself to drop down, taking a moment to catch his breath after his jumping plus weight lifting before climbing back onto his ride. Sadowi slowly pedalled off in the direction of his (hopefully not theirs) school, slightly at ease.
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"$5.00? Hell I'll give you $20 if you take us there yourself." Nivalia proposes.
"You really want to catch this guy, don't you?" Fox asks, noticing the odd stars they were getting.
"You can't put a price on vengeance, which is its own reward." Niv reaches into her back pocket and pulls out a $20 bill. She hands Tinder the cash and waits for an answer.
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Tinder glances back at her room door and then at the two, "5$ and I'll give you the key to the room he's in."
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Sadowi casually looks around at the things scattered about her room before standing back up, his curiosity getting the better of him. Leaving behind his bicycle by the door and weaving through what was on the floor, he walked to the large curtained window on the opposite end of the room. He pulled aside the draperies and looked out. At the bottom of the drop was a narrow alley; another tall building stood right directly across from him, and he smiled as he hatched a new one. This window didn't have a screen, but he will be forced to ditch his ride.
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"Face it Niv, we lost him."
"No! Dang it we had him! He was right there!" Nivalia stomps onto the ground. Taking a deep breath, she adjusts her dark blue jeans. "Alright, there's just one main exit. We can track him down."
"Or just go to school." Fox adds.
"Shut up Fox. Now it's personal." she presses forward to the neatest person in sight. "No one messes with my car and gets away with it." Approaching a girl on her phone, Nivalia immediately shifts her tone to calm and friendly. "Excuse me? Hi, I'm looking for a guy with a bike. About ye high, toned build; have you seen him?"
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Tinder's room is an absolute mess, Sadowi doesn't need to look closely to see that. Clothes scattered around the floor, papers littered around, half eaten bags of chips are spotted around on anything she can lay them on, and a bed that is really just a pile of blankets in the middle of the mattress because she's too lazy to make it up like a normal person.
Tinder nods at him as he walks into her room, then starts looking through her phone again as she starts walking towards the front desk again.
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Sadowi's face alternated between bewilderment and gratitude, eyebrows and lips squirming like green caterpillars. "Aw shucks, really? Gee, thanks! You're the best!"
After taking the card from Tinder, respectfully using both hands, and swiping it, he opened the door and darted inside, shutting it as quietly as he could behind him. He sat down without looking closely at her room; he was in enough trouble already and didn't need any more enemies especially one who just helped him.
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Nivalia and Foxtrot search the entire lobby, "Damn it he went in here, I just know it! Keep an eye out for him. Guy rear ends my car and thinks he can get away with it..."
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Tinder blinks a few times as she looks at him and listens to him talk, she wouldn't even have noticed him nearly hitting her if he hadn't spoken. She thinks for a second and grabs her key card, "You can use my room to hide if you want."
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Sadowi took the stairs three steps at a time, beginning to pant from the exertion of running uphill while toting a piece of rubber and plastic studded metal frame. Looking up just in time to see someone going the opposite direction and towards the grand hall down past the grand staircase, he sidestepped, stretching his left leg way out and pulling his body along. Clearing off to a side where he would not bump into Tinder, in an unintentional flourish Sadowi swung his bicycle over his head, bringing himself in between so it also wouldn't hit her.
"Sorrysorrysorry," he stammered. "It-it-it'll never happen again!"
He slowed and turned back around. "Hey uh, wait, missy? Can you help me out, like, to hide somewhere? I'm getting chased by these two looneys for...for no good reason."
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Tinder had been passed out in a upstairs room, her night out causing her to be in no shape or mood to wake up any earlier then now. Slowly waking up on the floor next to the bed she looks around, smirking a bit as she realizes she managed to make it to her own room last night. Slowly getting up and getting a quickly shower, then pulling on an over sized sweater and a pair of worn out shorts, her hair still up in a towel. She grabs her phone off the charger and heads out into the hall, not really paying attention as she makes her way out of the room, checking her phone for missed messages and deleting pictures and videos from the night. She starts walking down to the lobby, not bothering to put any shoes on, planning on going to talk to Dom. She is not paying any attention to her surroundings, so who knows who she could bump into.
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The jeep slows to a stop in the hotel parking lot. Instead of bursting out of the vehicle, the two casually exit. Both sport their sunglasses as they walk into the lobby. "You remember what he looks like?" Nivalia asks.
"Yup, I'll keep an eye out." The two split up and head to different sections of the facility. Both trying not to get distracted by the hotel's awesome features.
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Sadowi didn't dare look back; he could hear Foxtrot and Nivalia's jeep roar in excitement as they gave chase to him, and mixed with the chatter and bustle of the street and the muffled beating of his quickening heart it gave the impression of a black and white in pursuit, a rugged sedan tossing red and blue sparks from the slab of lamps situated upon its roof, run-flat tyres tugging its heavy, armoured form over the asphalt, and behind it, clouds of bluish-grey fog.
An apparition with the grace of a Dervish and the tenacity of a juggernaut, painted in simple colours and accented with the flashing lights of a visionary in trance, emerging from hell, wreathed in its own fine shroud of smoke.
Yes, he didn't dare look back.
What lay before kept him alert enough. A busy morning, the road with filled with law-abiding drivers and bikers and their rides, and the sidewalk with pedestrians in various levels of attention. With a deft flick of his wrists, Sadowi mounted the curb and rode onto the sidewalk, incessantly chirping "'Scuse me, please," "Make way," and "Quit swiping on your phones" to no effect. Fluttering his rear brake, he wove his way through the throngs, the chain on his bicycle moving and stopping in time to his finger and the wheel, and his tail skidded and hopped along the cement, leaving black marks on the crushed stone and kicking up its fragments and coming dangerously close to the moving feet of those he dodged. Behind him as he rode away, those who jumped away landed ungracefully, rays of sunshine glinted off tossed personal electronics, and yells of ire skimmed past Sadowi's ears.
But it was hardly good enough. He lost speed, and certainly the car behind him had become less behind him and more to next to him.
A sudden turn took him through a front door and into...someplace else? Mashing on the brakes and pulling back and planting his feet upon the floor, he stopped before his front tyre could defile the thick and soft rug. He picked up his ride and hefted it over his shoulder and began to walk with long strides across the lobby and towards the grand staircase. Hopefully he could hide on the upper floors for a bit; school could wait.
"No, don't get up," he said to the indignant hotel staff at the front desk.
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"What the fu- who was that!" Nivalia shouts as the two rush back into the car. Doors lock. Seat belts fasten, and is pedal to the metal as they decide to chase the freeloader down the street. Speeding through town, they try to keep a track on the stranger. They want answers, school could wait.
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Sadowi's voice trailed off to silence in tandem with the car he held onto as it slowed to a stop. "But it might just save...,"
He coasted, listening to the clicking his the back wheel and chain of his bike made, but as Nivalia stopped for good and began to climb and walk towards him out his heart skipped two beats, seizing his chest with fear.
"Cra-,...Crikey!" he thought. "I'm gonna get busted! Run!"
Swiftly releasing his grasp of the rear bumper, he repeatedly smashed the shifter just behind the brake levers while his legs pushed down and pulled up on the pedals during his mad and indelicate escape. Bulging sinews showed through his pants as he punished himself to go faster, and harsh groans and clacks cried from the drivetrain of his ride as the chain spun uselessly in its attempt to realign itself onto the lowest gear. A sudden crunching noise and a slowing of his legs meant he regained control over his bicycle, and he swung the handlebars to his left, dodging the side of Foxtrot and Nivalia's jeep and hopefully the two characters.
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"What the heck was that?" Nivalia asks, peeing into her rear view mirror. "Is that? Oh fudge! I hit someone!"
"What!?" Foxtrot looks over his seat. "You did! My goodness he's being dragged from the back! Stop the car!" Nivalia looks around, spotting no cars nearby before gradually slowing to a halt. "My goodness his expression is horrifying, it's the look you have when you're skin's peeling off! Oh were going to jail."
Nivalia parks and opens her door. "Just stay here. I'm going to check it out." She gets out and hurries to the stranger. "Are you ok? You're not hurt, are you?"
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A slight thump that they might hear sounded at the back of Foxtrot and Nivalia's jeep as Sadowi latched onto its rear bumper for dear life. His legs, beginning to smart from the sudden burst pedalling to catch up to them, clamped around the seat of his bicycle to hold himself in place, and he coasted along, letting their car tug him along. The wind picked up his hair and tossed it back and whistled past his ears, and the corners of his mouth curled upwards into his carefree smile. It was almost enough to make him forget he was essentially freeloading off of two someones he didn't know.
"Don't take money," he sang under his breath. "Don't take fame. Don't need no credit card to ride this train~"
(might add more later, but now sleep.)
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The stage was set. Hundreds of people all cheering one name, asking for her grand performance. Suddenly, the spotlights since as a wave of cheering floods the stadium. A single young woman steps out, mic in hand as she walks to the center. "Hello Canterlot! Are you ready to jam out!" She adjusts her headset as the backup singers get into place. "This first song goes out to all the boys who treat their ladies right!" Just then the instrumentals begin, the crowd goes crazy as Nivalia lifts the mic and begins to sing.
https://youtu.be/uaGCKbkcucA
As she finishes the last note everyone rises to their feet, cheering her on as someone in a doctor's outfit walks out with a tiara and a bouquet of silver and gold flowers. "Congratulations Nivalia! Your heavenly voice was so amazing, you just curedon't the entire world of cancer!"
Nivalia squeals as the tiara is placed on her head, "Which cancer?"
"All of them!" The doctor exclaims as he gives her the flowers. The crowd cheers and chants her name as she waves to them.
"Niv! Niv! Niv! Niv..."
"You Niv! Wake up!" A familiar voice sounds as she rolls around in bed. Lifting het head out from under her pillow, she finds herself in her room. Foxtrot is already dressed, backpack slung over his shoulder. "Cmon, were gonna be later for our first day of class. I mean yea, it started 3 months ago, but you know what I mean."
"Ugh! Damn it I was having the best dream." Nivalia yawns as she stretches and rubs her eyes. "I cured the world cancer with the power of music." Looking around,she spots her prion still sleeping in its tank. "Ugh... alright, I'm getting up."
An hour later the two are found in her jeep, on their way to Canterlot High. A new adventure awaited them, if only they had their coffee first.