Opportunity.

Sunday, November 3rd, 2013

[01:23] * Histon sits in the lobby, snoozing on a couch. He snores lightly, leg kicking

[01:30] * Jay comes in with Pastel, both talking after coming back from the most enjoyable play. Jay looks to see Histon, and looks to Pastel and points at the pony sleeping "Who's he?"

[01:31] * Histon snores a little more loudly, leg twitching cutely

[01:33] * Jay walks up to Histon, and nudges his leg "Hello? You're quite a noisy sleeper."

[01:34] * PastelLife smiles at Jay, still dressed up with her family jewelry, but eyeing the couch, she notices Histon and frowns slightly, "That... is your roommate. Histon."

[01:36] * Jay looks to Pastel, and then to Histon "No wonder I've seen him in the room if he sleeps here. He's... A...Uh, one of me? As in, a human pony?"

[01:36] * Histon rolls over, groaning "Oh... d-did I fall asleep out here again?" He rubs the sleep from his eyes "Uh... who're you?"

[01:36] <Histon> Wait

[01:36] * Histon looks at Jay closely "You... know about humans?"

[01:36] * PastelLife nods at Jay, voice going low, "Yes... he is."

[01:37] * Jay smiles at Histon "Witch question do you want me to answer first roomie?"

[01:38] <PastelLife> ((which))

[01:39] <Histon> The human one.

[01:41] * Jay nods "I know quite a lot about them. In fact, I am one....Sorta."

[01:44] * PastelLife clears her throat a bit, looking about the otherwise empty lobby.

[01:48] * Jay "You see, I was told I arrived a few days after you. I woke up in the park." She sighs, and shakes her mane "It's been quite an experience so far. My name is Jay."

[01:49] * Histon extends a hoof "Histon. Student of History at the University of Manhattan."

[01:51] * Jay Takes the hoof and shakes it "As I said, Jay. Street performer and general entertainer." She coughs "I've just came back from my trip with Pastel to the theater."

[01:52] * PastelLife nods silently, looking between the two, finding a little bit of color in her cheeks.

[01:52] * Histon raises an eyebrow "You... went to the theater?"

[01:54] <PastelLife> ...we say a play...

[01:54] * Jay "Well... Yes, I did. If I'm stuck here I'm going to explore the culture." She looks to Pastel with a smile "Pastel graciously invited me to see a play with her. Phantom of the opera!"

[01:54] <PastelLife> ((saw))

[01:57] * PastelLife nods at Jay, smiling slightly. "It... was a lovely evening, honestly."

[01:59] * Histon blinks, looking down "...Ah." He looks at Pastel, cracking a smile "So, you don't spend all your time stuffed up in the inn, huh?"

[02:00] * Jay "I'm surprised I've not seen you around! I mean, we are room mates apparently." She sits down, scratching.

[02:01] * Histon nods "I've been at the library. Looking for how we'll be getting home."

[02:02] * Jay shrugs "Ah, well, I've not been able to think about that yet. Have you got any progress?"

[02:05] * PastelLife nods to Histon slightly, her tone is probably the most nervous and quiet Histon's ever heard, "I... found some time... tonight." She frowns, "And yes... Jay will be sharing that room with you Histon... I'm... sorry."

[02:06] * Histon shakes his head "Its fine... its lonely alone. Not used to being there without another person to bug me early in the morning

[02:07] * Jay "You're sorry? What, is Histon a bad roommate?" She looks at him, raising an eyebrow "Well, I do admit he snores loudly. But hey, you're from University, you're used to sharing a room! Maybe I can even show you a card trick or two?" She looks at her hooves "If I could get these things to work

[02:09] * PastelLife looks down, falling back into quiet, as she seems to shrink back a little.

[02:12] * Jay glances at Pastel, then takes a second look "Hey, Pastel, are you... Alright?" She trots up to Pastel, looking concerned "You seem a bit nervous? In your own inn?"

[02:18] * Histon looks at Pastel noticing her jewelry "Wait... ponies wear jewelry? That's sorta sill-" he stops speaking as he looks harder at the jewelery, swallowing hard. He looks up at Pastel with a hard look in his eyes and when he speaks its with a soft, cold voice. "Where did you get that."

[02:27] * PastelLife physically steps back, "W-why? O-of course we wear jewelry sometimes..." she pointedly ignores the second question, looking away from Histon's eyes.

[02:28] <Histon> Where did you get that.

[02:28] * Histon eyes do not waver

[02:31] * PastelLife tilts her head away, raising a hoof to hold the pendant against her neck, her voice is very quiet, "It belonged to my Mother."

[02:50] * Jay "Your mother? It's quite a pretty necklace." She notices Pastels expression "Sorry, have we hit a nerve? Should we change the subject, if you're not comfortable with the one we are on."

[02:55] * PastelLife nods a bit, "No... she's... my parents moved to Foalida. It's just..." She glances up at Histon for a moment.

[02:57] * Jay steps back from Pastel and Histon "If I'm interrupting anything, I'll uh, I can go if you want?"

[02:58] * PastelLife shakes her head quickly, changing her gaze to Jay, "No! No... stay, please."

[03:01] * Jay stops mid step, quite surprised, and a little confused, she steps back to the side of Pastel.

[03:26] <Histon> ...

[03:26] * Histon gets up, shaking

[03:27] <Histon> No...

[03:35] * PastelLife backs away from Histon, "It... it's none of your business anyway."

[03:35] * Chance trots out from the rooms, a thin satchel attached to his side. "Ah! Good evening, everypony."

[03:36] * PastelLife glances over at Chance, staying besides Jay.

[03:39] * Jay waves to Chance "Oh, hello Chance. Histon and I were just getting acquainted After Pastel and I just arrived back from a play."

[03:40] * Chance smiles. "Ah, glad to hear it! Are you two getting along..." He pauses, looking at Pastel. "...a play?"

[03:42] * PastelLife coughs, "We... went out to see a show." She looks at Chance, then back at Histon, her ears lowering slightly, "I don't know why this is such a big deal..."

[03:44] * Jay looks at Chance, slightly annoyed "Look, Pastel and I just went to see a play, you know, to get familiar with the culture. And she payed for it herself, I don't see why that's such a bad thing? She dressed up, witch is more than I can say for myself!"

[03:45] * Chance clears his throat. "Yes, I can see that. No problem at all, of course! Just unexpected."

[03:49] * Jay "Unexpected? Why is that?" Jay goes and sits in the now empty chair, trying to get comfortable with the position she's normally accustomed to, finding it hard. Until she curls her legs under her body an lays on the couch.

[03:50] <PastelLife> I... just wanted to help her get accostumed to this place... a little...

[03:52] * Jay "She did a good job at it too. It's not like you or Histon could have shown me around like that." Jay gives a warm smile to Pastel

[03:53] * Chance nods slowly. "That is true, I suppose. No harm in getting your bearings, after all."

[03:57] * PastelLife nods, glancing back at Histon, now making a subtle movement to keep him from looking at her jewelry.

[04:00] * Histon is still standing, still shaking

[04:02] * Jay "We had quite a nice dinner afterwards. I enjoyed it quite a lot." She sighs "Even though there was only vegetables, but I think I could get used to the plants here, they are...Surprisingly nice." She glances at Histon "Uh... Histon. Are you alright?"

[04:04] * Histon face is pale, but then it turns red as he grabs the pendent on Pastel's neck, ripping it off. "I don't know how the hell you've gotten a hold of this, but I won't let a... a damn *horse* wear this. My... my mother deserves better then that!" His eyes burn as he stares hard at Pastel.

[04:05] * Chance 's jaw drops.

[04:06] * PastelLife jerks as Histon pulls off the pendant, her own jaw dropping as she staggers backwards. "Y-you..."

[04:07] * Jay 's eyes widen as she looks from Histon to Pastel "I- Wh-... This was yours chance? I thought everyone came in without any personal possessions- I-..." She stops and looks in shock.

[04:08] <Histon> S-she... she watched her father come home in a box. She had to go though cancer... and... and... " he has tears in his eyes "and.. She had her own Celestia damned child die! I won't let you spit on her grave you... you fucking animals!" with tears streaming down his eyes, Histon puts the pendent in his mouth, running out of the inn into the night..

[04:08] <Jay> ((Replace Chance with Histon. Sorry))

[04:10] * PastelLife drops to her haunches, eyes wide in disbelief as she clutches at her neck where the pendent hung moments ago.

[04:13] * Jay trots to Pastel slowly, looking at the door that Histon left through "That... I wasn't expecting that." She sits beside pastel

[04:16] <Chance> Oh dear Celestia what is going on.

[04:17] * PastelLife is shaking, tears streaming down her face as she looks to the door, "He... c-can't be..." Her voice rises as she closes her eyes, "He Can't!"

[04:18] * Jay looks at chance "Whatever just went on, he wasn't very polite about it. 'Fucking animals' isn't really nice. I mean, technically humans are animals too."

[04:20] <Chance> Can't what? Pastel, do you know something about... what just happened?

[04:22] * PastelLife nods slowly, still shaking.

[04:22] * Jay "Well...Would you care explaining? I'm quite in the dark here."

[04:23] <Chance> What can you tell me? Anything you can tell us, anything at all, about what happened to him... us... we need to know. It could be invaluable.

[04:24] * PastelLife stammers, looking at Jay as her eyes continue to lea, "...b-but... he died. He Died!"

[04:25] <PastelLife> ((leak))

[04:26] * Jay "Well, it seems not. I had only two legs a week ago. So... Maybe he's not...really dead?"

[04:26] <Chance> He died? What do you mean by that?

[04:31] * PastelLife shudders, "T-there was an accident... and... H-history pushed me up... he saved me, and then... h-he died. He died." She points at the door, "And then... h-he just walks in here! Like a d-damn ghost!"

[04:32] * Chance gapes. "Cadance and the Heart, it's true.

[04:32] <Chance> (("))

[04:34] * Jay "I'm... History? Candance? I'm- I'm still quite confused."

[04:38] * PastelLife pushes herself up with supreme effort, "I... I think I know where he's going."

[04:40] * Chance nods curtly. "Where?"

[04:41] * Jay Looks at Pastel, concerned "Would you like us to come with you?"

[04:42] * PastelLife sobs, choking back the bile in her throat, "The last place in the world he should go..." She looks at Jay and Chance, "I...I should do this alone..."

[04:44] <Chance> Are you absolutely certain? Will you be safe?

[04:44] * Jay opens her mouth, and closes it "Well... Alright. I've got now Idea what is happening, but... Well...Good luck." She glances at Chance, confused, concerned.

[04:44] <Chance> ((Swap those))

[04:46] * PastelLife nods, "I'll... be fine." She smiles sadly at the two, "H-he's... my brother." And with that, she moves to the door, and runs out into the night.

[04:46] * Chance canters to the door, turning and watching Pastel.

[04:47] <Histon> == LOVING MEMORIES GRAVEYARD (SOUTHEAST MANEHATTEN) ==

[04:47] * Jay waits in the silence for a while, watching the door and the quickly dissappearing Pastel. Then turns to Chance, and clears her throat "If you excuse my French, what the fuck just happened!?"

[04:50] <Chance> Jay, my friend... I have no idea, but I think it might just be the key to everything.

[04:51] * Histon wanders into the graveyard, shivering slightly as his eyes still burn. He mumbles though the jewelry in his mouth "...its exactly the same." with a new sense of propose, he moves quickly to the back. He reaches a grave, putting the pendent on top of it. "Its... its been a while. I..." he sighs, looking away "I don't even know if you're... able to hear me from here. I don't know why they have...

[04:51] * Histon ...your grave and... I don't care."

[04:52] * Jay shakes her head "If you ask me, it's less of a key, more of a blue chicken spinning on a pendulum singing 'I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts' and sowing a small teapot cover. Basically, if our situation wasn't considering enough, this made it much, much worse!"

[04:52] <Chance> ((concerning))

[04:54] * Histon turns, looking around "For all the color in this world... it really can be just as bleak as home." he sighs, bending down hugging the headstone. "I... mom. I miss you. You... you deserved so much better. A better life. A..." He chokes up, squeezing the stone "A better son." He shivers, choking slightly "I... I killed her. It was my fault and... I'm so sorry I took her away from you mom." He...

[04:54] * Histon ...shakes, his eyes shut tight as he starts to sob.

[04:54] <Chance> No, don't you see? This is it! That's what we've been missing all this time! This could be the single most important discovery we've made since you arrived, the thing that finally sets us down the road to getting you back!

[04:56] * Jay "What? A dead person who's not dead? Hearts and history and Cadance? What is going on here?"

[04:56] * PastelLife manages to catch up at last, knowing exactly where he'd be, much to her pain. "I... I think I'd hoped to find you before you got this far History..."

[04:58] <Chance> I'm not sure yet, but rest assured that when I do know you'll be one of the first to find out.

[05:00] * Histon blinks, turning around "I... Who the hell are you?" he picks up the pendent, brandishing it in front of her "H-how do you have this!?" His fur is stained with tears as he yells at her

[05:01] * Jay "All... Right. Well, I think I may aim to get some sleep. Although I don't look forward to when Histon comes back, if he comes back that is." She sighs and starts to trot away "I'm not cut out for this stuff."

[05:03] * Chance sighs. "I wouldn't count on him getting home tonight. Those two seem to have some history between them. They'll need some time to talk it out."

[05:03] * PastelLife trots forward, her own eyes red, and stains running down her face, but a simple smile rests on her face, "I'm... well... I can hardly believe it myself. I'm Pastel..." She glances towards the grave, then back at Histon with all the weight of her heart behind it, "I'm... I'm your sister."

[05:05] <Histon> I... I... no. You're... you're a pony! M-My sister, her name's Paddy! She was...

[05:07] * Histon face twists as he shuts his eyes tight, forcing the words out "She was the nicest person in the world. She loved art she... she drew every day! She didn't just... sit around in an inn, staring at people!"

[05:08] <Histon> ((Patty))

[05:08] * PastelLife lowers her ears, "Things... changed. I quit art school after..." She bites her lip, tearing up again, "After... well... I'm sorry." She points to the gravestone next to plot where Histon stands.

[05:10] * Histon looks where she points, reading the stone. "This... this is Patty's grave! H-how" he looks it over, reading the name out-loud "History... Diggs?"

[05:10] <Histon> B-but, this is wrong! Her... This is the date she died! He stands up, looking at Pastel "W-what... what is this!? What is this place?"

[05:14] * PastelLife lowers her head, "We were playing... like we'd done... b-but, we went too far out. I... slipped..." She looks away, "When... you tried to help me... you pulled me up with your magic. I clung to the girder... a-and you fell." She sniffs, "You fell... saving me. B-because I couldn't help you."

[05:15] * Chance sighs, turning to wave at the retreating mare. "Goodnight, Jay."

[05:16] * Jay "Goodnight Chance."

[05:17] * Histon eyes to widen as she speaks. By the end, Histon simply is standing there. The sound of the wind is heard as the two watch each other. After an eternity, he mutters weakly "S-sis?"

[05:18] * Chance watches Jay until she's gone, then settles the satchel on his flank and trots toward the door. Looking up and down the street, he gallops into the night.

[05:19] * Jay returns to her room, sighing and laying on the bed. "What the heck is going on in this place."

[05:19] * PastelLife immediately responds, pulling Histon into a hug. "B-bro... Y-you should have let me die. You were the stronger of us..."

[05:20] <Jay> ==End Jay/Chance scene==

[05:22] * Histon hugs tight "B-but... yo-you were the one who died"

[05:25] * PastelLife sniffs, "T-that would have been better... I never did anything after you died... A-after he died. And Dad started failing... a-and when he died... t-the inn fell to me." She squeezes, "I try so hard... to make it work. I try! But it's been so hard without you."

[05:29] * Histon shivers, petting Pastel's mane "I... its ok. I... I killed you. I wasn't strong enough. I... I've never forgiven myself. Then... mom. And... I just worked. Lost myself in work. Because I didn't want to live anymore. I died the same day you did Patty..." He looks down "Or... I guess you're Pastel here, aren't you?"

[05:32] * PastelLife chuckles softly, pressing her head against Histon's chest. "Pastel Life... I've always said 'It's been anything but.' It's been hard, and dim. And I don't know what's going on with you... with these... humans here. But it brought you back to me. I didn't want to believe it. I thought it was just coincidence, and every time I looked at you, I saw his face, reminding me of it... but it's really you!"

[05:34] * Histon cries again, holding her close "I... I don't care how. You're her. I... missed you." He looks into her eyes "Pastel... I'll never let you down again. I'll be strong enough. I'll do whatever I can."

[05:38] * PastelLife practically crushes him against her, "You never let me down. Never ever. J-just..." She trails off, sobbing quietly into Histon's chest as she holds him close.

[05:44] * Histon just pets Pastel's mane, letting her cry as his own tears streak down his face. They stand in the graveyard, letting the cold wind blow around them as they stay together.

[05:47] <PastelLife> ==Scene==