#fallenpupil

[magustempus]

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@fallenpupil

"Hi! How are you?"

[wayward-four]

@fallenpupil​ has found a siren.

“You look like someone I know, but you hold yourself differently.” Sonata wasn’t very sure if the difference was good or not. The difference could mean a second chance in her eyes, but the difference revolved that the other still held themselves much like Aria and/or Adagio does. 

[enigmaincrimson]

@fallenpupil started following you.

"I am a bit tempted to say, "long time no see!", but I'm guessing that running into little old me way out here isn't high on your list of encounters." Remarked a crimson haired young lady reading a book and looking oddly comfortable for someone that well... might have only been there for a few hours.

Something about her might feel oddly familiar, yet at the same time might have brought back some memories of a certain filly back in Canterlot who was always seen parked in some corner of the castle library with a blanket, a few comfy pillows, a flask of water, and a stack of books to read. While she was never seen in classes and wasn't much of a talker, she was a great listener.

Princess Celestia said her name was... Evening Luster, wasn't it?

Although, taking this world's context into account, she could be this human world's counterpart and not the one that Sunset knows, so she might only be a familiar face... and one that recognizes this world's Sunset quite well.

[diffxrentwxrlds]

@fallenpupil

{{ L }} That sounded like the exact thing she should do.... so she did and oh was she embarrassed.

"Oh.... h-heh... I-I didn't know you had such strong feelings for me S-sunset."

[holdingmyworldsdestiny]

@fallenpupil​ wanted a starter <3

She’s painting again. Using the power of magic to cover herself, and her easel, she’s painting a rainy scene near the mountains. Catching the flawlessness of the falling droplets was an adventure in itself. There were flowers in the fresh spring field, and the temperature was cool. Not that temperature mattered much to this woman.

It surprised her to hear footsteps this far out in the fields. The rain wasn’t too hard, it was a gentle shower. Curious, she sets her palette down, looking just behind her.

“Oh, good afternoon. Did you also come to see the flowers?”

[waitlifted]

@fallenpupil gets moon!cass

“You’re trespassing.” Apparently the ominous black spikes leading up to her tower weren't enough of a warning sign for some people. "Unless you have something to offer me, I suggest you leave."

[wayward-four]

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“You have some nerve showing yourself around me Sunset. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t drop you for what you did to us?” Given how much a number of the people in Canterlot High that hated her, she hated them as much if not more, but her hatred was at its peak with Sunset. After all, if she hadn’t butted in, the sirens would’ve won. 

[enigmaincrimson]

@fallenpupil continued from here

Of course, Evening Luster likely had enough experience by now with her own students trying to snatch her out of the air and... suddenly changed locations without even so much as a glimmer or a pop of magic to indicate that she had somehow teleported herself across the room in an instant.

To make this strange absence of power all the more disconcerting, her levitation lacked that familiar emerald aura one might expect if she was using Equestrian magic in the first place. There were no strings or cables holding her in place either, giving off this eerie empty feeling as if nothing should be holding her up there at all.

However, I really doubt anyone in an enraged mental state would take the moment to notice that anything was off... or that the redhead was wearing headphones as she sort of floated there like an intellectual otter that would read books instead of clams.

It also likely didn't help that all of the falling books were caught with the strange empty force and placed dexterously back into their former places without her even looking at the objects in question or even skipping a single beat.