J,GoB, Thursday Evening

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia had had different plans for this week's Supper Club, it must be said, but, well. She was a pony. As were quite a lot of other people.

She had thought about canceling, especially considering the horrible monsters roaming the streets, but they had taken last week off for the break and she feared that if everyone got out of the habit Supper Club would fade into history. So she had painstakingly typed out a message on her phone (it was unclear how good of a job she'd done, considering she'd been using her hooves) letting everyone know to meet at the bakery instead. It had goods made with apples. Horses could eat apples. It seemed logical.

Look, she was doing her best here. Welcome to Supper Club, everyponyone!

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Arrive and Mingle

[mustbeawitch]

For all your cutie mark-comparing needs.

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[thatsmysword]

"I think I may be dreaming."

And here Henry had made such progress over break about the whole 'being dead or not' thing.

Don't mind the cutie mark with the sword and the food.

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[mustbeawitch]

"Oh, yes, it is quite the wonder, isn't it?" Lydia said, referring to the display case. While she stood here with hooves, and a moon and magic wand stamped on her butt.

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[thatsmysword]

Henry blinked at her with comically big pony eyes. "Dreaming a lot," he said. "What did I eat last night...?"

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[mustbeawitch]

Lydia tilted her pony head to the side in confusion. "I'm sure I don't know," she said. "I wasn't there when you dined."

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[fears_no_one]

"Do you often dream of turning into a horse?" Flint asked, flicking his mane away from his eyes.

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[thatsmysword]

"No, but I did just get my first horse," Henry mused. "Perhaps it's awakened something?"

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[fears_no_one]

Flint was one grumpy pony, stomping into the bakery. "Why is there an island on my bum?"

He hadn't meant to say "bum."

He stomped his hoof.

"Derriere."

"Posterior."

"Rear."

"Hindquarters."

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH."

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[mustbeawitch]

Why did he keep saying words for one's posterior? That was weird, Flint. You were being weird.

Lydia was just going to breeze right past it in the name of manners. They were ponies, after all. It was already weird. "Captain Flint!" she cried, going by the mane and tail and voice. "I'm so glad you could join us!" As a pony. Frankly, that he'd taken the time to both read and interpret her no doubt badly-misspelled message warmed her heart.

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[fears_no_one]

"I could use something to eat," Flint admitted. "Making tea was a disaster."

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[thatwaslucky]

Do you know how hard it was to fight dinosaurs as a pony? Rey did! It had involved her launching herself at a few and hoping.

Hadn't gone great. She Force threw one into the pond on the way here.

"This slips."

...no, not slips. Whatever.

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[mustbeawitch]

"Yes, the flooring is a bit dodgy with hooves, is it not?" Lydia asked in response.

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[thatwaslucky]

"No, it ships-" There was an exasperated pony grunt, followed by a facehoof, and and a, "Nevermind. I'm here."

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[fears_no_one]

"Rey," Flint said, stomping his own hoof.

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[thatwaslucky]

Rey nodded her maned head. "Flint... I assume."

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[chef_chocobro]

Being a pony seemed like a good excuse to skip supper club that evening, but it seemed as though Ignis had been full of excuses for skipping supper club lately, and since, well, cooking for himself was rather complicate at the moment, he may as well.

Even if J,GoB was hardly the place for supper, but, well, extenuating circumstances.

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[mustbeawitch]

"Hello!" Lydia greeted him. "Professor Scientia, I believe?" She was fully prepared to be wrong.

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[chef_chocobro]

The fact that the island had been gracious enough to provide Ignis with a pony version of his usual glasses was definitely a helpful indicator!

"Well, perhaps not as much of a professor these days," Ignis answered, and if the voice didn't aid the confirmation, maybe the pedantry would! "But,, yes, precisely. How are you, Miss Bennet?"

He assumed, based on the height and direction of her voice, that she was similarly afflicted, but, really, did they need to go bringing extra attention to it?

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[deathsmajesty]

Liliana made quite the entrance. This wasn't entirely unusual, she was a woman who enjoyed her entrances, but they rarely involved her riding in on the back of a zombified dinosaur. "Well done," she declared as she daintily trotted down the creature's tail. "Off with you now. Go fight things in the park."

Listen, she was absolutely going all out with her necromancy right now. FOR REASONS.

[Now in the right place! SP warning heavily in effect since I'll be heading to Boston soon!]

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[mustbeawitch]

Once Lydia had recovered from Liliana's entrance, she swished her tail and said, "Miss Vess! Good evening! We're so glad you could join us!" If that last bit was a little wobbly, well. Zombified dinosaur.

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[deathsmajesty]

What, was she supposed to have walked? And fight her own battles?

Well, she could do the fighting thing and even enjoy it, but she was really feeling her necromancy today. FOR SOME REASON.

"Why thank you, darling," she said airily. "Impressive that you decided to run tonight, I couldn't let such initiative go ignored."

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[fears_no_one]

"What the fudge," Flint said, then stomped his hoof again.

"Heck."

"Dickens."

"Duece."

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh."

No-cursing week was not going over well with the pirate.

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[deathsmajesty]

"Are you quite all right, darling?" Liliana asked, trying to raise an eyebrow. As a pony.

An attempt was made anyway.

Supper Time!

[mustbeawitch]

Eat something that's not grass.

OOC

[mustbeawitch]

*jazz hooves*