Life in Ponyvile V

[FlameandIce]

Flame walks past Dream Seer turning around to face her Hey Dream good to see you again.

[Seriack]

Dream stops and turns her head, smiling, "Oh, hey Flame." She says with a wave, "Do you know of anywhere good to eat... That isn't sugary?"

[FlameandIce]

yeah there's a nice resturant nearby follow me He says walking away

[Seriack]

Dreams does so, following rather close behind Flame. Even with her... Unknown knowledge of the layout of Ponyville, she would probably get lost if she didn't.

[FlameandIce]

So hey do you have any money on you? If not I can pay He says smirking

[hazardtime]

//Would anyone mind if I join in?   

[TL_Yarr]

((Hey Hazard, you can join me if you want? Gives me something to do as I wait for Rush to reply)

[hazardtime]

//Sounds like a plan, Yarr

Turning the corner, a grey-coated unicorn comes into view, wearing a leather jacket and a soft guitar case across his back.  Eyeing the two ponies talking in the middle of the road, he cautiously approached them.  Speaking in a soft, baritone voice, "Excuse me, I apologize if I'm interrupting, but I just moved here and am having trouble finding my way around town.  Do you know of any music shops around?"

[TL_Yarr]

Mythic turns around "A music shop? Sure I know where one is, want me to lead the way?" She excuses herself from Rush and turns to face the new pony properly.

[hazardtime]

Low Key turns his head towards the other stallion, "I don't mean to break up your conversation, but if everypony is ok with that, I would be very grateful."  He turns back to Mythic, his eyes darting this way and that, never making contact with her own eyes for more than a fraction of a second.

[TL_Yarr]

She looks a bit concerned "Are you okay, sir?" 

[hazardtime]

Realizing how strange he was acting, Low forces himself to hold eye contact, blushing from the exertion.  He forces a weak smile as he says, "Oh, y-yes, I'm fine!  N-now you were going to show me the way?"

[TL_Yarr]

Mythic nods "Urm, yeah, follow me" she leads him down the street, "So Cutie, what's your name?"

[hazardtime]

Low quickly takes the opportunity to avert his eyes, but his sigh of relief is stopped short by Mythic's "cutie" remark.  Caught off-guard by her rather intimate pronoun usage, his next few words begin with a stutter, "Uh, L-Low.  Low Key, ma'am.  I just moved here from Manehattan."

[TL_Yarr]

She chuckles at his nervousness "I'm Mythic Scroll, and don't worry, I tend to call alot of ponies "Cutie" if I don't know their names."

[hazardtime]

Low Key allows himself a sigh of relief, permitting a small grin to appear on his faces as he briefly glances in Mythic's direction, "Oh, ok."  Turning his head to observe his surroundings, he silently looks around.  His mind races to think of something to talk about, the awkwardness growing more and more uncomfortable for him every second.

[TL_Yarr]

They arrive at the music shop."Here we are Mr. Awkward, the music shop you requested."

[hazardtime]

Low turns back towards Mythic, blushing hotly from embarrassment as he realizes just how easily this pegasus had dashed any sense of inconspicuousness that he might have felt he had.  Briefly looking her in the eyes, he graciously thanks her, "Thank you very much, Mythic.  Good day to you," and turns around to walk inside the shop.

[TL_Yarr]

Out of curiousity she follows him into the shop. "Heeey! Don't think you're getting rid of me THAT easily, Cutie!" She trots up to him and ruffles his mane.

[hazardtime]

Low's eyes go wide as not only does she follow him, but the unexpected physical contact causes his entire body to go stiff as his train of thought attempts to rerout around the fried synapse in his brain.  Gathering up what was left of his faculties, he responded with, "Huh? Oh, er, o-ok  "  Low opens the door and the two (// or three?) are immediately blasted by the sound of half a dozen instruments playing at the same time in a most distressing and disharmonic cacophony.  Low was used to it, though, and kept on walking up to the front counter.