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09-08-2015, 08:36 PM
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For most of the morning so far the white mare's time had been preoccupied trying to figure out what on earth to do to the remaining pieces of rooms that the past herd had started. It was difficult to tell what they were supposed to be in the first place but from what she had gathered it had been quite the project. Her limited Helovian history remembered vaguely the rumour of something otherwise known as a sensory deprivation room. While she could see the useful points of something like it she also could see the torture it could provide to those who entered its confines. Uneasy with the whole torture chamber kind of idea she chose to focus on it being just a room for now until she was forced to dig deeper into the concept. Parts of the walls and floor seemed to have been finished but there was still much to do in order to complete the project. It was too bad that there had not been any plans or blueprints sketched to give them a rough idea as to how it should look when it was finished. Maybe she would have to track down some of the prior crafters to see if they remembered anything she mused turning away from the unfinished piece of Fall's/Foothill's history. Now if only she could track down her son maybe they could begin gathering some stones and such to at least get some materials together. As she walked her eyes scanned for the ever so familiar figure of her baby, well he wasn't really a baby anymore but she would always think of him in that kind of sense. Pricking her ears at the sound of voices she headed in that direction hoping that it might turn out to be Aeolus and a friend. Emerging from the brush her eyes fell upon a young pegasus and another she did not recognize as being from around here. If she was correct the vibrant energetic girl was Parelia's daughter but she could not recall her name as per her normal forgetfulness when it came to names. Faces she could remember with ease but putting names to them.. ya that took a lot longer. Nickering a warm greeting to the girls she moved forward to meet them rather than just acting as if she had not seen them. Parelia's daughter was around Aeolus's age perhaps she might know where he had gotten to. "Speech" |
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