Watch Where You're Going (Open)

[Lavender Song]

Canterlot was its usual busy self, the streets full to the brim with ponies from all different walks of life. Among those ponies was a silver unicorn. Silver Tip walked through the streets, her horn lit up as her magic carried many open books in front of her. Silver's eyes changed from one book to the other in quick succession. Her entire focus was on the books in front of her and she constantly kept running into other ponies. She only replied with a quick sorry whenever anypony complained before turning to read her many books once again.



Silver Tip had begun working on her newest book but she found that she wrote herself into a corner and needed some inspiration. Her strategy was to read every book she owns, at the same time! It seemed crazy to most but it made sense to Silver. She was quite the odd pony, coming up with strange ideas that most ponies would just laugh at or completely ignore. Silver tip was an eccentric pony, which led to not having many close friends. She never really cared, of course. She preferred to spend time working on her writing and if she did want to talk to anypony, she would just visit her parent's since they live in Canterlot as well or go for a trip to Ponyville to visit her younger sister. Friends seemed overrated in her opinion. Sure, they could be fun, but so is writing and at least writing's something productive.

Silver tip kept reading her books as she continued to walk through Canterlot, still not paying attention to where she was going. All of a sudden she felt herself walk into somepony. "Woah!" She exclaimed as she tripped over the pony. Her magic stopped and her books fell to the ground. "Why today..?" Silver moaned.

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Ooc: Not my proudest work, but I hope it will do.

Bic:

Red High-tide strode down the narrow, cobbled boulevards of Canterlot, his assistant struggling on beside him, his saddlebags filled with documents and files for his master's daily meetings.

"What's next on the agenda, Quiver-Quill?"

The thin, nervous stallion with a coat roughly the color of cookie dough fished the daily planner from his saddlebag and adjusted his ill fitting half-moon glasses.

"W.well you still have two meetings left today. Canterlot city council is waiting for you to donate the money you promised to the emergancy disaster relief fund...

Red interrupted with a yawn. "Remind me. When was there a disaster in Equestria big enough for ponies to donate their hard-earned bits to?"

Quiver-quill apparently didn't know a rhetorical question when he heard it.

"Well sir, there was the time Tierk and Princess Twilight nearly destroyed Ponyville while battling for.." he was cut off by an icy stare from Locke.

"I'll shut up now.."

Red looked as his watch distractedly. "I think it is time for coffee, don't you, Quiver?"

"Yes, sir"

Minutes later, Quiver returned with a tall cup of coffee with his usual: whipped cream, two sugars, 2 milk, and a shot of espresso.

"You were a minute and half later than last time, Quiver"

"Sorry, sir. the line was longer than usual.."

"I don't hire you for excuses, I hire you to.."

At that moment a light grey unicorn mare a light blue mane and her head in a book bumped into Locke, causing both coffee and books to fly out of the respective hooves of their owners. With a splat, Locke's coffee was now all over the fancy business suit he was wearing.

"You stupid nag! Look what you did to my thousand-bit suit!" raged Red. Angrily, Locke raised the cane he had been holding in his hoof (so he could use his magic to hold the coffee). "You'll pay dearly for this, you stupid filly."


High above the city street, Grizelda soared through the air, savoring the freedom of flight. Her wings were still stiff from lack of use. She had no means to exercise them in the cell she had occupied for the past 11 years. Bad food, a cramped cell and little company save for the stern and disapproving faces of her captors had taken it's toll on Grizelda. Now she was free! Even a griffon as solitary and unsocial as her had found the long hours between 3 stone walls and steel wrought bars had driven her usual melancholy to a whole new level. Grizelda had come to realize that she would curry no love from the ponies she protected. She held no grudge; it was the right thing to do, regardless. She would be alone the rest of her life and she had come to accept that.

"You stupid filly, you'll pay for this"

Grizelda looked down in time to see an angry red unicorn in a coffee-stained suit raise his cane above his head.

Grizelda went into a dive shooting like a feathery rocket to the street below just in time to snap the cane in half with her talons.

"Back off.."

Locke looked at his shattered cane for a second before narrowing his eyes at Grizelda

"I'll teach you to talk to your betters with more respect.."

Grizelda, who had 5 inches and at least 30 pounds on the small green unicorn raised an eyebrow contemptuously.

"Just how will you do that?"

There as a pause as the aging red poney sized up his foe.

"There will be other times. There will be other opportunities. This may not be the first time you meddled in my affairs, but I assure you it will be your last."

  Quiver, come."

Red shouldered his way past Silver tip with venomous glance and disappeared in the crowd of ponies who were now lining up by the expensive cafes for lunch.

[Lavender Song]

OOC: Sorry if this sucks, I had a tiring day today so my brain isn't 100% functional right now.

BIC:
Silver Tip could barely comprehend what had just happened to her. One moment, she was just walking, reading her books, then, all of a sudden, she's being yelled at for ruining somepony's suit and before she even gets a chance to blink, a griffon dives at the pony who was yelling at her and brakes his cane. She was in shock, unable to even get up off the cold stone ground.

"W-wh-what just happened! I mean, I was just walking and then I'm being yelled at a-and then you're here!" Silver Tip yelled.

Silver Tip put her two front hooves to her forehead. Her brain working as fast as it can to figure out what had just happened. Silver suddenly started laughing, uncomfortable laughing.

"That's it! I've gone mad! I've lost it! All my marbles, gone! Where are they? I don't know!" Silver Tip said, trying to understand what had just happened.

Several passersby stopped and stared at the scene in front of them. How often do you see a Unicorn laughing like they've lost their marbles, a Griffon dive bombing a Unicorn's cane and a very angry business-pony? After noticing the large, growing crowd, Silver stopped laughing. She quickly started to pack her books into her saddle bags and began walking once again. A moment later, she turned around and walked towards the Griffon.

"Thank you, by the way. If you didn't come in, I'd probably be in a not so happy mood. So, thank you. I'll be going now." Silver Tip said, starting to turn around and walk away. Silver Tip was never one for socialising, too much work, not enough reward.

As Silver walked away, she began to mumble to herself, it was usual for her. She already had many things to discuss with herself and getting away from the situation would stop her number of thoughts from growing even more.

[starguy]

OOC: I take it you are a fan of the Brony analyst Silver Quill since you mis-typed your OC's name as "Silver Quill" rather that Silver Tip a few times.

Bic:


This pony is more wound up tighter than a yo-yo string. She's in shock..she needs someone to talk to. Come on Griz, make and effort.

Grizelda put her claw on the fleeing ponies shoulder and tried to sound nonchalant.

"Easy there, fruity I think you need to take few breaths. You are clearly in shock and need someone to talk to."

"Easy there Fruity?" smooth Giz, very smooth. she mentally berated herself..

"I take it you haven't had and previous run-ins with Canterlot's upper crust before. Most aren't like him. Sure, they are snobby pains in the rump but most are openly vindictive like he is."

Some of the curious onlookers where still hanging about to see if anything as exciting as the past few moments would occur. Grizelda glanced up.

"Can I help you?"

The crowd began to dissipate, though some of the ponies began to mutter, sounding scandalized.

[Lavender Song]

OOC: Yep. I end up accidentally watching him whenever I roleplay and it keeps on happening. Sorry about all that.

BIC:

Silver Tip shuddered when the Griffon put their claw on her shoulder. She had never met a Griffon before, let alone be touched by one. Silver slowly turned around, suddenly realising what was the Griffon in front of her just said.

She burst out laughing, "Easy there fruity? Come on, I'm grey and light blue! I don't know many fruits that colour!"

Silver Tip quickly put her hoof to her mouth, stopping her laughter. "This Griffon just saved her from being attacked by some crazy business-pony, she shouldn't be laughing at them!" She thought.

"Um, sorry about that. I'm not one for talking. I prefer to spend my time writing since I find it much easier to describe what I mean that way. So, what's your name? I'm Silver Tip. Nice to meet you." 

"Geez... What was that! I mean, that was definitely too fancy-schmancy than usual. Of course, I rarely socialise so I don't really have a "usual". Maybe that is my usual? It could be... Maybe, maybe..?" She thought.

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Grizelda frowned. Perhaps she should have taken her first hint and left the pony in peace.

"I meant fruity as in slightly crazy not fruity as in..never mind. I'm Grizelda, pleased to meetcha."

Just then, Grizelda's stomach grumbled. Years of prison stew had left her hungry for just about anything but stew. She needed to eat, but she hadn't yet been back to Griffonstone to ask her parents about her allowance since her release.

Time to roll the dice, Grizelda thought.

"Your just in time to treat me to lunch. What do you say? We could get to know each other over lunch" You don't strike me as a Canterlot native. Perhaps I could give you some directions around town."

[Lavender Song]

Silver Tip listened to the Griffon's response. "So her name is Grizelda?" She thought, "That's nice. Maybe I should keep that in mind for a character name? They are very hard to come up with... And she seems to be very interesting. I guess I could treat her to lunch, maybe I'll get inspired by her..?"

"I've actually lived here all my life. I've just never been able to fit in with the fancy crowd and I travel a lot so I've never gotten the chance to, nor would I want." Silver said. "I'll treat you a free lunch, you do seem like you have quite the character so I'd like to learn more about you."

Silver Tip put her hoof to her chin and thought for a moment.

"I know a good place for lunch nearby. It's not very fancy but that's what I like about it."

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"I know what it's like not to fit in, I've been not doing it my entire life." Grizelde looked down at her talons and flexed them a few times. It felt almost alien not to have manacles tightly fastened around them.

"I can't seem to even fit in around ponies, who are considerably nicer than griffons" I try to help ponies, but most misinterpret my intentions. When I was younger, I was teased for being... ungriffonlike, now here in Equestria, being a griffon works against me also. The people I help tend to think I want something in return for my services and so mislabel me as a typical greedy griffon"

Grizelde sighed heavily.

Why am I telling her this? It's not like we will become friends, will we? she thought.

Pondering this, Grizelde began to follow Lavender Song to the aforementioned cafe.

Things had begun to normalize on the city street. The only evidence left behind that a scuffle had occurred was the shattered remains of the red noble-pony's cane. Grizelde scooped up the broken pieces and deposited them in a nearby trash bin.

I'm sure his threat was an idle one. Still, what did he mean when he said I had interfered with his plans before? I don't recall seeing him before..

[Lavender Song]

"Oh, I'm sorry you had to go through with all of that. It's hard not being what you were "meant to be". I mean, my family's members are almost all quite famous and well, posh. I stood out when I was younger at family gatherings so I've never been close with my other relatives. I also didn't fit in with my classmates either, they wanted to be active, run around. I just wanted to daydream, zone out the problems of the world and escape to a different world, much better than our own." Silver said as they arrived at the door of the aforementioned cafe.

"Here it is! My favourite cafe in all of Canterlot!"

Silver Tip walked in, taking a deep breath as her entire body relaxed. The cafe was small but cosy and the wooden floor creaked under the weight of its newest arrivals. Silver Tip headed towards the counter and gained the attention of the pony working at the counter.

"Hello, what can I get you?" The pony asked.

"A plain hayburger for me and a glass of water." Silver answered.

"And what can I get you?" The pony asked, motioning its head towards Grizelda.

[starguy]

OOC: Arg! my computer has been auto-correcting "Grizelde" to "Grezelda" It's actually the former, not the latter. Sorry for the confusion. Grizelde is a German name meaning "spear maiden" "Grezleda is just an English version of the same word but I much prefer the German spelling, despite not being German myself.

bic:

Grizelde took a seat. flexed her wings a few times before folding them.

"Nice place. I see why you like it"

When the waiter asked for her order, she was quick on the draw:

"I'll have a large chocolate shake, some fries and a dozen lamb kebabs"

A nearby patron gave a shocked gasp at the final thing on Grizelde's order and shot Grizelde a disapproving look but she ignored it. She had been used to this treatment, having even been ejected from a few of the more high-end restaurants for even suggesting that the chef cook an animal for her to eat. Hunting in Griffonstone was at least more plentiful since the prey didn't complain so much before being eaten. Nearly everything in Equestria was under Celestia's protection, leaving very little for Grizelde to hunt. The result was that she had to resort to foraging, begging, and occasionally poaching a cow or sheep to eat from a neighbors field. Grizelde felt dirty stealing livestock from hard working ponies, but a griffon had to eat. The result of Grizelde's fast was instantly obvious to anypony who knew anything about girffons. Grizelde, despite her rippling muscles, sharp beak and razor-like talons was if not emaciated, at least quite malnourished for a griffon her size and it showed. This would be a good meal.

[Lavender Song]

OOC: Oh, sorry about that.

BIC:

Silver Tip sat back in her seat, enjoying the quaint atmosphere. Oh, how she loved this cafe. It was perfect for reading or writing and she often did most of her work at the cafe.

"I see you have quite the taste. I wish I ordered a chocolate shake myself." Silver said.

A few moments passed while they waited for their meals and Silver, wanting to make sure that there was no awkward silence, thought of a random question and blurted it out.

"So, what do you do for a living? I'm not very knowledgeable with Griffon culture so I'd love to learn about it too if you don't mind."

[starguy]

OOC: No prob. It wasn't your fault. I kept spelling her name wrong and confusing you XD.
The two spellings are pronounced more or less the same so I suppose in a way it doesn't mater too much.

BiC:

Grizelde took a deep breath.

"To be honest, I'm not a typical griffon. My species is very into the acquisition of wealth. I'm more interested in fighting injustice. I wander all over Equestria fighting for the little guy. I go where some guards and police ponies won't go because it's not their job or someone has paid them not to." Sometimes the law and me get into..disagreements. Sometimes it's because they don't like my methods, sometimes its because I make them look bad and sometimes it's because I genuinely screw up.

Grizelde rubbed the indentation on her neck where the collar had been for the past ten years before picking up the shake which had just arrived and drinking about a quarter of it in a single gulp.

"So yeah. That's what I do. I go around Equestria being a general pain in the rump to anyone who picks on people smaller than them. What about you? I'm guessing your some sorta journalist or writer?"

[Lavender Song]

Silver Tip went from her relaxed position to sitting up straight in her seat.

"Oh, I see... I'm sorry for bringing that up, I see you're not very comfortable with the subject. Though I find what you do quite honourable. So, um, good work!" Silver Tip said, smiling uncomfortably after her last sentence.

Silver Tip grasped her hayburger in her magic and took a bite, returning to her relaxed position.

"Yes, I'm an author. I've only wrote one book so far but it's somewhat popular." SIlver Tip lifted a copy of her book out of her saddle bags with her magic.

"It's called "May Mare, September Stallion". It's a story about a mare and a stallion who were best friends their entire lives but found themselves spending less time together because the world around them was pressuring them into a romantic relationship."

Silver Tip took another bite of her hayburger and sipped her water.

"Currently I'm working on another book, it's about a set of triplets exploring lands unknown so they can defeat a rising evil. I'm still in the research stage but I think it's going well."

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Grizelde eyed the bookish mare suspiciously.

The way she said "Good work" didn't sound like it was meant to be patronizing, but Grizelde decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. She was, after all, treating her to lunch. Grizelde had no reason to think Silver Tip was anything other than what she appeared: A shy, bookish mare with a decent heart. It was then that Grizelde realize she was being interviewed.

I am going to become a character in one of her books or is she just researching griffon culture in case Griffonstone ever appears as a location in her book?

"I love adventure novels.  I'll give it a read when it comes out. Have you considered a name for your novel yet?"

This wasn't strictly speaking a lie. Grizelde did enjoy tales of adventure and action such as the Daring Do books, but she felt silly reading them when she could be reading more informative books like how to fight ranged opponents from the air or how to pick a lock using just your talons.

The kebabs came and Grizelde took a bite. Whatever it was, it wasn't lamb, she knew that. Knowing better than to complain about a free meal, Grizelde smiled weakly and hoped that she didn't appear as obviously false and she felt.

Grizelde took another gulp of her shake. The meat was dry, but not inedible by any stretch. It had been well spiced and Grizelde found herself wondering how many other carnivores or omnivores had eaten at a Canterlot cafe like this one. To a hungry griffon, the food was practically a gourmet feast. Grizelde made a mental note to extend her do-gooding to the poorest parts of Equestria. Canterlot crime was mostly just petty thievery and the occasional embezzling scheme by some  greedy banker pony. Nothing the guards ponies here couldn't handle.

She would have to talk to her parents about a stipend first. Asking for the ponies she rescued to give her free meals wasn't reliable or dignified and Greizelde knew first claw that gratitude, espeically to vigilantes, wasn't what it used to be.

[Lavender Song]

"Well, if there are any tiny bits of knowledge that I wouldn't find too easily then that would be helpful. Not to pressure you into it of course. I don't mind, I'm quite the researcher when it comes to different places."

Silver Tip finished her hayburger and washed it down with her glass of water.

"Oh! Now that was lovely! Hayburgers never disappoint me! How's your lunch?"

Silver Tip leant back, grabbing another book from her bag with her magic and opening it up.

"I hope you don't mind if I read while we talk, I have a lot of research to do and don't worry, I'm quite the multitasker."

Silver Tip began reading her book, quickly flipping through the pages. She seemed to be able to read every page in the blink of an eye.