[PRP] First World Pony Pains (Falair x Druvian)

[Yayoi]

It had been a while since Falair had left her fellow Horsemen and took to the streets of Halloween town. She had set up a little mobile shop which she lugged around from place to place. Occasionally stopping for a few hours to peddle some potions and charms to make up the money so she could afford a real place to live.

Faiyum was gone. Na'ima was still around but she did not know her sister's standings on Medea. And before she could find her she had to leave the reserve. She didn't want to be there, to draw attention to herself from the others who did agree with what Medea offered them. It sat sour in her stomach for them to be handed it so easily.

But whatever.

She found herself lazing on a grassy hill on the school grounds, nibbling some day old bug biscuits. They pretty much let her come and go as she pleased as long as she didn't cause any trouble. And even so, she still had a project to kind of work on anyway. Observing the students and their technology.

Kyribird

 

[Kyribird]

If there was one thing that Druvian hated (and Druvian hated a lot of things), it was boredom. Classes were not difficult, he had met only one person worthy of actual use to him (and she was an alumni, so did she count?) and the rest of the school he found to be uninteresting. Thus far, his plan of dominating the academy was woefully far from being even started.

Which, in turn, irritated the reaper. He had a finite amount of time to make his mark on the school where his parents and elder siblings had failed. However, Druvian was, well, Druvian, and he wasn't going to give up.

He had a plan.

First step of the plan - Get minions.
Second step of the plan - Make an anonymous website for gossip
Third step - Make website popular
Fourth step - ???
Fifth step - profit!

It was a pretty solid plan. Really.

Now he just needed to go away from everyone with his eyepad and do some work on that site and plot it out. So nobody else knew. Except the spot where he normally went to be away from everyone was currently occupied. By a ghoul. His least favorite type of creeple (which wasn't saying much, admittedly.)

"Hello. I haven't seen you about, before." Druvian tried to be pleasant. Really.

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

He had caught her mid chew, the mare let her face mask snap back against her face. It was rare that she ever removed it, only in front of family and really close friends.

Tilting her head, the long veil attached to her hat shifted and the beads in her blue hair clicked against one another as she eyed this student who had approached her. Most tended to ignore her for the most part so what was his deal?

"What kind of potions do you use to get such blue skin? Or is that a natural thing for you little scarelings here in Halloween?"

Kyribird-