Roleplay

@BurningEmbers

The sun was nearly at its peak.

The heat was barely noticeable, though. It never really was. It was more... warm.

Houses rose up on either side of a cobblestone road. There were no cars here, though. There never had been. The road led up to a massive building made of some white, shimmering material, where the Council lived and worked.

On either side of the road were houses of all shapes and sizes and styles. Most were empty. The inhabitants were all off in their own Universes, living out their lives.

Not Incessant.

They were stuck in Universe Core, in the City of Gladar. All because they could sometimes see the future. That was it. Beginning made them stay.

They'd rather drag a hot iron through their head, to be perfectly honest.

They were sitting on the steps to their porch, staring up at the sun. It would've burned the eyes of a normal pony. But to Incessant, it was just another dull reminder of how much this place was controlled.

The weather, the temperature, the orbits of the celestial bodies - EVERYTHING was chosen and decided by the Council. It was almost sickening. There was nothing but law here, nothing but order.

And yet. And yet, there was a chaos about the place - a dark underbelly that rested right underneath the Cacaesthesia's carefully-crafted paradise.

If only the damned Councilmembers could realize that sooner. Incessant snorted, grinning to themselves.

If only.

They stood up a moment later, glancing around the city. It was boring, just sitting around and doing nothing. There were no disasters that were happening soon, anyways, so they needed to amuse themselves.

@StopTheBats

She smiled, her silver gaze twinkling with mischief. She was bored, and she wanted to wreck some havoc.

Wandering down the cobblestone street, her seemingly shimmering man swaying behind her, she walked with an aura of confidence around her. She knew that she was pretty, in Glader terms anyways, and she took every opportunity she could to show it off.

Looking down the street, her silver iris' caught a new face on a porch. Her eyes glistening with excitement, she appeared in front of the pony a broad smile on her face.

"Who are you?" She asked, a naturally flirtatious tone to her voice. She already liked this pony, his white eyes giving him an aura of mystery. She loved mystery.

@BurningEmbers

Incessant jumped back, white eyes blinking. Their vision swirled with colors.

Danger colors. They closed their eyes for a second, exhaling, and the colors calmed and refocused on the other Gladar in front of them.

They opened their eyes slowly and stared at her. They had seen her around the city, but had never really interacted. Which meant that she probably was not one of the Gladar who had fought in the Great War. "Incessant. You?"

@StopTheBats ((Sorry x.x apparently I get distracted easily))

Evermore tilted her head, a soft laugh escaping from her lips. She already found amusement in this Gladar, what a nice surprise compared to her usual dull days. Dull city equals dull days, what can one pony do about it?

Snapping out of her thoughts, she peered back at him through her silver eyes, amusement glittering within them. She liked this Gladar, quite a bit actually, and she wondered why she had never spoken with him before.

"Evermore." She replied, her flirtatious tone gone and replaced with a curious one. She swore that she had recognized the pony from somewhere. "Are you sure we don't talk? You seem awfully familiar.."

@BurningEmbers (It's fine!)

"Probably just seen me around town," they said, taking a step back. "I assist the Cacaesthesia Council occasionally."

Incessant didn't like this, one bit. They didn't like talking to Gladar they didn't know - especially the younger ones. The ones that didn't understand the heavy weight of the Great War.

Well, to be fair, they didn't like talking in general. Usually they just headed over to Restless or Constant and curled up with one of them and said nothing. It was enough to be in the other's presence.

Either way, they didn't like this. The way she carried herself was... off. As if she thought of herself extremely highly.

@StopTheBats

Evermore sensed the uneasiness in the pony before her, taking a step back as well to give it some space. She didn't like making others uneasy, especially when she liked them, as she did Incessant. Sighing, she looked inquisitively at the other, trying to make sense of them.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." She replied, a little hesitant as she moved backwards another step. She wasn't used to apologizing, nor was she used to a pony not liking her. She tended to be am easy pony to befriend, when she liked the pony she was befriending, but it seemed as though this pony didn't like her.

What a shame. She thought, her thoughts centered on the fact that they weren't dull like the other Gladars. In fact, Incessant seemed quite bright and fun, but she must have misread them. Taking a deep breath, she turned around and started walking away from the strange pony.

She realized how many new things she had just done as she was walking away. The one that surprised her the most was the fact that she apologized. Evermore almost never apologized, especially when she hadn't done anything wrong. Why had this pony made her so..different?

@BurningEmbers

Incessant twitched their wings, watching her leave.

Good.

They glanced up as another Gladar headed down a street. Constant gave them a big wave and headed over, passing by Evermore.

"Hey!" he chirped, hugging Incessant.

"Good morning," Incessant responded, giving him a brief hug back.

Constant pulled away and glanced at Evermore. "Who's that?"

They shrugged.