TEST DRIVE MEME!

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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[millionbitpipes]

"Career." He doesn't bother to comment on the name thing; he's gotten that literally his entire life. "It ain't too bad. Turns out ponies like my style of music a lot more than the folks back home, so it's been an experience."

He was never unsuccessful back home, but he certainly hasn't enjoyed the kind of popularity he did here. It was all about what the younger crowds were into. "How about you?" Cutie marks often help, but he figures that bird could mean any number of other things too.

[wastelandkindness]

"Maybe it's nostalgia," Velvet muses. "Hearkening back to a simpler time. Of course, times were never simple, but they are easy to look back on with fondness if you've gotten that far."

Velvet smiles. "Strictly a hobby. I was pushed into it as a career, and find it much more pleasant when it's not the source of my livelihood. I'm actually a doctor, by day."

[millionbitpipes]

"You ain't wrong about that." And this is the part where Harvey once again changes the subject to avoid backstory.

"Huh. Don't see too many doctors out doin' this by night." He doesn't mention so, but it'll be good to have someone with that kinda skillset around. Things get weird here, and they've got more than enough superpowered kids runnin' around gettin' themselves hurt anyway. "I agree, though, show business ain't the kinda thing you should do for a livin' if your heart ain't in it."

[wastelandkindness]

"Mmmn. Well." She laughs; a rich, melodious sound smooth as her namesake. "Somepony leaped to conclusions about the meaning of my Cutie Mark and pushed me towards singing as a career. Not a very pleasant experience."

Not the most unpleasant experience she's had by far, but never mind that. Let's not drag her world into this one when she can help it.

She twirls an empty glass that used to contain a Bloody Mary, brushing the bottom with a celery stick held in her will.

"Healing, now healing is something I've always wanted to do. The power of life. The power to take away pain - or at least to help people transcend it, draw power from it. I have no regrets."

[millionbitpipes]

Meanwhile, the glass by Harvey's side clearly just contains water. Not much of a drinker, apparently, even though that really ought to be half the fun of being employed at a bar.

"I'd wondered if that ever happened with the marks. So you were always a pony?" That makes her life a hay of a lot easier, he bets. Didn't have to relearn to walk or anything.

[wastelandkindness]

"Often the symbolism is fairly obvious, but not always." She calls the bartended. "Celery soda?"

She raises her eyebrow at Harvey's question. Now that's interesting. "I was never a zebra, but I guess that's not what you're asking. Does this have to do with the trouble in town?"