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Seventh Quirk - Video + Action (Violet City Pokemon Center)

*The video opens with a rather pathetic looking Imogen. Her time in the snow has had her a bit in the blues. She kinda freaked out and did that near death thing and she doesn't want to do that again. Does that make her a coward. Making her seem sadder, her hair is in one single, boring ponytail instead of one of her usual buns or balls or twintailed monstrosities. She's absentmindedly petting Whiskey, her Rattata all the while.*

So I hope everyone's homes are still standing after all that almost but not quite end of the world bad. I hope I was the only one out there in trouble.

Um... if anyone's house does need work. I can draw up designs for any construction team you hire. You can name a fair price for me to work for. I don't have a proper construction team, so all I can do is design.

And I'm pretty sure if I tried to leave the city angry ponies would jump me and drag me back here cause I'm not exactly in perfect shape.

...That's all.

*She forces out one beaming bright smile. And the video feed cuts.*
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*And Imogen promptly falls over on her side with a understated sign. The weather grew too harsh for her while on the road. She made the best time she could but in the process overworked herself and Wildfyre. All to run toward what? Three ponies and their holiday together. So she wouldn't be alone? Even with them she'd be alone. No Dad, no Natalie, no Fiona, no Eli, no Bianca, no Band, nobody that was hers. She was a pity date of the most pitiful of dates.*

*The usual happy endless energy that was an Imogen with a destination, a desire, a place to go wasn't here. Even when her goals were empty and superficial, she hit them with the energy of a freight train powered by laughter and kittens on hamster wheels. This close to Christmas, nobody around for the moment. She doesn't have the energy to pretend right now. She could draw out some, just a little, to deal with the network. But while it was just her, Whiskey, and Omen curled up protectively at her feet? Her tanks were too drained to lie to herself, just everyone else.*

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(Who should pop up but the first pony to befriend her? Rainbow Dash approached Imogen with a grin but as she got closer the girl was reminded of when Pinkie Pie thought everypony didn't like her.

And then threw a party. With turnips, rocks and other things to resemble certain ponies.)

Imogen! How are you holding up?

*Imogen tries to put herself together quickly. No being a Debby Downer for her friends and their holiday. She's not perfect at it but she's smiling and sitting up, that's a good start. Crossing her legs and trying to act placid at least.*

Oh, Rainbow Dash, hello. I'm wonderful. It's a white and fuzzy and not apocalypsed Winter season!

Just still tired and achy from all the adventuring. And the whole running from a big bad Golemy thing.

(Rainbow gets in close, eyes narrowed in suspicion while stroking her chin. She's still getting used to lack of a hoof...)

Reeeally? So, you found out what the big, bad Pokemon was out in the snow? And there's nothing else bothering you?

It's gone so it doesn't matter right now. Plus, world didn't end, that always brightens me up!

*She smiles, but it is best not to trust it.*

(And Rainbow doesn't quite trust it, having dealt with shifty eyes before where Applejack was concerned. She looks up, down, left, right, crosses her arms and remains close in.)

'Course, that cheers me up too. You'd tell me if something was going on, right? 'Cause we're officially friends now; that's what you said over the 'Gear a few weeks back.

*That is not fair, playing the friend card on her like that. She winces slightly and her smile cracks, just a little.*

It's nothing. Well... nothing important.

*Sigh* Being stuck in here? I mean, in the center, not here as in Johto. Little bit of cabin fever... and homesickness, it's just not any fun.

*It wasn't lying... it just wasn't telling everything bouncin' around in that noggin of Imogen's either.*

Yeah...I get what you're saying. You miss home, don't you?

(Technically, being stuck in the Center was being stuck in Johto. But Dash didn't really handle technological stuff - that was more Twilight with her books and whatnot.)

Home, sitting on the porch reading a book while dad grades papers. Usually I'd dress like a christmas elf, reading Tolkein or Harry Potter. Volta...

*Best not to think about that, wound is too recent. Imogen takes a breath and blinks away her feelings.*

Anyway, I want to go outside but the whole freeze to death thing Twilight Sparkle rescued me from means I probably should stay indoors. No book, no elf costume, no dad...

*No Volta...*

No fun at all...

Hey, that doesn't mean you can't have fun inside with us!

(Rainbow gave her a one-armed hug, squeezing lightly while grinning.)

Besides, going outside now might not be too wise. Waiting a while would be best.

*Imogen's smile was a bit more uncomfortable than usual, she liked hugs but right now being hugged by a rainbow haired properly pony just left her wondering did ponies hug. Also being coddled and cared for by brand new friends was a little overwhelming.*

Fun inside? Like what?

*She was again at the thought of Rainbow Dash is a pony, and while the concept of technicolor magic pony creatures was okay the active application left her confused.*

And I wouldn't go far. Just... I dunno, feel the cold air on my nose when I'm not camping and blizzarded and golemed.

Eh, fun like putting mistletoe above every door in the Center!

(Rainbow pulled back after a minute or two, eyeing Imogen with a look of disbelief. She wouldn't be hiding the entire truth, would she? The pony might be just an athlete, but even she could tell when anypony hid stuff.)

Like right at the front door of the Center? Or trying to get some alone time when you had more than enough of that already?

The center could be a bit more festive...

*Stop staring, it is making Imogen keenly aware she's not really done much with her hair or outfit, staring is for when she looks fabulous. Or at the very least weird.*

I love winter and snow. ...Within reason, freezing to almost death once is enough for the season. I just wanna look at the city while it's all snow covered and such, while I'm aware and all.

Yep, and maybe some wreaths and trees too!

(Rainbow's expression turns sad after a little bit while glancing away. Did Imogen really not trust her enough to admit what was going on?)

Any reason why you can't wait to see it with us?

Rainbow Dash...

*Full names. One of those weird idiosyncratic habits of Imogen. When she was walling others away. One she picked up when others called her a freak, long ago when she was young and naive. It showed that she was acting more somber and sane than her usual energy.*

You, and your friends, have been really nice to me. But... really letting new people in is hard for me. Just stop trying so hard, okay? You'll get there, but I need time. Especially while I'm homesick.

[ Ah... well, Menma was safe - but that sure was scary enoygh to impact her usually cheerful attitude. Maria's departure already made a dent in it, for sure. In fact, she's not smiling when she video calls. ]

Are you hurt, Imogen...?

Nope! Take a bit more than that to put a dent in my day!

But you said you're not in a perfect shape. Is that different?

My day is undented, but I'm a bit dinged up. The ponies are worried I won't make a trip in my condition.

...I also sorta lost my sleeping bag. And I really think I need a tent anyway.

Oh, so you got a cold or something? Then they're right, you should take care of yourself before you go out again! There's still snow around, you know!

They'd probably tie you up to make sure you didn't leave, either.

[Starswirl peers at her over the stack of books he's carrying over to Twilight, who's in a chair at a table far enough away that she didn't hear what Imogen was saying.]

One thing I've learned is that when Twilight and Fluttershy are concerned, it's best to just go along with them. And the new one's no different. You should just-

Starswirl, where are those books on fire-type care?

[There's a mental sigh and Starswirl shrugs.]

I'm coming, Twilight. Patience. [He looks back at Imogen.] Just let them fuss over you for a while. It makes them feel better.

*Omen's eyes darted for the Psychic type as soon as he felt Imogen shift. His protectiveness wasn't the most useful at the moment, but Imogen appreciated it. The whole psychics type thing was weird, cool but... weird. Imogen pet her starter, and tried to get him to calm down. Imogen started thinking toward the psychic, not wanting to raise Twilight's concerns.*

It's weird! They barely know me! I... if they were my friends from home, or certain overprotective destructive omens I met in New Bark, I wouldn't have a problem. And they better not, that's not something I want to explain to-

*Imogen tucked her knees a bit closer to her chest as sh hugged Whiskey.*

Nevermind.

[He raises an eyebrow at her cut off objection, but ends up just shrugging.]

It's not weird to them. They consider you a friend, that's good enough for them to act like this. You'll get used to it after a while.

[Twilight takes this moment to stick her head around the books she's currently got and blink at Imogen.]

Everything okay over there?

Y-yup, just, peachykeen! Your friend there was just making sure I was doin' okay.

No need to worry.

*Imogen put on a brave uplifting smile.*

I miss her so much right now...

[Twilight's eyes drop to Starswirl's for a moment, but he just shrugs at her. She frowns, but goes back to her books. Starswirl's mind-voice takes on an edge of curiosity.]

"Her"?

...Didn't know you were still listening.

*She sighed internally, trying to keep up the idea she was bouncy and happy and staring off into space like a the crazy everyone thinks she is. Her expressions grow more rueful as her thoughts stay in the conversation.*

My girlfriend... I haven't talked about her much here. Cause if I think about her too long I'll shatter. Christmas back home, she wasn't... we weren't sure where we were. Now that we know what we are, it hurts to not have her here.

*Imogen tries to casually slip her glasses off and wipe at her face with her sleeve. To cover up how misty eyed this is making her. It wasn't very effective.*

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