asgardeventide | 006. video/action for the grounds of Sigyn. (MUSICAL EVENT)

[Fluttershy has been hovering around outside for most of the afternoon, tending to the plants and trying to help them rise up and grow. Her heart is filled with song and she's been humming and fluttering about on her tiptoes, as usual. Anyone watching or listening in will hear her voice rise up softly to this tune.

She seems to be exercising her power on some of the budding plants, helping them bloom as she touches and sings to them, softly and almost hauntingly. Her tone is full and very different from her usual speaking voice--

Let's listen...]

Come to my garden... Nestled in the hills~ [Smiling gently, her hand waves around the bud of a pale-colored flower and it opens slowly.] There, I will keep you safe beside me.

[Her hand floats down the line of flowers as she steps away and goes to some more, allowing them to open.]

Come to my garden~ Rest there in my arms... [She leans over a small hedge, one leg extended out behind her while she balances on the ball of the other foot.] There, I will see you, safely grown and on your way...

[Swinging the back leg forward again, she switches her balance to that one, alternating between as she twirls along the walkway into the grass on the other side and under a tree, where she brings her arms around grandly.]

Stay there in the garden~ [Reaching to gently cup a flower on the tree.] Where love grows wild and free~

Come to my garden, sweet child--

[It blooms in her hand and she lets it go, fondly fluttering until she reaches the walkway again. She stops and her hands float in the air and her eyes widen as if she's distracted by something in the distance.]

Come, come to me...

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[oh what the actual crap did someone see that--]

Ohmygosh--!

[She's really no stranger to spontaneously singing about things in Ponyville. It's like a requirement to live there or something.]

I didn't know you sang, Miles!

[He just clamps his mouth shut after those first two verses which ended with a gasp of shock. Oh no. Ohhhh no. After successfully keeping his little song shenanigans away from the network and others in general...well, his luck had just run out.]

I -

[Then he raises a hand to his lips and quickly clears his throat. Are those his cheeks burning?]

I prefer to play the flute or the piano; t-these must be the effects of this strange musical phenomenon...

[oh gosh cute tbh]

This is a phenomenon?

In Ponyville, singing is how we express our feelings all the time!

P-perhaps in Ponyville, but it is...ah, not quite as common here in Asgard, or where I come from.

[Why are his cheeks still burning. >_>]

Personally, I would rather express my feelings through speaking.

[This time, as he sings, he steps forward and gestures as if reaching for the sky.]

Son of man, look to the sky.
Lift your spirit, set it free.

[Then he cups his hands over his heart, then suddenly thrusts his arms forward as if letting a bird fly from his grasp before striding toward Fluttershy, dancing all the way.]

Someday you'll walk tall with pride,
Son of man, a man in time you'll be.

[He stops beside her, his voice a little softer but still that same decent baritone.]

Though there's no one there to guide you,
No one to take your hand.
But with faith and understanding,
You will journey from boy to man.

[She kind of stares at him because this REALLY isn't like him at all. Singing curse or not.]

You have a very lovely voice, Miles. I wish I understood your song, but...

[She tries desperately to laugh it off, standing stiff as a board.]

Nrgh - !

[He quickly backs away from her as if she had grown an extra head.]

Forgive me; this blasted song keeps coming back! [An exasperated sigh as he tries to cool off, but it's hard to do so when your face is bright red with embarrassment as you realize how much dancing and singing you've been doing in front of a person/pony you don't know too much.

He takes a deep breath, and manages to finally stand still, in front of her. A respectable, conversational distance away from her.]

I only wanted to ask you about your power.

[She smiles and shakes her head.]

It's alright. You really are good at singing!

[Really, she thinks so. But back to his question.]

Growth is my power. I'm not as good at is as some other ponies in my house, but I think I've gotten the hang of it. I like to help the flowers bloom out here when I can... [She steps over to the tree again.]

Even if I can make them bloom, they need to be take care of or they will die. Like any plant.

[She smiles and then suddenly. Stops. Song welling up in her chest again oh no.]

[He'd...really rather not talk about the singing. Or the dancing. Okay, sure, he was a competent dancer (only in the ballroom) but THIS type of dancing just wasn't his style at all.

Edgeworth gathers his thoughts, focuses on what they were to discuss, and places his hands in his pockets, where they will not gesticulate so flamboyantly ever again. There, now he's back to looking businesslike, even if his face is still a bit colored, and his fingers are trembling slightly.]

I see...and yes, that would make sense. Your power is not a substitute for proper care - at least, at your current level.

R-Right!

[She puffs out her cheeks and suddenly...]

When you meet the someone who is meant for you...~

[Sweetly, she starts to sing again, twirling on her tiptoes to his side.] Before two can become one, there's something you must do!

[Uh-oh. His eyes widen when she approaches him in turn. Edgeworth takes a little step to the other side - just enough for her to get the message. Now he truly knows what she must have felt like when he let himself go.]

...M-Miss Fluttershy?

[He digs his feet into the ground. No more dancing. Please.]

[And she's a rather fluttery (hurrr) soprano with a lot of control over her own voice. She practices, yo.

She clasps her hands together and a dreamy smile spreads across her lips as she looks right up to the sky.]

I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss~ And a prince I'm hoping comes with this!

[She pushes off of the ground with the balls of her feet and twirls again, her arms swaying in the air with all the precision of a ballerina.]

That's what brings ever-afterings so happy!

[He has to admit, she does have a very nice voice - better than his, he might add.]

You are...quite skilled, yes, but...

[Edgeworth's tone is clipped and he is obviously doing his best to not sing everything out again.]

[She's not even trying to fight it at this point.

Being pony is suffering. It manages to stop itself for a minute--]

Um... I don't know why what I'm singing is relevant. I'm sorry. It's just kind of been happening and--

[NO. NOT AGAIN.]

That's the reason we need lips so much~ For lips are the only things that touch...

[She sighs and skitters over to the tree and plucks off a flower, holding it delicately in her hands.]

So to spend a life of endless bliss, just find who you love through true love's kiss...

[It seems to have stopped again, but she doesn't open her mouth and instead shifts an uncomfortable glance to him.]

[Edgeworth honestly has no idea how to react. He continues standing there, rooted to the spot, watching Fluttershy flit toward the tree, pick the flower off...

He turns toward her with an expression of concern and of course, surprise. That was...sudden.]

A-Are you...all right? This is exactly what I was talking about...

006. video/action for the grounds of Sigyn. (MUSICAL EVENT)

action; shhh

action; /crawls away to hide also whoops that should probably be "who'll climb"

action; SHHHHHHHHH

action; DISHONOR ON ME 1/2

action; DISHONOR ON MY COW

action; dishonor on your pony

action; Dishonor on ALL my ponies

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