Post by Trixie Lulamoon on Jan 31, 2015 23:38:09 GMT -6
Trixie had no idea why she had signed up for this again. The last few times had been rather…meh. In fact, she wasn’t even that particularly interested in the whole dating thing, particularly since she now had her apprentice studies to focus on. Still, she was supposed to be trying to get out more, and this seemed an easier way to meet somepony than just wandering around town until she ran into somepony. Luna couldn’t fault her for trying to make more friends, right?
Since the last two times with stallions hadn’t worked out all that well, Trixie figured she would see what would happen if she put female. For her, personally, it wasn’t all that important, and the goal here was just to make a friend anyway.
For a location, it seemed that the moderators of the event had decided to place her at a karaoke bar. That seemed like it would work: Trixie was no foreigner to performance after all. Sure, she was a magician and not a singer, but she was glad to take on any challenge presented to her. That, of course, meant she had done a little singing in her time. As far as she knew she was an okay singer. Hopefully the pony she was supposed to meet was good too. If Trixie had to spend time listening to a carriage wreck of a singer she was going to leave asap.
Glancing down at the card, Trixie read over the name. She was supposed to be meeting somepony named Photo Finish. Something about the name sounded familiar, but Trixie couldn’t quite but her hoof on it. With a name like that she obviously had some kind of interest in photography, but that was a pretty wide area of possibility. Oh dear Celestia, hopefully she wasn’t some kind of paparazzi trying to score a scoop on the princess of the night’s new apprentice. Not that Trixie didn’t mind the attention, of course, but for Luna’s sake she figured she should at least make the token effort to avoid it if she could.
For now, however, Trixie simply laid back in her chair, watching as some new pony came up to the stage and started to sing. She wasn’t particularly good, and Trixie hoped that paparazzi or not her date would arrive soon so she could at least be a distraction from the noise.