trans_9 | Exhaustion!

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Exhaustion!

After fighting in a massive planetary battle -- well, less 'fighting' and more 'healing people, occasionally from literal death' -- the Akashic was, in a word, exhausted.

Not necessarily physically; regardless of how grueling shifts in Medbay might be at the moment, he made a point to stick to his schedule, sleep plenty, eat (ugh) enough gruel, and keep his body in shape. Not necessarily mentally either; good health and self-care, along with meditation and discipline, helped in that matter as well.

There was just a certain level of core, deep, ground-in exhaustion that couldn't be banished that easily, though. So that left only one thing to do for the best relaxation:

Snowboard in the sensorium.

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"Did I not fair well? I certainly do not want Applejack to get hurt when she learns from you."

Rarity looked at him mock sternly.

"Oh no, you did excellent, don't get me wrong!" he said, easing himself back to his feet. "But if you enjoyed that, well, it only gets faster and wilder from here. Nothing gentle or serene about it." He pointed to the hill behind them, which, at its top, certainly was nothing like the gentle slope she'd just gone down.

She looked at the hill and her eyebrow twitched a bit. "Perhaps another time, Morgan. I'm sure Applejack would enjoy it though." Rarity looked at him and gave Morgan a smile.

"That's about what I thought," he said with a wink. "It's a thrillseeker's sport..." God help them all if he ever met Rainbow Dash.

"Out of curiosity, how do you generally relax?" He implicitly gave her permission to reshape the sensorium with that question.

"I relax at the spa in Ponyville." The surroundings changed (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110816121703/mlp/images/5/5f/HornFilingWithASideOfFail.png) and the wallpaper was a nice serene blue with a couple of massage tables in the middle. The spa ponies trotted towards her with delight.

Morgan chuckled. "This one may not be an option for me, I have to admit."

Rarity raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You do look like you take care of your appearance very well though." She waved the spa ponies away and they proceeded to fold some towels.

Oh, Morgan was grinning and suppressing a laugh at that. How many times had someone told him that in the past? "I might be a little vain," he admitted, idly reaching back to trap a lock of his waist-length hair between his fingers. He tugged it forward, putting on an air of terrible sheepishness. "Just a little. No, I was more thinking that beauty treatments for ponies might not be quite the same as beauty treatments for humans?"

"Oh, right. How silly of me." Rarity then changed the scene back to the snowy slope they were on earlier. "I suppose this is how you relax?"

"One way!" he said. "I like to swim, meditate, play video games, train, read... I picked snowboarding because before I woke up on the ship, it was summer, and I hadn't been in quite a while."

"You have a vast range of relaxation techniques, I am envious of you." Rarity replied as she walked around the fake snow.

(OOC: I have no idea what else I should say. *sweatdrop*)

[I don't mind short tags, don't worry!]

"I'm the sort of guy who doesn't do 'sitting around doing nothing' very well. No matter what meditation might look like. So I end up doing all sorts of different things. Learning new things and perfecting the old!"

He kicked up snow just to watch it scatter, playfully.

"But I get the feeling what you really love most, or at least is pretty high up there, is designing clothes!"

"Of course, being a fashionista is my passion! I would not have earned my cutie mark without my interest in it. I never told you my story, didn't I?" Without waiting for a reply, Rarity then began to explain the purpose of cutie marks, how it reflect each pony's specialty and she then recalled her rather dramatic story of being dragged around by her horn.

"Much to my dismay, I arrived at this huge rock but a sonic rainboom appeared across the sky and cracked it open in half, revealing numerous precious gems! I brought them back with me and added them to the costumes. Everyone at the play was absolutely dazzled by my work and that's how I earned my cutie mark."

"A sonic rainboom?" he repeated. His mental image was not too far off from reality (because, really, what else could it be?), but what a concept! "Is that a common occurrence where you come from?"

"It is quite rare. Only pegasus ponies are able to do so and they must fly really fast. My friend Rainbow Dash accomplished this feat twice." Rarity then found a nice spot in the snow and sat down regally.

"Fast indeed." There had to be some sort of pony magic involved to make it possible -- how could a simple flying pony go at supersonic speeds otherwise? The more he saw or heard of these ponies, the more impressed he was.

"I wish you had the chance to meet one of my best friends," he said, drifting back to why he'd brought up fashion design anyway. "She had talent in so many things, but she loved to design clothing."

Anything about fashion, Rarity's ears would perk up and her eyes would widen. "That is absolutely fascinating! I know of another person who mentioned his friend was a designer too. I can't wait to work with them, I simply must learn more about human fashion!"

(OOC: Did you see the new MLP Season 2 premiere? It was awesomesauce!)

"Well, someday, one way or the other!" he said. "Either she'll wake up here or after we've got this mess taken care of, we'll find a way to come look you up. The world I live on is a nexus, it has portals and access to all sorts of different worlds. I'm sure we can find one to yours somewhere!"

Optimism and the certainty they would succeed! Of course... he wasn't entirely sure he believed they would, but that thought he had no intention of vocalizing.

"Though she isn't actually human. Close enough, though."

[OOC: Not yet, believe it or not. I spent my weekend launching this. :D )

"Oh... Still, the more fashionistas there are, the merrier it would be!" Rarity was lost in her imagination now. Working with humans, sketching designs together, laughing and giggling as they made clothes...

(OOC: That is a rather impressive and extensive RP comm! Btw, how do we end this RP?)

[OOC: Like this-ish!]

Morgan laughed as he saw Rarity's eyes glaze over. "This is my own fault for getting you started, isn't it. Would you like to borrow the Sensorium, then? I'm feeling better, so I should probably take a break and get warmed up again."

Rarity nodded, still partially lost in her daydream. "Thank you very much, Morgan."

"No, thank you, Rarity," he said, smiling as he made for the exit.

Funny how much fun and general enjoyment you could have with someone you, admittedly, had so little in common with, if both people were just willing to try.

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