Title:           Mothvillage 21
Author:          BreakfastAnon
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First Edit:      Friday 26th of December 2014 04:50:55 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 26th of December 2014 05:35:20 PM CDT

>You are Shimmer Light.
>... Today is the day.
>You and Hexferry are on your way to Meisa's and... you aren't sure what to expect.
>That's no fault on Hexferry's part, you just aren't sure it'll go as well as Hexferry hopes.
>"Don't worry, everything will be fine!"
>She's chipper about it.
>... Do you really look worried?
>No, you're calm.
>Well, maybe you just look... pensive.
>It was difficult enough to start speaking with Hexferry, can you really add anyone else?
>... It's almost too late to turn back, she's pointing at a house.
>"That one's Meisa's."
>Wonderful.
>The sooner this is over...
>Well, here you are, a meter from giving up on the world.
>A meter from not talking to anyone, ever.
>A meter from... Hexferry losing hope in you.
>She knocks on the door.
>... The wait is painful.
>Luckily, the door opens after only a few seconds.
>In the doorway stands... the regal one.
>Meisa, you assume.
>She looks calm, as usual.
>Her eyes go to Hexferry, then to you.
>Her smile never falters.
>It's so... relaxing.
>She has a comforting look to her.
>She's high-class but she doesn't look stuck-up.
>"Welcome; you must be Shimmer. I am Meisa."
>She extends a hoof to you.
>You just... look at it for a second.
>Your legs slowly raises to shake her hoof.
>It's... weird.
>She invites you both in.
>... Last chance.
>If you don't leave now, you won't be able to until everything goes wrong.
>... You walk inside.
>Hexferry has faith in you.
>Too bad you aren't Hexferry.
>"Make yourselves at home."
>The inside of her house is beautiful.
>She has a chandelier in her front room.
>Those things are expensive.
>Hexferry seats herself on a large couch and pats the space next to her.
>It's become her go-to signal for "sit here".
>... You comply.
>Meisa sits in the chair adjacent to the couch.
>... You're sitting closer to Meisa than Hexferry is.
>"Hexferry tells me she really enjoys your company, even though you don't speak often."
 
>Uh... What do you say to that?
>Hexferry leans a little closer.
>"Well, yeah, there's nothing wrong with not speaking often."
>Meisa raises her hoof to her mouth, but her calm expression doesn't leave her.
>She does gain mock-surprise, though.
>"Oh my, Hexferry, you sound so defensive."
>Hexferry hesitates, then squeaks.
>"I'd expect that from Caramel or Goldie, not you."
>Meisa just laughs.
>Even her laugh is regal yet friendly.
>"Would either of you like some tea?"
>She points her hoof at the table in front of you.
>... There's a kettle of tea and a tea set on it.
>Well, you can't really be rude...
>"That'd be nice."
"... Sure."
>She pours tea for all three of you.
>It's warm.
>... And after a sip, you realize tea isn't for you.
>You... aren't a fan.
>But you'll continue to drink it.
>You can't be rude now, Hexferry trusts you.
>... Or something...
>You continue sipping it.
>"Miss Shimmer Light, what do you enjoy doing?"
>W-what... enjoy?
>Well... you like... cleaning...?
>You don't really enjoy anything else.
>... Beside being with Hexferry...
>And drawing but you won't bring that up.
"I... like cleaning."
>"A love for tidiness?"
>You nod.
>"A beautiful house is a beautiful heart."
>... There's probably a deep psychological meaning behind that.
>You just sip more of the tea.
>This stuff tastes horrid.
>"What do you like most about your life?"
>... Life....
>You stare into the tea.
>You... don't know what you like about life, let alone what you like the most.
>You just-
>"For example: the way the birds chirp."
>... What?
>You look up at her.
>"Nature seems to make songs, without any care of what we think. It makes its own kind of beauty."
>... She is profound...
>"Maybe just having a clean home."
>She looks to her own tea.
>"A home you can call your own. Somewhere you can feel safe, no matter what tragedies come your way."
>She... almost seems sad.
>"But... that home is not always a physical thing."
>... You...
 
>You can't come up with a response.
>She has some personal feelings on this subject.
>She almost seemed to go too in-depth with her point.
>Farther than she meant to.
>But you won't press it.
>You have to distract her back to her question.
>What do you like the most?
"... Tranquility."
>It's true.
>You love quietness and peace.
>Meisa smiles warmly.
>"Tranquility..."
>She takes a sip of her tea.
>... Then sighs.
>Her eyes are closed.
>"It truly is a great thing. Peace of mind, calm of heart..."
>...
>You actually seem to have a good time with Meisa.
>She seems very considerate of you; you were so focused, you forgot Hexferry was there for a while.
>One thing you noticed about Meisa was how she always asked you about things you like.
>Seems she wants you to focus on things that make you happy.
>She's a smart one, psychologically.
>She's probably smart in general.
>... But it's getting somewhat late, you have to get going.
>Hexferry brought this to your attention, and you've been readying your leave since.
>Hexferry is at the door, you've been hanging back with Meisa.
>You put the cup on the table.
>"It was lovely to speak with you; Hexferry was right when she said you are wonderful to be around."
>... Did she say that about you?
>You...
>That...
>... You have a light feeling in your chest.
>It's... nice.
>"Feel free to come back whenever you wish to."
>You nod.
>This went much better than you were expecting.
>Hexferry calls over from the door.
>"Thank you for everything, Meisa!"
>"It was no problem, Hexferry, it was my pleasure."
>You slowly walk over to Hexferry.
>Meisa is at your side.
>"And Miss Shimmer Light..."
>You turn slightly toward her at the sound of her whisper.
>"Thank you for drinking the tea even though you didn't like it. That was very polite of you."
>... What?
>How...
>She's as perceptive as you are, if not more-so.
"Just... Shimmer... is fine."