witchesreign | 1: Daring Do and the Return to Garden

(Hope you don't mind more ponies, garden dwellers; there's one more making her way through the garden with an air of familiarity as if she traveled through the corridors many times before. Having just come back from a long mission meant she should probably reintroduce herself to everyone in garden.)

Hey there, everyone! It's Daring Do, your instructor in survival skills and first aid. I've been away on a mission for a while and it feels good to be back in Garden. I'm pretty sure there's some new faces I haven't met yet, but it's never too late for meetups and all that.

Anyway, since classes aren't going to be in session for a while, that gives me enough time to figure out a nice welcome back lesson plan for you. You probably won't have too much to worry about as long as you're up to date with your studies. Can't have any of my students slacking off now!

And even if you're not one of my students, I still look forward to meeting you all, so if you want to talk or meet up or anything like that, I'll be around the garden. Not too much to worry about since I just finished up a mission, but I won't be too hard to find; promise.

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(Brown and some noticeable gray scale in her mane and tail, but yes, there is a striking resemblance to Rainbow Dash. Daring has seen many people give her that same look Ed is giving her; she stopped counting officially, but at least enough times to last her a year.

But with all of the activity thanks to the break, she does kinda trip over him. Or at least bump into him.)

Oh! sorry about that. You alright?

[He blinks, hardly having noticed, and takes a step back. Okay... the fact that this pony isn't actively needling him at the moment is pretty good evidence that she can't just be Rainbow with hair dye. Mane dye? Whatever.]

Yeah, I'm fine. [He rubs his neck uncertainly. There isn't really any way of finding out short of asking, is there?] Hey, I know this is a weird question, but, uh - you got any relatives around here? 'Cause I know someone who looks a lot like you.

[It's not the only possibility he can think of, but the idea of multiple parallel worlds filled with physics-defying ponies gives him the overwhelming urge to... well, he doesn't know, break furniture or something.]

(Either way, this totally isn't Dash.)

Relatives? Not around here...well, at least not since before I left for that mission, anyway...so who's this mystery mare? Or human?

(Since this is a place with more humans than ponies, anyway. Parallel universes can do that to anyone, but if ponies make someone want to break furniture and not melt in love and cuteness, then they must be doing it wrong.)

[He shakes his head slightly. It doesn't help dislodge the surreality of this conversation. He's had worse in this place - he doubts anything is likely to dethrone the time he met that taller jerk - but it's already close.] No, she's definitely a pony. So... you don't know any lookalikes? At all?

(Perhaps a slight awkwardness, but such is the trouble of dealing with twin scenarios...or mirror match scenarios. Or lookalikes. ~~long lost sister plots can go die, though~~)

Not really, no. I wouldn't mind meeting her, though.

Right. [Unfortunately, the loudest hypothesis buzzing through his head at the moment is a long-lost sister plot. They could've been split up too early for them to know each other, after all...] Well, I'll tell her that when I see her.

[Another vaguely awkward pause.] What's your name, anyway? Think I would've remembered seeing you around before.

(Yes, they were split up between the realms of fiction and non-fiction because lol ponies...okay not really. She tips her hat.)

The name's Daring Do. I've been here for about a year and then some to get my instructor's license. It's okay if you don't remember me; one thing I've learned about this place is to blame time compressions.

[He only just manages not to roll his eyes. What's the deal with all these pony names, anyway? Do they pick them themselves or something?

But this one isn't ringing any bells, or at least not loudly enough for him to care much. He turns away.] Yeah, sounds about right.

[And then he heads off in the direction he'd previously been walking in, as suddenly as he stopped. Hey, Dash, you'll never guess what he just saw in a corridor...]

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