Miss Lyra....
I am sorry...
So very sorry for the pain and anger that I have caused you...
I am not in my right mind...
I know it is no excuse, but know that I am leaving in the morning to seek help...
To silence the voices....
When I return....
I hope that I may call you...
friend.....
I don’t see you and I ever being friends, Type. It’s possible, I just don’t see it.
But maybe if you drop the moral high-ground, honor-fueled horsecrap, we won’t be enemies.
Sorry, you don’t get a free pass from me just because you had a troubled past. Enjoy your trip.
I think I'll send over some "get well soon" flowers.
And maybe a CD of some of my own musical work.
-Jazzy Jeff
Anonymous
That’d be swell, Mister… Jeff!
Hey Lyra How Is Your Hoof Doing? Sorry I Can't Come Visit You In The Hospital But You Know I Hate Going Into Ponyville.
I Hate To See One Of The Few Cool Ponies Hurt (Even If Its Not That Serious).
I’m alright, Gilda. It’s sorta like falling asleep on your leg, can’t really feel it.
But I’ve read about this. For all the fear people put into a cockatrice’s stare, the condition itself is completely benign! It’s just like being asleep.
Thanks for the concern, though!
A robot is an electronic, mechanical pony. Completely artificial.
No, und i'd rather keep it zhat way... zo i'll be leaving now.
Anypony can come visit me if they want! But I swear to Celestia if you get too close, Mister Whitecoat, I will jump outta this bed!
33! Stop it!
Sorry about him, he's... not the smartest robot.
Am I supposed to know what a robot is?
Yikes…
Just a heads up, no pony finds catcalling attractive.
Yes, I have been waiting all day, but it's not like I have anything else that needs to be taken care of, so don't worry about it :)
I’m so sorry to keep you waiting all day! I sent a message to Bon-Bon, not sure when she’ll see it, though.
Heard about your leg! Need surgery?! I would be happy to help!
I’m in the hospital for a speedy recovery, not because I’m helpless. Ever been bucked in the face with a stone hoof?
Hey you are in the hospital? Get well soon! Here I have a video in an email I got recently that will help lift your spirits..
Let me find it.. uh.. Rick Roll..
No..
Rick Roll..
No..
Kittens video..
Nope not it..
Uh.. well, just get well soon!
-Jazzy Jeff
Anonymous
Ha ha! Rickroll is fine, Jeff! I’m no stranger to love!
Sorry Lyra, it's something do do with me, and technology in general. We don't get along, and I'm not sure why. I send a message, it gets lost, and by the time I get someplace to meet another pony, my message shows up when I do. I wish I could figure that out, it bothers me.
Anyways, how did only your leg get petrified and not all of you?
I ‘kinda’ socked it in the throat. It sputtered about for a bit than ran off. Augmentation magic can pack a punch, if you know what I mean!
Not that I haven’t already told you this, but I figure in case anypony else is curious!
Thank you for lending me some bits yesterday, now I am here to repay you in full. :)
*leaves bits at doorstep, goes into a hiding spot and watches to make sure nopony else takes it.*
Oh, thanks! I hope you haven’t been waiting all day! I’m not really in any position to go get it right now, though.
I’ll let Bon-Bon know about it. She’s the cream pony with pink and blue hair, so you’ll know what she looks like if you’re still waiting!
You said you're getting tired and hungry.
Want me to bring you some snacks?
Anonymous
Not that this hospital food is Bon-Bon quality, but I have ate since that post. Thanks though!
*knock knock*
Hey Lyra, how ya doing? Nurse RedHeart said you were in here. I heard about your leg and wanted to stop by.
I don’t see any-
Why do you keep doing that?! Sending me a message before following through with it? That is so weird!
Great to see you, though! It’s just kinda odd replying to this message while you’re staring at me!
Alright, I’m in the hospital. Bon-Bon came over and traded me her laptop for her smartphone (thanks Bon-bon! If you want, you can use my desktop!)
No way in hay I’m gonna have anything done for tonight, so I’ll just upload one of the pieces to that complication as a standalone.
Sweetie, Scoot, you two be careful! You’re still just fillies after all.
