Introducing Green Night Cap.
did we ever get art of him? I can't remember.
also Maple leaves
hehehehehee
reading it back I kinda feel bad about how Maple went into that conversation... she could have handled that better... but these sisters ..oooooooo
I like all of them. Maple has her little issues with everyone. she actually thinks Sym might be too nice and was actively waiting for the other shoe to drop. Honestly Maple thought Rhapsody was the more even tempered of the three. That's likely down to more exposure leading to a bias.
I always liked Sym. Harmony was...well, let's be honest. She was fairly abrasive even before what happened to Rhapsody. But Static wasn't exactly Mr. Sunshine that night either...so glass houses and all that.
Also, not sure if this was ever revealed, but both Sym and Harm know Rhapsody was Black Night, and Harm actually designed her current look. This is why she took pot shots at Night Cap and his "cheap imitation" of her work more then just from Rhapsody venting about her coworkers to her. I actually had art about her redesigning it, somewhere.
"So Miss Jack, I gather that you're a Changeling?" she said. "Was this a recent development?"
"Well, Windrose," says Amber, very politely, surprised to find how much differently she is viewing the earth pony now that she's changed out of that tormented-looking coat. "My specialty is in ancient and archaic technologies and implements, but I'm sort of a mechanical pony, I mean I'm not actually mechanical," raising her hoof, she shakes it in the air as if in evidence, "although I have to admit that I'm sometimes told that I -" Amber shakes her head with another pop. "Really, this looks like it might be time for your specialty. Are you good at looking at mechanical things?" She motions Windrose aside as they join the group to check the interior generator.
"Oh, that's simply capital, Windrose!" exclaims Amber, fully convinced at the earth pony's expertise in looking at things and her value as an assistant. "So - " Amber draws out her notepad again and begins sketching a rough diagram, not to scale, complete with stick ponies.
Amber looks at her hooves, then steps forward, resolutely, all the while arching her neck in a clear gesture of "after you, of course." She glances down at her abandoned firefly lantern and for the first time feels a bit of empathy with the little creatures inside. "Lead the way," Amber says. Then, under her breath, she continues, "but next time we go exploring somewhere you can't use your wi - witty comebacks," reminding herself for the second time today that earth ponies don't have wings. Just what do earth ponies have again? she thinks to herself, as she follows Windrose through the darkened doorway, popping her neck as she begins to produce a radiant golden glow from her horn.