527/Shopping in Njorun

Shopping in Njorun
Date of Scene:	02 September 2014
Location:	Njorun Station - Central Plaza
Synopsis:	Michael meets Rarity and Rainbow Dash while shopping for new duds.
Cast of Characters:	43, 136, 543

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Michael Knight (543) has posed:
Every hero has to look his or her best. At least, that's what one Michael Knight tells himself as he peruses a selection of leather jackets in one of the Station's many shops. KITT, aside from being absolutely no help in such matters, won't /fit/ in the store, and so Michael has parked him outside, where he waits patiently, if not with a certain amount of exasperation at Michael's vanity. The Trans-Am has been bribed with a car wash and a fresh coat of wax, so he's not complaining--for the moment. His red eye scans the shop's exterior, warbling quietly. Inside the store, Michael checks himself out in a mirror, trying on a black jacket.

Rarity (136) has posed:
Window shopping is a passtime of any fashion savvy individual. Though in the case of Rarity it was less looking for herself, and more looking at 1) what is in style currently, 2) possible 'human' styles she can convert to pony friendly versions, and 3) potentially useful exotic offworld materials. "Too bright.. too dark... oh my word who would even be caught in that sort of esemblm? That looks like something Pinkie Pie to put together." The unicorn makes a face of exasperation and keeps moving along. "I could of sworn that shop was somewhere in this section of the plaza...."

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
Shopping wasn't exactly on the top of Rainbow Dash's list of fun things to do. That spot is reserved for flying around at near the speed of sound and pranking people. But shopping IS on her list of fun things, provided it's the right kind of shopping. Clothes shopping isn't really the right kind of shopping. Which is why it didn't take long for the cerulean blue pegasus to get bored of Rarity's window shopping, and wander off on ahead to look for something more interesting.

Rainbow Dash's wings beat a steady rhythem as she passes by the dark Trans-AM outside of the shop. She pauses to look at it, head canted slightly to the side. "Yhat's kinda cool," She muses to herself, "For one of those car things." Wings angle forward, and she hovers around past KITT to get a closer look at the store window. "Now we're talking! Hey Rarity, check out THESE jackets!"

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
"Hello," says the Trans-Am with a hint of boredom. Most people wouldn't assign boredom to usually inanimate objects, but most people don't know talking cars. His voice has a certain scholarly quality to it, soft and intelligent. That being said, it's more likely they one will notice the presence of a seemingly disembodied voice before they note its qualities.

Michael can't seem to decide on a jacket, so he moves on to the pants on display. "Why are these all so... loose? Is it stylish to look like you're wearing hand-me-downs?" He disdainfully pokes a pre-ripped pair of jeans. Apparently so. Well, winter is coming up in... most worlds. Maybe a sweater?

Rarity (136) has posed:
Rarity rolls her eyes a bit at the pegasus as she catchs up. "What could you possibly think would be interesting?" Though when she gets to the window to look at the displays she pauses, leaning her head to one side a bit, then flat lids her eyes after a moment. "Really, Dash. Nothing against leather, but black really would not be that suitable for a weather pony. It -absorbs- heat. In the middle of summer? You would fry before the end of the da--"

And then a voice speaks up. "Hello?" She turns her head, looking for whoever spoke up to them. Despite having gotten fairly familiar with the multiverse she doesn't think to actually look to the car.

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"Whatever! It's still way cooler than the frilly stuff you were looking at," Rainbow Dash retorts, resting a forehoof against her hip. She then sticks her tongue out at the unicorn. "Like I'd wear anything like this for work anyway. Clothes seriously mess up my timing."

Dash's ears prick up at the voice. She glances around, mouth half open to say something. Only she doesn't see who actually said anything. She turns around in mid air, looking about this way and that. "Who said that?"

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
"I did. The 1982 Pontiac Trans-Am behind you." He pauses a moment, watching with amusement as both ponies look around for him. "Knight Industries Two Thousand, or KITT if you prefer, at your service." The car flashes its headlights in greeting, should either pony guess just what in the hell a Pontiac Trans-Am is.

Rarity (136) has posed:
Not really, but 'behind you' is a pretty good indicator on its own. Enough for Rarity to turn around at least. "Oh, someone is speaking from this human ponyless carriage." No, 'ponyless' is not as weird as it sounds coming from a pony, most professions that would involve a driver have a pony pulling a cart or such in Equestria. Squints at the window. "Though there doesn't appear to be anyone inside of it...."

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
Rainbow Dash's ears flick, swiveling towards that inconspicious black car. Right, totally inconspicious. She can't guess what the voice means, but she knows where the voice is coming from. "Duh, it's called a car, Rarity," She says, sounding smug that she actually knows more than someone else for once. The pegasus touches down on one side and peers into the passenger side window to confirm that there's no one actually in there. "Whoa! So it's like a talking car?" Says the talking, flying, magical pony. "Do cars usually do that?"

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
"Just me, as far as I know," says KITT. "The Cybertronians look like human vehicles, but are actually sapient alien machines. In point of fact, I am technically an artificial intelligence in control of the car's systems, but I've come to think of it as my body." His next response is tinged with amusement. "I must admit to a small amount of surprise, myself--both at your coloration and your own capacity for communication, both of which are not usually characteristics of equines from my home world. Incidentally, I /do/ have a driver, but he's currently indulging his sense of vanity in one of those clothing stores." He sounds a bit annoyed at that, so he and Dash at least have a bit of common ground.

Rarity (136) has posed:
"Maybe it is one of those 'Transformers'?" Rarity replies to Dash. But then KITT goes into explaining for himself. And his own amusement. "Yes.. we still get that rather often, dear... Oh is he now?" She turns her head back to the store and peers inside, attempting to see who the stylish talking car to belong to.

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"Yeah, we get that a lot," Rainbow Dash says blandly, rolling her eyes, echoing Rarity. She maybe understands half of what KITT actually says, but she's just too proud to let on to that yet. At least she generally gets the jist. "Sooo like, a super talking car." That's far smarter than her. "That's still totally cool!" She takes off again, wings coming down in quick beats. "So are you fast? People say cars are fast, but I don't buy it."

Rarity (136) has posed:
"Should you not tell him tha ... oooooh." It doesn't take a genius to realize what KITT just did. "Clever machine indeed." All the same she flicks a forehoof through her mane to make sure her curls are properly coifed. It's partially out of habit. Then she shoots a look at the pegasus. "As woeful of a hope as it is Rainbow Dash, at least try to keep yourself somewhat presentable. Hff." The ponies she has to put up with.

At the ching of the shop door opening she turns back to look, and look up. "Now there is someone that knows how to make that style work... though those pants cuffs look a little loose, like they'd catch on something. But that permanent." She turns to shoot Dash another look. "And you say males wouldn't take the time to properly prepare their mane."

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
"Very," comes the car's proud response. "I have an effective top speed of three hundred miles per hour, more than one hundred miles an hour past the limit of most automobiles at their best. Furthermore, I can go from zero to sixty in point two seconds. Most cars are built for transportation, not speed, though some quaintly named 'supercars' are the inverse of that and assuredly nowhere near my equal. I am an experimental pursuit vehicle--and if you'd really like to see what I can do, perhaps you should attend the race between myself and the Cybertronian Blurr? I'm certain I won't beat him TOO soundly."

Noticing Rarity trying to spot Michael, KITT clears his... throat. Or, at least, he makes an ahem noise. "If you'd like to meet Michael, I can introduce you. Just give me a moment." The car would smile devilishly if it had the ability. "Oh, Michael, there are some ladies here who would like to meet you."

Michael responds on his radio, which KITT covertly plays through his speakers. "Oh, yeah? Are they pretty?"

"I believe you'll find them very interesting." Click. KITT shuts off his transceiver. "Any second, now."

A man in a black leather jacket, a red polo, jeans bordering on bell bottoms, and black boots comes striding out of a store with a bag in hand and a confident smile. His perm, an admirable thing in itself, sways gently in the breeze. "So, where are the girls?"

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"Whoa! That pretty fast!" Rainbow Dash agrees, "Most pegasi can't even come close to that!" She folds her forelimbs across her chest, while a grin starts to form across her muzzle. "But I've done faster," The smugness in her voice is rather obvious, "Like, breaking the sound barrier fast!"

Dash makes a face at the mention of Blur and sticks stick her tongue out in annoynace. "Blegh. THAT guy. He thinks he's fast stuff alright." She grins down at KITT, "Tell you what; you kick his flank in that race, and I'll totally take on the winner!"

When KITT calls out his driver, Dash twists around in mid air to face the shop. "Hay yeah, bring him out! Whoever drives you has got to be one seriously cool guy!" She snrrks, not even bothering to hide her grin when she catches the hint at what the Trans-Am is doing. Not the first time, probably not the last time either. Rarity just earns a roll of the tomboy pony's eyes.

"Hey dude!" Dash waves a forehoof at Michael when he leaves the shop. Well, he ... sort of seems cool? Close enough. "You've got one seriously cool car!"

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
You've got to be kidding. Knight gives KITT a /look./ There's a moment of silence for all the flirtatious comments which perish in his throat. And then, he gives Rarity a thumbs up and a smile, the midday sun gleaming off of his pearly whites. "Thanks! The name's Knight, Michael Knight." He introduces himself to the ponies, one hand on his hip, the other taking a brief run through his curly hair. "I see you already met my /buddy/ here." Yes, a 'cool car' indeed. Upon utterance of the word 'buddy' Knight slaps the car's hood enough for it to be audible. "He's really /something./"

"Glad you could make it so quickly, Michael." KITT resists the urge to chuckle, but only just. "Yes," he replies to Rainbow Dash. "I intend to." Surprisingly, his reaction to Rainbow's boast is rather... accepting, though it sounds a bit like an excuse. "I'm not surprised at your speed, honestly. Airborne modes of travel /are/ often faster."

Rarity (136) has posed:
Rarity rolls her eyes at Rainbow Dash's boasting. "As much as I detest fueling her ego farther, she did use that speed to save my life, and three other ponies, at the same time." And still managed to go faster than faster. Granted, Equestrians aren't exactly large and heavy, but four of them hanging off one pegasus certainly isn't very areodynamic.

She puts a forehoof over her mouth to keep from snickering as the realization strikes the man. "Now now, do not let your metallic companion's playfulness dissaude you." Then lowers the foreleg to make a sweeping graceful bow. "I am Rarity, the finest of fashionistas in Equestria." Then just gives a wave in the pegasus' direction as she returns herself upright. "And that rapscallion of a ragmuffin is Rainbow Dash." Bet the pegasus doesn't know what either of those big words means.

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
Rainbow Dash's grin grows. She snrrks, a hoof coming over her mouth. "Hear that, Rarity?" She says, barely holding back laughter, "You finally met a Knight!" She's just as bad as KITT. Her snickering falters though. "HEY!" She glares down at Rarity, "I'm not a ragmuffin!" Hah! She did know what one of them meant!

Hmphing, Dash places her forehooves on her sides. "What she /means/ is that I'm the coolest, most awesome and radical pony in Ponyville! Cool to meet you, Michael!"

She flashes KITT a grin. Finally, someone who gets that flying types are faster. "Awesome, I'll totally cheer you on!"

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
KITT replies with a mote of satisfied gratitude. "Thank you, Rainbow Dash. I do hope to see you there, and may I add it's my pleasure to meet the both of you."

"Likewise, ladies. You know, now that you mention it, Rarity, I think I've heard you on the radio before." He doesn't mention that, back then as well as moments ago, he mistook her for a human. "Nice to finally meet you in person. So, what're you two up to today? Same thing?" he holds up his purchase.

Rarity (136) has posed:
"To an extent," Rarity replies as she turns her head to look back the way her and Rainbow Dash had come. "There was a shop specializing in exotic materials -somewhere- in this district but for the life of me I have been unable to properly locate it again."

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"What she said," Rainbow Dash says, shrugging her shoulders. "Rarity dragged me along because I'm way better at spotting things than she is." Well, when she's paying attention anyway. "Soon as we find it, I'm hitting that sports store back there. Gotta get a new hockey stick before winter comes up."

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
Michael rubs his chin. "Well," he says, walking around to the back of the Trans-Am. "I'd be happy to help you two look for it." He opens the trunk, or rather, KITT opens it for him, and he places his new turtleneck inside. The car closes the trunk on its own. "What kind of exotic materials are we talking, here? Gold, frankincense, myrrh? Corinthian leather?"

Rarity (136) has posed:
"And gemstones!" Rarity chimes in without missing a beat at the end of the list. Followed by a dismissive wave. "And none of this 'bedazzler' thing some human subcultures seem fond of. I only work with the geniune articles." Pause. "... and the last time I kept one of those contraptions around Pinkie Pie managed to get herself into -a lot- of trouble with it." The unicorn shakes her head a bit. "Still have no idea how she managed to make it work on some materials it was never meant to...."

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
Another roll of Dash's eyes. "Ugh, here we go again." She touches down lightly, wings flicking back to fold against her shoulders. "Yeah, she really ticked off that guy who's carriage she got with that thing," Rainbow Dash says, grinning. "I think it would've looked more awesome with lightning bolts than with hearts."

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
Michael Knight says, "I can imagine that'd upset a guy. My old car had a phoenix on the hood--it was pretty rad. Kinda symbolic, now that I think about it..." Huh. "Anyway, do you remember the name of the place? Hey, KITT, mind checking the phonebook under craft stores?"

"Not at all, Michael." The car begins running a scan of Njorun's phonebook or otherwise equivalent, massive as it likely is.

"Thanks, bud. Lemme know over the radio if you find it." With that, Michael begins taking a walk down the street in search of any place that might be sufficiently high-falutin' enough to carry such fine wares."

Rarity (136) has posed:
Rarity lets out an exasperated sigh. "I was just so excited at what I found last time I visited I failed to properly note the title and address of the establishment, or this would be so much easier." She starts to trot after the leather clad man. "Oh well, on the positive side, a little window shopping along the way never hurt anypony. Can't keep on top of the fashion scene without taking stock of what trends the possible compatition may be transpiring with after all."

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"Unless people can die from /boredom/," Rainbow Dash says, dragging her hooves a little as she follows after Rarity and Michael. "At least we ran into some cool guys. Catch you later, KITT!" She says, lifting a wing to wave at the car so she doesn't have to stop walking.

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
Michael Knight walks a ways with the ponies, keeping an eye out for the Multiversal equivalent of a Michael's. Granted, he's not an arts-and-crafts guy himself, so a fair deal of his looking is admittedly towards things that interest him--he's surprised at the scarcity of record stores. Maybe people have some new way of playing music?

"I believe I've found the place," says KITT through Michael's watch. "King Solomon's Hoard," reads off the car. "Approximately five hundred feet north of your current position, nestled between Bob's Discount Spells and Bass Pro Shops."

Rarity (136) has posed:
Rarity's ears flick upright as she oooohs. "I think that is it! Hearing the name has stirred my memory at least." Curls sway as she turns her head a few times, getting her bearings for KITT's directions. "Thank you Michael dahling, your car is trey magnifique!" She practically squeals as she takes off with exhuberant haste.

Rainbow Dash (43) has posed:
"About time!" Rainbow Dash flares out her wings, and takes to the air in an instant. "Thanks guys, you just saved me from totally dying of boredom. See you back at Ponyville!" She shouts back at Rarity, "And see you guys later!" Dash then twists around in the opposite direction, and speeds off for that sports store she was talking about.

Michael Knight (543) has posed:
Michael Knight waves to Rarity and Rainbow Dash, then crosses his arms. They seem pretty nice, but... "You and I need to have a talk about what I mean when I ask if a girl's pretty," he says into his watch.

"To be fair, I didn't say they were. I said you'd find them interesting."

"They certainly were that." He chuckles and heads back to his car.