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[never_shall_yield]

 
Javert is in his normal back corner of the bar. It was pouring rain when he finished in the forge for the day, so he came here instead of going out into the woods. He is surrounded by paper, and the odd ruler, and he is drawing something with precision on one sheet - only to finish it, shake his head and toss it away, before taking a new piece and starting again. 

This looks like it has been going on for some time, and may continue the rest of the day. And possibly night. A distraction before his hand falls off would perhaps be welcome.



[OOC: Open UNTIL THE END OF TIME. Or next Wednesday. Whichever comes first. <3

ETA: YOU FABULOUS PEOPLE. *flings love at* I must crash, but it's been a blast. Am around all day tomorrow to continue. <3]

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[never_shall_yield]

'That is the nature of faith,' he says, as if talking to a toddling child.

'And I dismiss friendship because what of it? What use is it? It does not help a man to do an honest day's work, and that is all that matters.'

[no_vampires_plz]

"I used to think that, too," says Twilight. "But then I moved to Ponyville and met the best friends a pony could ever ask for, and found out what I'd been missing my whole life."

Countdown to musical number in 3... 2...

*cacklesnort*

[never_shall_yield]

Javert simply stares at her, both uncomprehending and derisive.

[no_vampires_plz]

(Where is that music coming from, all of a sudden?)

"When I was young, I was too busy to make any friends
Such silliness did not seem worth the effort it expends
But my little ponies, they opened up my eyes
And now the truth is crystal clear as splendid summer skies
And it's such a wonderful surprise!"

[never_shall_yield]

And now it is singing.

It is singing.

'Oh, good Lord,' he mutters, mostly in horror.

And where is that music coming from?


He genuinely does not know what to say.

[no_vampires_plz]

"When danger makes me want to hide
They'll Rainbow Dash to my side
Kindess is never in short supply
Once smitten, twice Fluttershy
For honesty no pony can deny
They are the Apple Jack of my eye
Hearts that shine so beautiful
Are a Rarity to come by
And they all make fun and laughter
As easy as Pinkie Pie..."

[never_shall_yield]

It is not stopping.



Why is it not stopping?


'Mademoiselle,' he says, after a moment of trying to remember how to speak.

'Cease.'

[no_vampires_plz]

Javert probably won't recognize the record-scratch sound that accompanies the sudden halt of the music.

"What? I'm just trying to tell you how important friendship is to me."

[never_shall_yield]

Thank the Lord. He takes a deep breath, and tries to shake off the memory of what just happened.

'Speaking it would be quite adequate,' he says, with what he considers remarkable control.

'And now, I would very much like you to go away.'

He cannot manage this much Strange. He is starting to think he may be hallucinating.

[no_vampires_plz]

You are in NO POSITION to complain about expressing oneself in song, Javert.

"What??" She looks heartbroken. "But..."

[never_shall_yield]

Mun is making the shifty eyes. And laughing.

He blinks at her.

Usually people are quite happy to go away when he tells them to.

'Yes?'

[no_vampires_plz]

"But friendship is important!" she almost begs.

[never_shall_yield]

He leans towards her, ever so slightly.

'Why?'

It is part genuine question, part challenge. Go on, purple horse. Prove it.

[no_vampires_plz]

He expression turns to one of determination.

"My friendships have saved the world. Twice."

[never_shall_yield]

He snorts, and sits back.

'An overlarge statement, I would wager.'

If he ever gambled, which he does not.

[no_vampires_plz]

"Remember what I said about Princess Luna being banished? Three years ago, she returned from her exile, kidnapped Princess Celestia, and threatened to keep the sun from ever rising again. The only thing that could stop her was a set of magic artifacts called the Elements of Harmony. My friends and I are the wielders of their power, and it's the magic of our friendship that makes them work. The six of us were able to purge Princess Luna of her jealousy and hatred so she was willing to share power with her sister again."

[never_shall_yield]

He did not remember anything she said about Princess Luna.

And as soon as these words include references to magic artifacts and elements of harmony, he does not remember them either.

'Meanwhile, in the world of reality, people go to work to earn a wage, and no one sings songs about anything. You do not need friendship to live so.'

And he is glad about it.

[no_vampires_plz]

"You're not even listening, are you?"

Over the past few years Twilight's gotten reasonably good at knowing when someone is tuning her out.

[never_shall_yield]

'Do you expect me to? You are purple.'

Does anyone take her seriously? He would be surprised to hear it.

[no_vampires_plz]

"And you're bald, and that has nothing to do with anything."

[never_shall_yield]

He blinks.

Unless something drastic just happened, he is sure is not bald.

'Now you are just being silly,' he informs her, calmly.

[no_vampires_plz]

"Says the guy who can't get over the fact that my fur is purple."

[never_shall_yield]

He throws his hands up in something approaching despair.

'I am a grown man! I am in a magic bar supposedly at the end of all things, having a conversation about God and friendship with a purple horse.'

Does this not explain everything? It certainly makes him doubly wish he had managed to die when he tried.

'Go away. You are giving me a headache.'

Also a minor existential crisis.

[no_vampires_plz]

...oh, fine. Twilight turns to leave.

"I'm sorry to bother you," she says quietly. "And I'm sorry I can't convince you of something that's important to every other person I know."

[never_shall_yield]

'That does not make it important to everyone,' he says, stiffly.

It is mainly stiff to hide the relief that she is leaving.

'Good day to you.'