Cookies for Heaven

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Who: Princess Celestia
When: October 14-21st
Where: All around the Far Shore
What: Princess Celestia brings cookies and, perhaps more importantly, wellness checks to the temples of the Far Shore.


Two things circled each other in Celestia's mind, forming a taijutu symbol in the way each completed the other: A lot of people in the Far Shore really needed some personal attention, friendship, and care; and she had, thanks to practice and effort, gotten quite good at baking cookies.

So each morning, Celestia cheerfully moved dough into her oven on sheet after sheet, the entire kitchen in Inti's temple animated in golden light like Merlin himself had set it all to baking-- and each afternoon, Celestia took wing above the Far Shore, traveling from temple to temple to seek out the inhabitants therein.

So at some point, an alicorn will come knocking at your door, with a bright smile on her face and a basket of cookies floating by her side.

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[mylanceisbiggerthanyours]

[And before she can really stop herself, she's bowing her head in deference.]

Ah, pardon me, Princess! Hope Ah ain't offended ya none!

[Please be like Queen Elincia, please be like Queen Elincia.]

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Goodness, what would I have to be offended about? [Celestia laughs softly into one hoof, clearly not offended in the least.] I'm not a Princess of anything here, so why should I stand on ceremony?

[mylanceisbiggerthanyours]

[...Ok, she reckons that makes sense. And yeah, that sounds like Elincia. Something tells her this Princess is well loved for that kindness and gentleness.

Rubbing the back of her head and smiling slightly with a bit of pink in her cheeks, she chuckles.]

R-reckon so. Sorry...Ah get nervous round folks.

[Oh, whatever would give someone that idea? Aside from her already mentioning that, of course. In any case, she straights a little more, before leading the way in. The inside of the temple is comfortably furnished, its colors are warm and friendly and sprinkled with a few Greek influences throughout. It's very predominately rural in nature, though, and there are plants all over the place. Quickly, Nephenee grabs a floor cushion that she usually uses for sitting on when working and offers it with a hand out. Thankfully, the walk has given her a chance to regroup.]

Please, have a seat. Is there any sort of tea ya prefer? Ah got lots of blends an' sorts.

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Well, let me assure you that you've nothing to worry about from me. I've been around for far too long to be bothered by much of anything.

[All smiles, Celestia paces in after Nephenee, looking around at the lovely temple. What a nice place, and without pretense! She could quite like it here.]

[When Nephenee offers up the pillow, Celestia takes it -- with her magic, of course, to set it on the floor and make herself comfortable.] I like all sorts, so why don't I try what you favor yourself?

[mylanceisbiggerthanyours]

[Neph couldn't do pretense even if she wanted to. An honest life working hard hardly afforded such. Besides, it was far more comfortable to have her temple be a home, not a fancy-dancy place. The only hints of her godly persona or its origin come from some pillows put on some chairs and some pretty landscapes with the countryside on the wall. It's still hardly major, more a small hint here and there;
something she actually enjoys and not there just for show.

The Sentinel watches the magic with intense interest, before realizing she's staring, and nods, blushing a little. Peering at the cookies, she thinks.]

Since they're chocolate, how about a mint, one that's less sweet an' more deep to contrast the sweetness? Ah've got a personal blend ya might enjoy.

[letteropener]

That sounds like an excellent idea! I'd like that very much.

[Celestia, meanwhile, looks as regal and at-ease here as she would in a palace, or a field, or pretty much anywhere she chose to appear. It's practice, not innate gift.]