"I've heard a few of their songs. One of the colts in my beginner class went through a bit of a phase... thankfully, it ended quickly."
"No. I've always wished I could, but I just don't have the talent. How'd you get into music, anyway?"
"Well, I always wanted to create stuff. Can't draw, and if I built stuff it'd collapse. I wound up playing guitar, and picked it up pretty quick. Not real exciting, but... that's about it."
"Aye aye, cap'n." Raven flew over the crowd and made her way into the backstage area, looking around for Marq.
The old Unicorn was in the middle of a magical tug of war over a bowl of chips with BCSs manager. When he saw Raven, he gave on last pull before finally surrendering. "Hey, kid! You're almost on! We've got a lot to talk about! Lighting, pyro, effects..."
Raven raised an eyebrow. "Err..." She decided to shrug the food battle off. "Alright, let's talk about that. Pretty sure those zeppelins are rigged to blow when I get started. Nice and safe distance away from the crowd. Other than that, what's the extent of the pyro we can do?"
Arch: ( Sitting on the ladder.) Those are blimps. There's a difference, and if you need effects, I might be able to pull a few strings.
(Through godmodding, of course!) "We can go pretty heavy with the pyro, as long as we make sure the flames don't get anywhere near the VIP section. Did you have anything special in mind?"
"I'll give it a shot." He turned to BCS's manager, now enjoying the spoils of his victory. "Hey, Amp, I'm gonna need to borrow that little mare who does your pyro." The other Unicorn shrugged, then nodded.
Stuffy stood up with a piece of cardboard in her paws, "I will have to take my leave. Farewell, chaps!" She said, tipping a nonexistent hat and disappearing.
