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- > Twilight leans back from the telescope on her balcony
- > Her horn glows and a quill begins its familiar dance across the surface of a nearby scroll.
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- Dearest Princess Celestia.
- I have begun my observational study of the subject 'Anonymous'.
- He is exploring his new environment with vigour, but seems to overestimate his capabilities on occasion.
- He is an uncoordinated climber and cannot remain afloat in water unaided.
- Both inadequecies, I expect, are due to his limited number of legs.
- He does seem to enjoy a good run, but is slow.
- Again, this could be a failing common amongst bipeds.
- There is a reliance upon clothing, perhaps due to the thin and patchy coat humans have.
- I also suspect a social stigma regarding clothes-less-ness.
- This could be due to an association of clothes with group or individual status.
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- > "... there's got to be a better way to say 'without clothes'... hmn."
- > Twilight taps her chin with the feather of the quill, accidently tickling her nose.
- > "*choo*... I'll look it up later."
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- Anonymous seems eager to engage in social interaction.
- He has taken to visiting citizens in their homes, seeking to engage them on their terms.
- In addition, he has partaken in a small number of activities already.
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- > "Oooh, I hope Rainbow warned him about Pinkie..."
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- His eagerness to integrate promises rich opportunities for further research.
- As with all best behavioural study practices, the subject remains unaware of his observed status.
- Your Faithful Student
- Twilight Sparkle.
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- > Twilight smiles as she rolls up the scroll with a purple aura and hops up to peer through to telescope again.
- > "Where has he gone..." She muses.
- > Her gaze settles on a p0ny with a pink poof of a mane and her taller, stickier, all sung out bipedial companion.
- > Both of which are waving furiously right at her.
- > "eep!"
- > Twilight throws herself down, pinning her back to the guardrail of the balcony, face a rictus of panic, leaving the telescope spinning wildly from her evasive maneuver.
- "That was odd."
- > "Not really" Says Pinkie. "Everyp0ny loves hide and seek!"
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