07-02-2015, 06:27 PM
Chapter 2: First Meeting
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Time seemed to stop (at least for me) as I stared into the mare's eyes, long lashes framed them, her flowing mane of purple and white gently moved with the breeze now and then, each strand of hair gently sparkled as though they held the stars themselves within them. A long, regal horn adorned her head, a tiara glinted in the moonlight and I could see a tight fitting necklace with a large blue gem in its center as well. I didn't know how long I stared, I felt hypnotized by her until I felt a hoof poke me on the forehead.
"Not so talkative anymore?" She inquired a bit haughtily, raising a brow. She backed up to give me space to sit up, everything around me seeming so unreal to me now as I shifted to look at her again. She appeared tall, long regal legs and a flowing tail like that of her mane and black fur.
"W-what?" I stammered out, her question having completely slipped my mind. She rolled her eyes with a slight huff of annoyance escaping her.
"Are you lacking in intelligence or just socially inept?" She snapped.
"I'm not 'lacking in intelligence,'" I shot back, her insult jarring me out of my amazement, "...although I'll admit I'm socially inept...but I'm not that bad!" I grumbled mostly to myself. My fingers tapped on the ground as I looked down on my hands finding myself feeling awkward now.
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Nightmare Rarity looked the creature that sat a distance away from her now, his gaze averted from her, clearly he felt nervous again.
"Why am I even still here?" She asked herself, becoming further annoyed. She had taken an enormous risk revealing herself to this creature. "Why did I even do so in the first place!?" Perhaps it had just been curiosity...she didn't really know. However she knew what was done was done. Another breeze rustled the trees and the bushes, she quickly scanned her surroundings to be sure no one else was there. Nightmare knew little of this world, however it was a safe assumption they didn't have ponies. Slowly she sat down across from him, having a strong urge to speak with him.
"I'm going to regret this aren't I?"
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"Something wrong?" She asked in a less hostile or irritated voice, bringing me back to the present and causing me to look up at her. She was sitting down now in an upright position, half concealed by the shadows of the overhanging branches, the darkness seeming to make her eyes glow brighter as they peered at me with a mixture of curiosity and something I couldn't quite name. I adjusted my position into something more comfortable, feeling small within the context of her stare. My eyes looked her up and down once more, starting at her hooves and traveling up to her face, forcing myself to make eye contact.
"No," I replied simply, "although you did threaten to kill me not less than five minutes ago so forgive my nervousness."
She rolled her eyes and gave an audible sigh. "I did not threaten to kill you, rather I inferred what I could possibly do to you in such a situation," her hoof dismissively flicked in a rather cute manner as she explained. "Either way, commendable bravery on your part. Not many would have the audacity to speak to me in such a way."
I raised an eyebrow. Somehow I guessed she was royalty of some sort by the tiara she wore. I shifted on the grass when it dawned on me I had just told a queen to piss off. "Although to be fair she did lift me up with..."
"Can you use magic?" I asked, cringing when I felt like my voice was too loud, but I felt if I spoke to quietly she wouldn't understandable. However she didn't seem to notice.
"Yes," she replied, "I am a unicorn after all."
I smirked, smiling widely to myself and rubbed my head when I fully realized the situation I was in. She glowered.
"Something humorous?"
"No. I just realized I'm sitting in a park talking to a magical unicorn." "More like the most beautiful woman I've seen in my life" I mentally added but then felt awkward again at said thought. Hoping like hell she couldn't read minds. The crickets had resumed chirping all around us once more, a feeling of serenity over the whole area. The mare chuckled, I felt like my heart skipped several beats at the lovely sound, the tiniest of smiles on her lips.
"And here I am in another world entirely, talking with...whatever it is you are," she chuckled again. I felt my cheeks grow hot, making me grow self conscious and shift again on the ground. "Human," I meekly answered. Absently plucking a small leaf of grass and allowing it to freely drift away on another breeze. Silence hung in the air for a bit, neither of us being able to properly carry on the conversation until a thought occurred to me: "Ask her name!" I almost got the urge to slap to myself for not remembering what was a no brainer thing to do in almost any social situation. I looked up to see she was standing, looking over her shoulder to the direction in which she had come. Dismay filling my heart as I too stood up, trying to form a sentence but felt it get caught in my throat.
"Say something you idiot!" My mind commanded me.
"I never heard your name," I said in the most composed voice I could muster, but I felt it could've been better. I realized she and I were basically the same height, although I noted her horn added a bit.
"My name is Nightmare Rarity," she spoke her name with a hint of pride, "yours?"
I blinked as I registered she'd asked me my name. I was so unaccustomed to saying my own name, over the years, sure others knew it but rarely spoke it. It sounded so alien to me at times. Another beat of quiet passed between us before I finally could work my voice up enough to speak.
"Michael."
Author's Note:
Here's chapter two...and yes, you just learned my real name.
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Time seemed to stop (at least for me) as I stared into the mare's eyes, long lashes framed them, her flowing mane of purple and white gently moved with the breeze now and then, each strand of hair gently sparkled as though they held the stars themselves within them. A long, regal horn adorned her head, a tiara glinted in the moonlight and I could see a tight fitting necklace with a large blue gem in its center as well. I didn't know how long I stared, I felt hypnotized by her until I felt a hoof poke me on the forehead.
"Not so talkative anymore?" She inquired a bit haughtily, raising a brow. She backed up to give me space to sit up, everything around me seeming so unreal to me now as I shifted to look at her again. She appeared tall, long regal legs and a flowing tail like that of her mane and black fur.
"W-what?" I stammered out, her question having completely slipped my mind. She rolled her eyes with a slight huff of annoyance escaping her.
"Are you lacking in intelligence or just socially inept?" She snapped.
"I'm not 'lacking in intelligence,'" I shot back, her insult jarring me out of my amazement, "...although I'll admit I'm socially inept...but I'm not that bad!" I grumbled mostly to myself. My fingers tapped on the ground as I looked down on my hands finding myself feeling awkward now.
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Nightmare Rarity looked the creature that sat a distance away from her now, his gaze averted from her, clearly he felt nervous again.
"Why am I even still here?" She asked herself, becoming further annoyed. She had taken an enormous risk revealing herself to this creature. "Why did I even do so in the first place!?" Perhaps it had just been curiosity...she didn't really know. However she knew what was done was done. Another breeze rustled the trees and the bushes, she quickly scanned her surroundings to be sure no one else was there. Nightmare knew little of this world, however it was a safe assumption they didn't have ponies. Slowly she sat down across from him, having a strong urge to speak with him.
"I'm going to regret this aren't I?"
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"Something wrong?" She asked in a less hostile or irritated voice, bringing me back to the present and causing me to look up at her. She was sitting down now in an upright position, half concealed by the shadows of the overhanging branches, the darkness seeming to make her eyes glow brighter as they peered at me with a mixture of curiosity and something I couldn't quite name. I adjusted my position into something more comfortable, feeling small within the context of her stare. My eyes looked her up and down once more, starting at her hooves and traveling up to her face, forcing myself to make eye contact.
"No," I replied simply, "although you did threaten to kill me not less than five minutes ago so forgive my nervousness."
She rolled her eyes and gave an audible sigh. "I did not threaten to kill you, rather I inferred what I could possibly do to you in such a situation," her hoof dismissively flicked in a rather cute manner as she explained. "Either way, commendable bravery on your part. Not many would have the audacity to speak to me in such a way."
I raised an eyebrow. Somehow I guessed she was royalty of some sort by the tiara she wore. I shifted on the grass when it dawned on me I had just told a queen to piss off. "Although to be fair she did lift me up with..."
"Can you use magic?" I asked, cringing when I felt like my voice was too loud, but I felt if I spoke to quietly she wouldn't understandable. However she didn't seem to notice.
"Yes," she replied, "I am a unicorn after all."
I smirked, smiling widely to myself and rubbed my head when I fully realized the situation I was in. She glowered.
"Something humorous?"
"No. I just realized I'm sitting in a park talking to a magical unicorn." "More like the most beautiful woman I've seen in my life" I mentally added but then felt awkward again at said thought. Hoping like hell she couldn't read minds. The crickets had resumed chirping all around us once more, a feeling of serenity over the whole area. The mare chuckled, I felt like my heart skipped several beats at the lovely sound, the tiniest of smiles on her lips.
"And here I am in another world entirely, talking with...whatever it is you are," she chuckled again. I felt my cheeks grow hot, making me grow self conscious and shift again on the ground. "Human," I meekly answered. Absently plucking a small leaf of grass and allowing it to freely drift away on another breeze. Silence hung in the air for a bit, neither of us being able to properly carry on the conversation until a thought occurred to me: "Ask her name!" I almost got the urge to slap to myself for not remembering what was a no brainer thing to do in almost any social situation. I looked up to see she was standing, looking over her shoulder to the direction in which she had come. Dismay filling my heart as I too stood up, trying to form a sentence but felt it get caught in my throat.
"Say something you idiot!" My mind commanded me.
"I never heard your name," I said in the most composed voice I could muster, but I felt it could've been better. I realized she and I were basically the same height, although I noted her horn added a bit.
"My name is Nightmare Rarity," she spoke her name with a hint of pride, "yours?"
I blinked as I registered she'd asked me my name. I was so unaccustomed to saying my own name, over the years, sure others knew it but rarely spoke it. It sounded so alien to me at times. Another beat of quiet passed between us before I finally could work my voice up enough to speak.
"Michael."
Author's Note:
Here's chapter two...and yes, you just learned my real name.