Sloe progress · 11:26pm Feb 5th, 2015
For some confounding reason, I'm not writing as fast I usually do. I think it's because I'm at a particularly important point in the story that I really want to get right (i.e. it took me almost two hours to write 500 words). Here's some more to whet your appetites. No real spoilers ahead:
It wasn't what I expected in a lounge. Someone says 'lounge', I think of my lounge back in my Earth flat. Mismatched furniture. A pile of DVD's in the corner. A rug to cover a stain that wouldn't come out, no matter how much carpet cleaner you used. Her lounge was none of that. It was tasteful. A lot of silk, but not too much. Enough gemstones to tell me that Rarity had a hoof in furnishing the place, but not too much of that either. The lighting was perfect, a bit like the Settle Inn.
In the corner was a small in-wall cupboard. Twilight walked to it while I took a seat on one of the two sofas. Opening it, she asked me if bourbon was okay. I said that it was. She glugged a measure over some ice and brought two glasses over. I took one while she sat on the opposite sofa.
“Bourbon.” I said. “Not very marelike.”
She took a defiant sip. “You don't care.”
“No.”
“Then why bring it up?”
It was my turn to drink. I drank a little and perched it on the table. I didn't know the brand, but it didn't matter. It was good.
“Saying things out loud helps me think.”
“Well.” she said, drink in hoof. All she needed were thigh-length leggings, a seductive smile and a cigarette hanging out her mouth. After that, I wouldn't recognise her as prudent, studious Twilight Sparkle. She'd be like the mares I sometimes have the misfortune to meet, the kind that twist stallions into whatever they want. Mares like the Grey Arbitress. “Say some more things out loud.”
I picked up my drink and stared at it for a while, before putting it back down. Twilight slumped across the opposite sofa. She looked inattentive, but Twilight never was. Never an arbitrary thought in her head.
I said: “I've never seen this side of you. That said, I don't see much of you in the first place. I guess that's gonna change very soon.”
“Princesses need to unwind as well.” she said. “Celestia has her cake. Luna has her cups of tea. And I-” she swirled her drink. “-well, you know that part.”
“What does Cadence do?” I asked.
“My brother.” she said. “Quite literally.”
We both did our best to purge that image from our minds.
Stay gold.
I really like your portrayal of Twilight. Hope the next chapter comes soon so that we can see how she and the protagonist get along.