//------------------------------// // 1-2: Contradicting lies. [RM] // Story: New beginnings // by Elementum77 //------------------------------// I stared up for a moment, trying to take in more of the strange figure's features thump . My head made contact with the ground, a lot less heavily than if it had hit from falling earlier, but still with enough force to make me cringe a little. I heard the landing of hooves next to my head. Rubbing my head, I got up, still a little shaky, going from two legs to 4 was weird enough, but not having actual feet made it that much harder. "Are you crazy!?" my head shot up, the pony that just saved me was staring at me confused, her voice was calm though slightly worried, I guess that's only fair considering.. Wait... did a pony just talk? I guess that's only logical considering the circumstances, but still, a talking pony, I could not help but chuckle, I know I should be more freaked out by all of this, but for some reason despite the epiphany that this wasn’t a dream, the fact I wasn’t dead made me think this may just be a semi-lucid dream after all. "What's so funny?" I realized how me laughing randomly could come across as rude, I quickly stopped my self, and brought my head level to hers. She was about the same height as me, a sunny yellow coat, flame colored mane that spiked up and almost looked like it was leaning back, her tale matching the color scheme, her eyes a magnificent orange... I guess I should reply, but what do I say? "No, I fell" I tried to hide my nervousness through a bad smile, though I can tell she was not buying it. "You have wings, how exactly, did you fall?" Her voice now changing tone, slightly more sarcastic, never the less still a little confused. But she does have a point, I do have wings, though at the moment I have no idea how to move them, let alone use them. I could try explaining to her what happened. No that would just make me sound stupid.. Unless this happens a lot.. I don't feel like taking the risk. I started to stammer, I could not find the words, heck I could not find a good reason. "I can't fly" For a moment I thought I had nailed it, then quickly realizing that I just said that I, some what mature Pegasus can't fly.... "Oh...Then how did you end up there?" Yet another good question, and yet once more I fail to have an answer. I was never any good at lying, even that last thing was not exactly a lie, but this next thing would have to be Staring blankly, trying to hide my obvious panicking state. "I am not sure, I was sleeping, next thing I know, I am standing on a cloud looking over, a gust of wind pushing me off" Once more, I tried to force a smile, once more my lack of acting class’s showed. "Probably somepony pulling a prank. Well where are you from, I can take you back there if you like" I had somehow seemed to convince her, either that or she didn't want to pry and had given up. I let out a sigh. Wait, where am I from? Damn it, I don't even know where I am. Ok time to come up with something, something that will reflect on my actual situation, without actually giving the full story. "I am not from anywhere, Well not anymore" Come on think, I have the start, now to finish it "My parents owned a farm really far away, but they could not afford to have me living there anymore, so I have set out to find a new home..." That seems to work, it sounds like something from a bad movie, but it's good at least. "Do you know where you are going?" Seriously what's with all the questions. "Nope" I said, trying to make it as if this was somehow a depressing statement for me. "Well there is a town nearby, I was just heading there, you can come if you want." I guess that's better than nothing, maybe I can find some answers to how I got here. "Sure, that would be great" A genuine smile this time came across my face, that seemed to have wiped her expression as well, smiling back she started to walk away with my following behind. It had been at least five minutes since we started walking, I thought it best to start up a conversation. "So who are you?" I asked, trying to sound friendly, though for some reason it seemed to take her by surprise. "You don't know who I am?" She asked almost accusingly, was I meant to know who she was? "No, sorry" I stuttered, trying not to cause offence. Though I got the opposite, she seemed to smile then looked forward and carried on walking. "Well have you heard of the Wonderbolts?" her tone was now a little condescending, but I am not going to lie to her "Nope?". This seems to have shocked her even more, for a moment her face just looked shocked, then slowly relaxed in to that smile again. "My name is Spitfire, May I ask what’s yours?" Spitfire, that's a weird name... or was it? "My name is..." What if her name isn't weird? What if my name is? it could be like when you go to a different country and suddenly the norm is the strange. Well it's not like it matters, I can just come up with one. now what sounds cool... "My name is Lucid" Yea that sounds pretty good, "Hi My name is Lucid" I said to myself, just making sure that it sounds alright. "So if you can't fly... What do you do?" The question seemed a little, patronizing but that's understandable. "I am a system engineer" I said proudly. "A what?" my ego shattered almost instantly. Wait a moment. I am talking to a pony, does she even know what a computer is? Do they even have computers here? Crap what if they don't what am I meant to do... "I..I take systems like managing and then..I help them?" I don't know why I was asking her, when I was meant to be the one explaining.. "You lived on a farm, and you’re a manager?" crap, didn't think this through.. "Yea, I never actually worked on the farm, that was just my parents, I helped around the local town and such" Another well executed lie on the spot, I was getting better at this. "Oh, that's cool. So are you hoping to do that as a job?" I was about to reply, when I noticed she was looking at my...Well my rear "Is something wrong?" I asked accusingly, why was she looking at my.. flank.. I think that's the actual term. "You don't have a cutie mark?" A cutie what? Is that some kind of innuendo? No how could it be.. “No..?" I said blankly, then I noticed that on her flank, she had a symbol...Why was I staring at hers? I guess it's justifiable considering she did look at mine.. "Oh no, sorry I didn't mean it like that, I just..." Why was she getting so worried? "It's fine, I like your picture" Wow worst reply ever... "My picture? Oh you mean my cutie mark?" So that's what it is.. "Yea it looks cool, where did you get it?" It seemed that she expected me to have one, so I guess I may as well find out where. "Well I got it when I was younger, it appeared after my first flying event..but that's a long story" Flying event? was it a reward for completing? What kind of parent would give a kid a tattoo as a reward. "That's cool." May as well go along with it. She continued to look at me as if she was worried she had offended me, I stared back getting more confused by the second, a little paranoid now "Really, it's ok" She returned back to smiling, I guess telling her once that it was fine was not enough.. For the next twenty minutes or so, we walked in silence, I was more captivated by the scenery, then not having anything to say. She seemed to be in thought, so It's not as if I was being rude. We eventually came to an opening, I looked down in awe, below us was a town, a town with what looked to be out of limestone and hay, while other buildings looked, well decorated but still basic. Spitfire looked at me then laughed, I was not sure if she knew I was lying about earlier, or just my facial expression alone was funny. After a moment of staring, I noticed she had already began walking towards town, I ran over to catch her up, then began making my way to this... Medieval town I guess?