Somewhere In Bucklyn
Somewhere out there
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Honestly, If it wasn't for his mothers organisation he probably be lost by now. Luckily the simple hoof drawn map was helping, but the amount of ponies was making his journey difficult . It was shocking to see how many ponies lived and worked in a relatively new city. Bucklyn was only about 300 years old and a lot younger than canterlot or cloudsdale or even his home town of manehatten.
Pony after pony passed Soarin as he wondered causally in search for the wonderbolt headquarters, the new head quarters was built in Bucklyn, so the wonderbolt team could train away from the busy academy. Sorain became inpatient with the slowness of his journey. He gave up trailing on hoof. starched is wings out in a swift movement he launched in to the sky.
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It wasn't very hard to find the new wonderbolt Academy coliseum, in all it's elegant beauty the building was made from crafted clouds that had been made to look like marble. the craftman ship that when into it was unbelievable and truly outstanding.
Within minutes, he stood motionless looking up at his new home. Frozen and glued to the stop, Soarin looking up at 2 huge wooden doors. they where engraved with lightning bolts and outlines of the great wonderbolt captains. the doors alone where intimidating, causing soarin to Hesitate befor gently lifting a hoof to open them.
behind the large wooden doors was a long hall that was lined with the cream tiles. sorain couldn't believable how amazing this place was, The stallion had trained in a complete different city and this was the first time he saw what the building had to offer.
He gingerly trotted to the central desk where I simple mare sat reading the lates issue of mares monthly, her coat was a pail gray but her rose mane matched her ruby eyes perfectly, once soarin had gotten closer she seemed to look up to him and then back to her magazine.
Within second she look back to him relizing who this stranger was. A red blush aspired on her checks. "H...Hello you must be Sorain, we have been expecting you, please take a seat while I contact your captain" the mare stutted before correcting herself, her smile was pleasant as She trotted away into a room to the left of the hall, leaving Soarin to himself.
Sorain strolled toward the 3 seats that lined up agenst the mighty support coloums. his eyes scanned the interior, every inch of room was huge. The cealing was decorated with painted dancing pegasus. on each side of the walls was a portrayed every wonderbolt captain from comander huricain all the way to capin Fire Hazzard but on the left of his captains painting was a unknown painting, it's black cloth that layed over in, stop Sorain from seeing the pony beneath...
"Hey, your the newbie, right?" Asked a unfemiler mare. She was a pail blue colour with a sliver mane and tail that was swooped back, simular to his own, she was a skinny mare her trademark flight suit showed off her slim figure.
"Umm yer, the names soarin, you are?" He asked giving the mare a curios look.
"Fleetfoot, nice ta meet ya" her hoof was thrown into his direction and he grasped it with his own in greeting. How could he have from gotten who she was? She was a bucking wonderbolt!
"I can't believe Iam talking to a real wonderbolt!" Soarin almost squeezed. In complete fancolt moment.
"Calm down will ya, your one of us now. you better not look in the Mirror if that's how ya act seeing a wonderbolt" she teased giggling to herself.
Soarin shuffled his hooves "Hehe yer i gess..."
"Well I gotta get unpacked, I'll see ya around rookie." There it was again what was with mares calling him that...
she seemed to trot off clearly excited by something. he just watched, trying to workout what that mare was up to but he was soon interrupted by a more familiar deep voice.
"Soarin my colt, your here. nice to see you again!"
Captin Fire Hazard trotted down the hall towards Soarin, his slightly greyed orange coat hadn't changed from the last time they had meet, but his mane, tail and beard have almost turned white. One of the many disadvantage of growing old.
"Sir!" Soarin said as he raised a hoof to his head to salut to his captin.
"At ease, I am not the captin anymore remember? so just talk to me like a friend" he insisted
"Sure" Soarin said trying to see his 'captin' as just a friend
"Well let's show you around!"
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Each room that Soarin entered made him become more and more giddy, firstly was the workout room. It was a huge hall with stretching mats, treadmills, Dumbbells, weights, bikes and even a wrestling ring.
Then the running track with the cloud obstical Corse that floated above. that's where he met some other wonderbolts, misty fly was a quiet mare she was the oldest member at the age of 32, surprise was a hyper active mare that seem to bounced around him and she was clearly fasnated by his wings and lastly was rappidfire, a stuck up stallion who seems to look down at Soarin. he was the type of pony to cause trouble. they where all older than soarin but he was still confident to fit in and perform to the best of his ability.
And finaly he saw the one room he would never forget. the one room where his lover would wait for him...
The mess hall
"Pieeeeeee!" Sorain hummed as the sweet smell of apples hit his nostrils.
"ow no you don't, you need to get unpacked first!" the captin held to strong hoof up and pointed to soarin's back, he had forgotten about his suitcase that laid still on his back.
Sorain trotted away from his beloved pie, heading towards the apartment block that was joins to the headquarters and exclusive to the team.
"Cap... Hazzard?"
"Yes Soarin ?"
"Is rappidfire always.. You know.. Stuck up?"
"Soarin...! don't let me catch you calling my son" Soarin was given a stern look from his idol before a smile cracked upon fire hazards face.
"Ow I'am sorry, I didn't know!"
"Don't worrie your self...So what's your plans for the rest of the week?" Hazzard asked as he trotted with Soarin at his side.
"Ow well I am going to sight see" Soarin's head was still trying get over the fact rappidfire was related to his captain, it must run in the family.
"Ow I see" the older stallion grinned, Soarin noticed the look he was given, a smug grin. "you know soarin, there is more to life than... mares" it took Soarin a moment to understand what his captin was suggesting.
"What...no... I mean I realy am going to look around the city!" he tryed to explain before a mental pictur of the mare from earlier poped up. maybe looking for her around the city would be a good idea, he would give his left wing to see her again.
"Well here you go, do you need any help unpacking or can I leave you to it?" Hazzard asked stopping outside a door of the long corridor where the teams rooms where. on the simple door was his name graves in a silver plate, he was one of them now!
"Iam fine thanks"
"Well have fun 'sight seeing'" fire Hazzard winked while trotting into a room only a few doors along.
Soarin walked into his room. The room was plain nothing fancy.just a simple room with a bed, dressing table, bed side table and a few shelves, opposite the bed that stuck out into the room was a door that lead to a simple bath room.
The tired stallion fell upon the double bed. For the first time since he had arrived he could relax, but how could he relax when a golden filly was haunting his mind. It was not till he had relaxed did he notice the lack of name for her, yes Soarin, Also know as goofball, had forgotten to get her name...
After a quick rest he open his baggage to reveal the few personal items a framed photo of himself and his loveing mother, all he had ever wanted was to make his mom proud even since his father left when he was very young, his mother meant the world to him. He put a few other items with the photo on the bed side table, next he put his hair gel and brush on the dressing table and a his books on the shelf.
Today had been very eventful, but for now the sun was setting and a early night would help him with his search plan tomorrow, looking for that unknown mare.