The coat wrapped around her barrel, across her back, and hung over her aft hull. There were sleeves for each of her forelegs, terminating just above each hoof. The white body of the coat was a proper crisp snowy shade of white, and the black was suitable enough for the cuffs, trim, shoulders, and decorative sash. The tailor hadn't managed the silver, it would take another craftsman to inlay silver and manufacture medals and buttons. She'd managed to talk the seamstress out of attempting the boots with cloth. The karpus was regulation enough. Its fit was the best she could arrange. The brim was a bit looser than she liked, a plastic brim might be a good fix.
Aurora murmured in pleasant satisfaction as she examined the handiwork in the mirror, it wasn't weatherproofed nano-fiber, it wasn't micro manufactured silk, it wasn't even poly-vinyl breathe weave, but the mare had done a decent job. Her equine features didn't cut a proper look at all, but the coat and cap themselves was up to standard... for barracks use. It'd just have to do. Would Gunnery Sergeant Perry say the same?
Aurora already knew what Gunnery Sergeant Perry would say. He'd laugh his head off at how cute she looked. The figure she cut wasn't just improper, it was cartoonish! He'd laugh his fucking head off, shortly before making some sort of innuendo about her horse ass.
"Dear, please stop fidgeting. You're ruining your dashing new uniform!" Aurora wondered briefly if it was a difference in taste that made the Rarity keep insisting that she looked dashing. Or perhaps it was the horse's investment into the outfit driving a misjudgment.
There were only a couple of species with the prized ability to remain extremely clear in judgement and carrying little bias. They unfortunately weren't known for their ambition or drive, often taking a small cushy job that provided enough to get by. Aurora had already figured out the horse's weren't very clear headed. She'd very nearly call them excessively obstinate and possessed of strong personality. At least, the ones she could get to talk. The guards seemed oath bound to shut their pie-holes.
Admittedly, her sample size was probably terrible. Five reportedly famous horses and a collection of royalty were very likely to be a bad slice of the population to act as a representative for horse-kind. On the other hand, if she did have an accurate segment from which to extrapolate the nature of horse kind...
It was fortunate that she was part biological, to put it simply. She could simply turn off the math whenever it began to go insane. Needless to say, it was very unlikely a stable horse society made up what she had met. It was very likely these were outliers behaviorally and social hierarchy wise. Sociological phenomenon for psychologists to dig into.
"There!" Oh, the white horse was done. Aurora gave herself another look in the mirror. She was an adorable laboratory pup horse thing, and the uniform still did nothing more than a red and white striped bow would have. "J-just so dashing! The white just stands out in a crowd!" Well, if it would help her negotiations with the Horse people...
"I'm glad it's turned out so well." In the back of her mind, Aurora picked up on a faint distant sound, a small sound. It was only a small snippet of her processing power that analyzed the sound, relying on reference computers to help it chug along. It was slightly more powerful than the processing power she'd dedicated to analyzing the cultural significance of the fact that horses had a non-dissimilar taste in clothing. At least as far as military uniforms were concerned, even if their guards looked like they’d crawled out of a classics as cartoons textbook. Neither were as powerful as the sociological program that'd come up with that "diplomatic" response she'd just uttered.
Aurora filed it away for later. She allowed the white horse to slip the coat off of her, and turned back to the mirror to take another look at herself. She frowned as she caught sight of her aft-quarter moving away. Moving back across her starboard length, she used the mirror to do a review of her outer-hull that she would normally do with local sensors.
She was starting to like her new form less and less by the second. Her eyes were too big, too exposed, her bulwarks were thin and flimsy. Her mighty propulsion seemed no more than frail feathers. Her sleek hull had been reshaped into this chumped up overgrown puppy. Not a single proper warning marking anywhere on her hull for moving parts or decompressive hatches. She felt... bare, even under the strange fur. Her handicapped cannons were a small consolation.
The hair wasn't bad though, she'd have to adjust her hologram whenever she left this place. She wondered if Counselor Ylva would like it. the lightened gray strands shimmered almost in an almost silvery fashion. It was a strong color match with her ridiculous blue eyes, and the two of them contrasted with her non-regulation darker steely gray fur coat surface.
“Is there a problem dear?” Rarity inquired. standing visible in the mirror behind Aurora.
“Just re-examining my current hull.” Aurora caught an odd look cross Rarity face. The frigate internally winced at the slip up, reminding herself that once again, she was not a ship right now.
“Is there anything else you need dear?” Aurora reviewed her plans for the day, searching for anything the tailor could help her with right at the moment. Rarity wouldn’t be much use in calculating sub-orbitals, nor would the horse likely be a scholared cartographer. Perhaps… no, the equines would probably not enjoy filling out a thorough skills and knowledge form.
"No, I just need some time to think."
Suddenly, in a distant location...
"Sparkle senses tingling! Spike! I must go! Somepony somewhere needs my skills!"
For some reason, I feel like this is going to be my jam!
7243493 Before or after reading?
7243500 Before...I have others to finish up before I get to this one, but the premise seems interesting enough to already call it!
7243505 Well, I'm currently trying to fix some plot-holes/contradictions that came up as the story is being written. Would be glad if you could keep an eye out for them as you read, just drop a comment on the chapter where the contradiction arises if you feel up for it.
"*.exe c:\dos\dosshell.com .. MS-DOS (c)1992"
"->>ABRAXAS-5<<--"
"...For he is not of this day"
"...Nor he of this mind"
So uh, people are going to know she's a ship(?) other than Cadance right?
I hope Aurora gets full functionality to her guns again. Totally not overpowered, nope.
Moar pwease
At least Aurora wont be using the CMC method of calculating sub orbitals. Dont think she will make it? Add another rock to the trebuchet.
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Update just a friendly reminder to please read the author's note. Actually some info in there. Apologies if I marked any of you twice.
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Anyone know a good artist to hire for commissions?
Going to guess that the skeletons that Sombra was carrying were the dead and transformed remains of the crew.
7244020 Phones are to blame.
Is your Muskets in Space (haha MiSce) happen to on Roll 20?
Good, good,
Whew, almost forgot about this gem! Such a unique and awesome concept, glad to hear you're continuing it.
7244375 I know of Roll20, but I don't know how to use it. My plan for now is to use steam group chat, though I'd love to learn how to use Roll20.
The setting is a homebrewed edit of the star wars saga edition roleplaying system.
7244539 Gem, as in you like it?
huzzah!
7243878 once i lose weight, i will get a jaket similar to that
7244580 It's actually just a draw over of a actual jacket, with an added sash and different colors (hence why I drew over it). Just google "blue military style coat" or something like that. It's a woman's coat, if that's an issue.
7244585 i know :P i have wanted a jacket of similar disine,
More!
7244783 Moar?
7244573
I would love to join, if you would have me. The only problem is that I don't know much of star wars, despite watching all the films and playing the battlefront series.
7245075 MOAR!
7245075
7245403
I'm afraid I'm going to have to second this motion.
Moar!
7245170 You don't need to know much, it's a roleplay. You learn what you need to know through the roleplay.
Also, one of the rps isn't Star Wars, it's a custom setting. Think muskets in space, meets fantasy races, meets alien races. So elves and giants man giant cannons and stuff, alongside admiral ackbar looking peeps.
If you're free Tuesday, or midnight Saturday, you're free to join.
7245771 i'm free on Saturdays.
would we be speaking to each other through text, voice, or video?
7245819 text, one of the players only know English as a second language.
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/Viking+Hoof is my steam profile. Friend me on there.
Anyone else who wants to friend me on steam can do so if they want
Rarity makes the best cute spess marine horse suit.
7245529 That make two people that are wanting the next chapter to be published ASAP.
7245819 Yo? Awaiting your response.
7251011
I can't find you, maybe you can find me?
Gunther The Soulconsumer
Also, where are you from, so I know the difference in time. 12 for you might be 9 for me
7251969
http://steamcommunity.com/id/aeew/home/
just realised I'd linked my fimfiction page rather than steam one.
7252275
A galaxy far far away (space)?
7252337 yep
7404977 was it?
More.
7461774 in the middle of selling a house :(
7470926 AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGG!!!!!!!
Am i the only person who genuinely despises rarity? I cant stand her, just because your the fucking element of generosity doesnt mean everyone wants some of your fucking clothes, and sometimes she litteraly forces people who say no.
In summary: I really hate rarity
7613593 eh, Kvina looks swag.
7624822 whot.
Why doesn't she ask discord to help find her crew.. oh, did she have escape pods or landing craft?
7669218 Escape pods.
7624822 has she checked to see if they were launched?
I asked about landing craft, since they are small ships and the planet turns her into a pony, then the planet may have turned landing ships into foals.
7681099 Trying to go back and fill in plot holes like that.
But they wouldn't turn into foals, that'd be too horrific, with the people inside them twisted into some gross simile of equestrian intestines.
Oh, this is that fic I've been wanting to read. :D
cool this just got featured
Remastering in progress? Just got notified of a chapter 12
7687881
I saw it was at the top of Mt favorites list and got super excited... And I didn't see any new chapters...