Changing Times, Perceptions and Perspectives (OT:E)
Chapter 24
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“Change changing places – Changes. Root yourself to the ground; Capitalize on this good fortune. One word can bring you round. Changes. Change changing places – Changes. Root yourself to the ground. Word to the wise – Well, you get what's coming. One word - One word can bring you round. Changes.” – Yes, Changes (90125)
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“Your Highness?” Celestia looked up from her desk to see Ivan standing in the door. “Where’s Verdigris?”
“You know you’re not supposed to go near each other,” she replied, wondering how he could have forgotten that.
“I know. I wanted to apologize before he leaves Canterlot. I don’t want him thinking we’re not friends any more.” He shrugged. “If nothing else, I’ll feel better.”
Celestia sat back and studied him. One thing about Rus ponies was their complete openness, and he meant it. She glanced at the clock. “His train leaves in a half-hour. Take care of it.” As he turned, she said, “Ivan.” He stopped and looked at her. “Thank you.” He nodded, and left, closing the door behind him.
The Day Princess sighed, and a small smile crept onto her face. “I think that problem’s solved.” She looked at the paperwork in front of her. “If only some of this was as easy.”
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Verdigris stood at the station, impatiently waiting for his train. You’d think they’d have this fixed, he thought. He was about to open his saddlebags to grab a book when he saw Stallkhovich approaching. “Ivan, we’re still under orders not to see each other,” he said in a neutral tone.
“I know.” Ivan replied.
“Then why the buck are you here?” Verdigris’ voice remained neutral.
“I needed to see you. Clear the air, you might say."
Verdigris looked at him for a moment. Part of him was expecting another rant, the other part was curious about what he had to say. After a brief internal debate, curiosity won out. "The train arrives in ten minutes, make it count."
Ivan nodded. “I'm sorry. You've been a good friend and I repaid you with unfairness. I wish there was some way I could make it up to you.”
Verdigris thought for a moment, then said, “I get where you’re coming from, Ivan. Just look at my past. Celestia and Luna know. Your parents were horrible to you, and if they were still alive they'd be before the Princesses on charges. You can't let them rule your life. So with that said, you want to make it up me?” Ivan nodded. “Okay, then listen.” Ivan stepped closer.
“First, get better. You've got to put this behind you and move on. That includes continuing your sessions with Cadance. Now, I have a challenge for you.”
“What is it?” Ivan replied.
“Forgive your parents. That’s all.” That should be more than enough.
Ivan was stunned. “What you ask will not be easy, but it if helps our friendship, I will.”
Verdigris nodded and held up a foreleg, which Ivan tapped. “Good. Now beat it before we get in hot water.”
Ivan smiled. “No need, товарищ. Sometimes it’s actually easier to get permission than forgiveness.”
Verdigris blinked, then chuckled. “Okay, but if she sends one of us to the moon, I’ll never speak to you again.” Stallkhovich laughed, then waved and trotted away. As he passed from sight, Verdigris murmured, “ удача, Иван.”
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Verdigris looked up when the train slowed. Hmm, a little faster than usual. Are they finally using coal? The conductor moved into the car, calling “Next stop, Ponyville.” Verdigris put away his book and glasses, and stretched. The other passengers looked at him askance; his wings brushed both sides of the car, his hooves nearly reached its ceiling. “Sorry,” he said.
As the train slowed further, he looked out the window. The platform was just visible, and he thought he could see some familiar ponies waiting. Let me guess: You told them I was coming.
Of course I did, Celestia replied. I’m sure you missed them, and I know they missed you; Fluttershy was asking, and Dash wanted me to get your flank in gear, she added with amusement. Besides, I believe they have some news you might want to hear.
Oh, sure. Just coincidence, he thought. Nothing of any importance. Just an everyday occurrence. He felt her smile. You’re right, I missed them. Thank you. And thanks for letting Ivan see me. It meant a lot.
I know. Like Michael says, sometimes I get it right on the first try. Take care.
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Verdigris’ Point of View
I stepped off the train right into a group hug. It couldn’t be anything else if Pinkie Pie is there, especially if she shouts, “Group hug!” It wouldn’t have been so bad if my saddlebags didn’t end up crushed into my ribs, or I didn’t end up with one of Dash’s pinions in my eye. I won’t even try to speculate whose hoof was … well, better not to say. Embarrassing? Buck yeah.
Once she let go, Pinkie was bouncing in front of me, saying, “Great to see ya, Verdi, it’s been forever since we saw ya, ya gonna be here long, how’s Grass and Honey, is everypony okay, were ya surprised, huh-huh-huh?”
Just to show no hard feelings – how can you stay mad at her? – I replied to everything she said, “Great to see you too, Pinkie, no it hasn’t, not very long, they’re fine, they’re okay, not really, yep-yep-yep!” Everypony but Ominus looked at me in surprise; he was trying not to laugh, and failing. “What?”
“Ah think Princess Celestia's wearin’ off on ya,” Applejack said. “Twi told us about her silly side.”
“Oh, you have no idea,” I replied. “Thanks for the welcome. Can we do it right, this time?”
Rarity stepped forward and lifted a hoof. I took and kissed it, and she said, “Welcome back to Ponyville, Verdigris. It’s been ages.” She gave me a chaste hug.
Twilight came next, giving me a hug slightly tighter than Rarity’s. “How are you feeling?” she asked softly, her eyes serious.
“A lot better.”
Dash half-trotted, half-flew up and we tapped forelegs. “Been learning any new moves?” she asked with her usual brashness.
“Yeah, but not flying. Can’t do it all the time. Hello, Fluttershy,” I added with a big smile. She gently nuzzled me, just before I wrapped her with my wings. She didn’t say anything, but hummed contentedly.
Applejack moved in after Fluttershy, giving me another of those hoof-wringing shakes. “Good ta see ya again,” she said heartily. “Yer lookin’ good.”
“You too,” I said with a sly smile, which made her blush.
“Ooh! Me next!” Pinkie bounded up and instead of a hug she gave me a nuzzle, followed by a loud, smacking kiss. Strictly for comedic effect, as everypony chuckled.
Last came Omnius, and he extended a hoof. “You’re looking good,” he said as we shook. “How’s Luna?”
“Much better,” I said, and he seemed relieved. “So, what’s on the agenda for today?” Everypony looked at Twilight. When she didn’t say anything I said, “What? No plans from the world-champion planner?” I think I over-did the disbelief, because she face-hoofed.
“Princess Celestia said to meet you, nothing else.” She shrugged. “I actually didn’t have anything planned for today,” she finished, shifting her hooves slightly in embarrassment.
“Well, that’s not so bad. I’m only going to be here about a week or so, anyway. I’ve got to make some arrangements,” I said, then looked at Omnius, “and we need to talk.” He looked at me, his eyes narrowing. “No, nothing like that.” Yet, I added silently. He nodded ever so slightly. “I was going to look at places to build a house, actually. Remember, Twi?”
“Oh, yes. Canterlot’s still too big?” I nodded. “Any ideas about where?”
“Celestia suggested across the road from Sweet Apple Acres.” I looked at Applejack. “Any good spots?”
The farm-pony nodded. “Some. Depends on what ya got in mind.” She nodded toward the Town Hall. “Need ta see what’s available, an’ what it’s gonna cost.”
“All right. That can wait for tomorrow.” I looked around and took a deep breath. “I’m not in any hurry.”
“Well, if that’s true, I suppose you can spare a few hours to tell us what you’ve been doing,” Rarity suggested. “And, as it’s close to lunch-time, I’d say some food is in order.”
“Okie-dokey-Loki!” Pinkie said with a little spin. “Let’s go!”
“Hold it,” I said. “I was thinking something a little quieter and more intimate.”
“Think Ah know what he means,” Applejack said. “The Library? Maybe order somethin'?”
“Yes, exactly. Pinkie, you know what everypony likes, right?” She nodded so hard she seemed to vibrate. “Okay, you know what to do. My treat.” I did a quick estimation, then hoofed-over what I thought was enough bits, plus a little extra. “Tell the Cakes to keep the change. Growing foals need to eat, too.” Pinkie squeaked, gave me a quick hug and vanished. “I’ll never get used to that.”
“Let’s move, or she’ll get there before we do,” Dash said just before she took wing and left us behind.
Fluttershy shook her head with a smile that should be trade-marked. And carry a warning label. “Pinkie would never do that,” she said. She started walking, and we followed at a sedate pace.
As we passed the fountain, I surreptitiously touched my saddlebags with a little magic, and they dropped off, the stitching “finally” giving away. “Ah, horse apples. Gimme a hoof, Omnius? Go ahead, we’ll catch up,” I told the mares when they stopped. Twilight nodded, her eyes asking a few questions, and led the others away.
When they were out of hearing, Omnius said, “Okay what’s up? Those bags were just fine a few minutes ago.”
“I need to know about Torrentican,” I said as we picked up the bags and I did a quick “repair” on them. “Celestia thinks he’s here, and has his sights set on me.”
“Oh, he’s here, all right,” the Traveler told me. “You’ll hear about it when we catch up.” When I put my saddle bags on, he asked, “A house, eh? I could help with that, if you’re not looking for anything fancy.”
“I’m a Coast pony; we don’t do fancy.” I took out a sheaf of parchments and opened them as we resumed walking. “This is what my place in Oceanside looks like. I was thinking of something like it, just not as big.”
He looked at the plans thoughtfully. “That shouldn’t be too hard. I had mine finished in a day.”
I had to stop and gape at him. “No way.”
“Way,” he replied with a grin. “I’ll tell you about it later, okay?” I nodded, and we continued on our way.
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Omnius’ Point of View
It was good to see Verdigris again, even if he had to mention Torrentican. From the looks a few of the girls gave him, he looked about a thousand percent better. What surprised me was Twilight wasn’t one of them. Well, he’s spoken for, and Twi’s not that kind of mare.
From what I could see, he’d been doing some serious training; his bearing was like a Guard’s, and he moved with – no, not arrogance, but self-assurance. Quite a change from that beaten-up pony I saw – was it only a few months ago? Well, a lot had happened here in Ponyville in that time, too. It’s hard to believe, sometimes.
As we passed the Post Office, Pinkie stepped out and spoke softly to the girls. They answered and she was gone, leaving a Pinkie-shaped cloud behind her. I had to chuckle; only Pinkie could get away with cartoon physics and not break everything. They moved on before we could catch up, so we didn’t find out what was said. She was up to something. Come on, it’s Pinkie.
“I wonder what she’s up to,” Verdigris said.
“You and me both,” I replied as I looked up at him; he was almost as tall as Celestia. He had a pensive expression, and I asked, “Something wrong?”
“Yeah, but I don’t think you can help. I’ve pissed-off the Vory.” That made me stumble in surprise. “I guess you’ve heard of them.”
“Uh, yeah.” I had to think that one over. There was a lot of Earth in Equestria, but considering the source, it made sense. “We’re talking about the vory v zakone, right?” He nodded grimly. “Oh, boy.”
“Yep. They tried moving into Oceanside, and I got in their way. Not on purpose, though; they went after my mom and sister.” His eyes went hard. “You don’t mess with my family. Ever,” he growled. “You might have heard about it. If not, you will.”
I swallowed. The Vory were bad news back on Earth. If he’d butted heads with them and was still here, that meant Verdigris was bad news. “Does Twilight know?”
“Yeah, she knows,” he replied bitterly, as though blaming himself. “It’s my problem, and I’ll handle it,” he added with a warning glance.
“What about the Princesses?”
“Celestia knows; she was in Stalliongrad for the aftermath, and the last time. Luna hasn’t said anything, but I’m sure Grass and Honey told her.” He sighed. “The rest … will have to wait. I don’t want the girls to know, ‘cause they’ll want to help. Like I said, it’s my problem.”
We continued in silence, and I had to think about what I’d just seen and heard. This was a big change from the pony who’d comforted Luna. But I barely know him, so of course there’s going to be stuff I never knew about. After a few minutes I asked, “What about me? I’ve seen plenty of bad stuff, and Celestia said we’d be ... not exactly partners, but more than just friends.”
“If Torrentican’s looking to cause trouble, sure, but leave the Rus to me. Of course, if they go after you and the girls, all bets are off.”
I nodded. “I can work with that.” As we approached the Library, I smiled. “You realize Pinkie’s probably set up, right?”
He grinned. “Guess I’ll have to act surprised, won’t I?”
We reached the front door a few minutes later, and Twilight opened it. The inside was dark, and she said, “Oh, come on, Pinkie.”
“Oh, for Celestia’s sake, Twi. ” Verdigris stepped inside and said, “What’s going on here?”
“SURPRISE!!” The lights went on and confetti, streamers and curled ribbons fell. Pinkie appeared in front of him and said, “I know it’s not really a surprise, but I can’t throw a party without yelling 'surprise', ‘cause maybe you really were, right?”
Verdigris chuckled as he hung up his saddlebags. “Could be.” He looked around as the rest of us walked in. “Let me guess: you asked the girls who I knew, right?” Pinkie nodded vigorously. “Thought so. Let me make the rounds.”
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Verdigris’ Point of View
I wasn’t really surprised. Pinkie’s kinda predictable. She’s completely open about wanting to make everypony happy. Though I’m not much of a party pony, I appreciated her efforts. I made my way around the ground floor, greeting friends and meeting new ponies. Cloud Kicker and Derpy were there, along with a cream-coated, green-and-red maned Pegasus named Blossomforth. I collected a foreleg tap, a hug and a hoof-shake, respectively. Cloud and Derpy noticed the extra pendant, and that got me a speculative look and a smile.
I met Lyra and Bon-Bon, Colgate, Lotus and Aloe, Applejack’s brother Big Macintosh and three fillies who hadn’t gotten their cutie marks: AJ’s sister Applebloom, Rarity’s sister Sweetie Belle and their friend – and I guess Rainbow’s biggest fan – Scootaloo. There wasn’t anypony else, and I think Twilight had a lot to do with the guest list, knowing I wasn’t into large gatherings. She’d done it just right.
One thing I noticed right off the bat was Fluttershy and Dash stayed away from Cloud and Derpy, and I wondered why. They seemed inseparable six years ago, and now it was like they didn’t exist. I’m going to get to the bottom of this, I thought. Something’s wrong.
It was a fairly sedate party, which I appreciated. Most ponies seemed to think Pinkie would shove fun down your throat, but she’s got an instinct for what her target will put up with, and she doesn’t push unless she knows it’s necessary. So we ate, drank (nothing harder than punch) and talked, mostly catching up or learning about each other.
The Cutie Mark Crusaders were delightful if over-enthusiastic fillies. Between talks with other ponies, they told me of their efforts to get their cutie marks, so far unsuccessfully. I’d told them it wasn’t something to worry about too much, and if Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara were going to be nags, they were probably going to be lonely, as nopony would want to hang around with them.
A few hours later, the party wound down, and most of the other ponies excused themselves. They had work or other responsibilities to take care of. Big Mac was helpful, if not very talkative, regarding land I’d want to look at. Blossomforth and Cloud had the morning shift, while Derpy had her girls and deliveries to take care of. The fillies had to go home, of course, it being a school night. That left us with Lyra as an extra, and I fascinated her. Like most ponies, she thought the Princesses were the only Alicorns.
“So, I guess you want to hear what happened since we last saw each other,” I said as we settled down. Twilight nodded reluctantly, the others less so. “It’s not going to be flattering.”
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Omnius’ Point of View
He was right, it wasn’t flattering. Not even close. Verdigris didn’t spare himself, and as he told us what he’d been through, he got quieter. His tone went a little flat, too. It was obvious he wasn’t proud of a few things he’d done, and he down-played his accomplishments. Everypony sat up when he mentioned Luna’s other Guards. He finished up with his and Stallkhovich’s talk at Canterlot station.
“Wow,” Twilight said. “Why haven’t we heard about them?”
“Have any of you seen anypony die?” he asked softly. I had to hold up a hoof. “Anypony else?” He waited, then said, “That’s why. You can’t unless you have. That’s if they decide to reveal themselves, that is.”
“And there’s a lot of them?” Dash asked.
“I only met a half-dozen, but Luna implied there were more,” he replied.
“I’ll have to research that,” Twilight said.
“Don’t expect to find much. I’m sure there’s a lot the Princesses know that isn’t recorded.”
“Did you really have to thrash Gilda?” Fluttershy asked quietly.
“I didn’t. The ponies in Condorosa are pretty tough. I didn’t know who she was at first, and didn’t care. I let her know I wasn’t happy with her, but that’s all. What Celestia said was much worse, even if she hadn’t raised her voice.”
“C’mon, ‘Shy, she earned it,” Dash said. “I don’t get it. She used to be cool back in Junior Flight School.”
Twilight flinched. “You almost sounded like Zecora,” she said.
“‘Sokay. She’s cool, too.” Dash waved a hoof dismissively.
Pinkie had stayed silent, her expression thoughtful, which didn’t happen often. “But everything’s okay now?” she asked softly.
“Yeah, everything’s okay, Pinkie,” he replied as he walked over and gave her a hug. “I know it bothers you, but it takes all kinds of ponies. Don’t let it get to you, okay?”
She nuzzled him with a smile. “Yeah, okay. Just remember to be nice, Verdi.”
“Can’t promise anything, but I’ll try.” Pinkie smiled again and trotted away to finish off the remains of the cake.
“What’s on yer mind, sugarcube?” Applejack asked as Verdigris went silent and looked out the window.
“Hmm? Oh, not much. It’s actually good not to have anything to do.” He grinned. “No worries.”
“Well, if’n ya get bored, we can teach ya how to buck apples.”
Verdigris’ expression was priceless as he stared at her for a few moments, then shook his head. “Sorry. Mind’s in the gutter today.” Applejack stared at him, then the light went on and she face-hoofed.
I had to chuckle. “All right, no scarring the mares,” I said.
Verdigris grinned ruefully as he shook his head. “Misunderstanding. I don’t think AJ’s ever heard that one.” He looked at her and asked, “You okay?”
Her face was almost as red as her brother’s coat. “Y-e-e-a-a-h, think so. Gotta get used ta that, I guess.”
Lyra walked over and looked at Verdigris’ cutie mark. “What’s it mean?”
“Well, just before I got it, I’d just found the material used to fix scents in perfumes and the like,” he said. “A few minutes later, I found a pendant with a stone that matched my coat’s main color. Both are named verdigris. I joked that I’d found myself, too.” He sobered. “The white trace came later, after I was struck by lightning.” The girls all looked at him in shock, except for Twilight. “Yeah, I almost died. Nopony would tell me, but I kinda figured it out from Celestia’s reaction.”
“Oh, wow,” Dash said in awe. “So, that’s where the lightning traced across you?” He nodded. “It hit your horn?” she asked after her eyes went wide. Twilight and Rarity cringed, and I didn’t blame them. Unicorns’ horns are very sensitive, and are “wired” right to their brains. Taking a lightning strike there – I shuddered. I couldn’t help it.
“Yeah, and everypony was surprised I was relatively okay after that.” He spread his wings. “Before the strike, I had stripes of my colors through my wings, about like my mane; this happened after the old feathers fell out.” Dash and Fluttershy winced. “Yeah, that bothered me more than anything else. No details, but it was worse than feather flu. It … hurt.”
“Okay, mister, stop that, or I’ll break out the party cannon,” Pinkie said seriously.
“You’re kidding. What could that do?”
“I can load it with anything. Like cake batter.” He shuddered. “Yeah, kinda hard to clean off. Princess Celestia said I should tell you that; can’t think of why,” she finished, looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully with a hoof on her chin. She wasn’t fooling anypony.
“Horse apples, O Other Mistress of Pranks.” Pinkie giggled. “I’ll have to tell you, but not just now.”
Lyra stifled a yawn, and Verdigris looked at her skeptically. “You’ve got to be kidding. It’s not that – ” He looked outside to see it was dark. “What the – ? Did we really party and talk the day away?”
“Eeyup,” Applejack replied with a smile. “Ya were havin’ such a good time, ya didn’t notice.” She walked over to Lyra and said, “Need somepony to walk ya home?” The Unicorn smiled and nodded tiredly. “Okay. See y’all tomorrow. Prob’ly have to show ya around, Verdigris. See ya then. ‘Night.” With that, she walked Lyra out after nodding to Twilight.
“I’m afraid I have to go as well,” Rarity said regretfully. “Sweetie can take care of herself up to a point, and I have work to do.” She walked over and nuzzled Verdigris. “It’s good to see you again. I hope we have time to talk.” She held out a hoof.
Verdigris kissed it and said, “Something to look forward to. Good night.” Rarity smiled and left. Rainbow and Fluttershy left after collecting a hoof-bump and nuzzle respectively. I could see that of the girls, Fluttershy was his favorite, though Twilight was his first friend. Pinkie gave him a hug – making him grimace – and pushed the party cannon out. They all said goodbye to Twilight and me as they left.
That left three of us – four, if you counted Spike, but he’d fallen asleep earlier. Twilight said, “Well, you’ve probably got a few things to talk about, and I want to start my research. See you for lunch?”
“You bet. I’ve got a lot to cram into one week,” Verdigris said. After collecting his saddle bags, he walked over and gave her a nuzzle. “Get some sleep, and I mean real sleep, okay?” She nodded.
“See you then, Twi,” I said, giving her a hug. She nodded, and as we stepped outside, I glanced back to see her in front of the stacks.
We walked along, enjoying the night air as we went. Verdigris looked around town as though looking for changes, but I realized he hadn’t seen much of the place. “So, how are their Highnesses really?” I asked.
“Celestia’s the same, and Luna’s getting used to a thousand years of changes. The only thing she recognized was the nobility is just as snooty as then, and she’s not happy with that.”
I nodded, then stopped briefly; I thought I’d heard flapping wings. I looked at Verdigris, who nodded. “Yeah, they’re here. I guess Luna’s got one or two watching me.” We stopped and he said, “Okay, front and center.” Two dark grey ponies with bat-wings and cat-like eyes landed in front of him. “Come on, Duskblade. Was she worried I wasn’t going to make it?”
“She wanted to make sure you got here all right,” the green-eyed Night Pony answered. He looked at me and added, “You might want to be careful around this one. He gets into trouble a lot.”
Verdigris smiled. “My kind of pony. Go ahead and report in, and tell her Sean and I are going to have a long talk.” The stallion nodded gravely, and the pair took off.
I stared after them until they disappeared. “Wow.”
“Yeah, ain’t it the truth. I thought I knew what I was getting into by joining the Night Guards. Not even close.”
“Does what he said mean what I think it means, Verdigris?”
“Call me Verdi; all my friends do.”
“I can tell when somepony’s dodging,” I replied. “Stop stalling. You’re closer than you said, aren’t you?”
Verdigris looked at me for a little while, then shrugged. “Yeah, but we’re still just getting started. It’s only been a few months since she was Nightmare Moon. The nobles are ignoring her, mostly, though one or two are outright hostile. I’m catching a little ire, too. Apparently, they think we could just go away, leave them Celestia and everything will be fine.” He made a rude noise. “Bucking idiots. Luna’s return and my appearance make them nervous. They don’t know how to deal with me, and Luna’s got Celestia's attention any time.” He snorted with amusement. “The Queen’s back on the chessboard. Let the lower pieces tremble.”
“That’s not quite right,” I said. Chess wasn’t my game, but I knew that much.
“I never said I was a strategist. I’m what Uncle Mike calls a ‘broken play quarterback’. I think he meant I do well when the plan falls apart.”
“Yeah, that’s right.” I looked at him appraisingly. “Everything I’ve heard says the same thing.”
“Maybe. Most of the time I just go.” He looked at the sky thoughtfully. “I think that’s what bothers everypony. I don’t have a plan, and they can’t predict what I’ll do.”
“Hmm, random. Who else do we know does that?”
He scowled, but not seriously. “Funny. Plan on taking that on the road?”
“Not while Trixie’s out there. She really made things worse, and she knows it.”
“Is she really that bad?”
“Think of her as Blueblood, but with ego instead,” I said.
“Ouch. I don’t think she had much choice, if Torrentican’s as bad as you implied, Sean.” I glanced around quickly and noticed we were very much alone. “Please. Gimme some credit, willya?”
“Sorry. I’m not comfortable about revealing myself to people or ponies. Most of the time, once they find out, I get the monster treatment. I’ll have to get used to not having to deal with it.” We reached the house, and he looked at it, half in surprise, half in study.
“Second floor must get hot in the summer,” he said, nodding at the glass roof. “All this in one day?”
“Faster, actually. I used my Magic Aura. Maybe four hours, once I got started. I needed Twilight’s help to finish it, though.”
“Well, this might be easier than I thought,” Verdigris said as I led the way inside; I still was a little leery about Torrie showing up the night of the Gala. “Nice,” he said as he looked around, and chuckled when he saw the stereo. “Between you and Back Beat, I guess Vinyl’s got her work cut out for her.”
“Yeah, well, I had to make bits somehow. I couldn’t see living off anypony’s generosity,” I said, scratching the back of my head with mild embarrassment. “Wait, where’s his money going?” If Michael wasn’t here, who was getting paid?
“He contributes his share to various charities, enough to offset the taxes. The rest goes into an endowment to help deserving and qualified ponies get into college,” Verdigris replied. “It stays apolitical and untouchable for any other purpose. The charter is very specific on that point, and who’s going to contradict or disobey Celestia?”
“They’d grab it if they could figure a way,” I pointed out.
“Not if they want to risk being sent to the moon. Uncle Mike’s cynicism makes mine pale by comparison.”
I had to agree with that. I’ve never met anyone with a worse opinion of humans than Michael. I met him once, before he became the Wolf, and he never missed an opportunity to quote his mentor’s favorite line: “The human race has never let me down in letting me down.” Maybe he was right, but that doesn’t mean I’d ever give up, of course.
The strangest thing about Michael is he’s humanity’s strongest supporter. He’s never turned his back on anyone, that I ever heard. Of course, the way he does things isn’t exactly “kosher”, but he doesn’t break rules unless he has to. I had the impression Verdigris is the same way.
“If you say so,” I said. “You’re right, they wouldn’t risk it.”
Verdigris hung up his saddlebags. “So, what’s the story behind you and the other Travelers?”
“If you want the whole story, it’s gonna take a while,” I said as I moved into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and took out a few sodas. “Hope you don’t mind Coke. It’s about all I drink, besides Sweet Apple Acres cider.”
Verdigris looked at the bottles with a raised eyebrow. He shrugged and took one in his telekinesis after I opened mine. “It can’t kill me more than once,” he said, and I almost sprayed him. I’m not sure how much was laughing and how much was startlement.
I managed to swallow without choking. “Oh, man, you’re gonna pay for that. Anyway, there are Gods and Goddesses – Capital ‘G’ – of Good, Neutrality and Evil...”
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Verdigris’ Point of View
I listened as Omnius told me The Big Story, nodding every now and then as it matched what Uncle Mike told me, in pony or through his memoirs. I wasn’t really surprised; I had a grip on the Eternal Champion concept. I was hoping I wasn’t one of them, mostly because I’m having a problem with being a Prince of Equestria. That’s plenty, and heck, I wasn’t even married yet. That’s a big step right there.
He wound down after bringing me up to speed. I could tell it wasn’t much fun; not only from his voice and expression, I could feel it. His emotions were strong, and I understood how he was the Element of Hope. As long as there was hope, there was a chance, and he always held on to hope, however slim. And I thought I was stubborn.
After a break and a long drink, Sean told me more about the Travelers. Obviously, he knew more about himself, and that made sense. True Names have power, which is why powerful beings in all legends guard them so well. Imagine if somepony could make you do anything by speaking the one set of words that defined you completely. That’s scary.
After he finished, I walked out and looked at the stars. While the sight made me feel small, it was comforting. Despite knowing a little more about how the multiverse worked, nothing had really changed: The stars and Equestria were still there, Luna and Celestia still held court in Canterlot and life went on.
“Yeah, it’s overwhelming, at first,” Omnius said as he stopped at my side and looked up. “You get used to it. Don’t really have much choice.”
I gave him a sidelong glance, then nodded. Maybe I wasn’t going to be in his, Celestia’s, Luna’s or Uncle Mike’s shoes, but I was going to have to make serious adjustments when I finally got mine. As the phrase went, Happy-happy; joy-joy. No-no, no and no.
“Yeah, but I’m not going to let it bother me. I can’t give up either.” He looked at me as though studying me. “I still can’t see how you can go on, especially after Jenna. I can’t imagine how that feels, Sean.” He looked up again. “Problem is, I’m going to find out, one way or another.”
He shrugged. It was some time ago, but not all that long. “Yeah, it can be rough, but giving up isn’t on the list,” he replied. “And you can’t just stop and let it destroy you. Your friends won’t let that happen.”
I had to grunt a laugh. He was right. Between my friends in Oceanside, Ponyville and Canterlot I was about as stuck as he was. No, they won’t let it happen, especially Twilight. She never gives up, so how can she let me? I was surprised by a yawn; it was pretty close to midnight.
Omnius nodded. “Yeah, time to get some sleep. You’ve probably got a busy week ahead, and I’m sure we’re going to be in the thick of it.”
“I can take care of this on my own, but I know when to ask for help. More importantly, I know when to accept. Celestia made that clear. I’ve still got to pick and buy the land, and not everypony can help.”
“That’s fine. You go check with AJ and Mac, then go see what’s available while I get set up on my end. Don’t think for a moment Twilight’s going to sit out, because I could tell you two were good friends when I first saw you. Get used to it.”
“Yeah, she’s great. She’s going to make somepony a lucky stallion, one of these days.” I shook my head. “Okay, let’s crash. It’s probably going to be an early morning.” We went back inside, and after helping clean up, I went to the room I’d be using. I set my stuff down, then dug out my computer. I could at least have funds transferred to the Ponyville branch; not every place used cheques, and it was always good to have a few spare bits on hoof. Once I had the confirmation, I set the music player for an hour, then killed the lights and sacked out. I was just drifting off when I “heard”, Pleasant dreams, Verdigris.
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Omnius’ Point of View
Ugh. Mornings shouldn’t be held so early, especially when you have a guest who’s an early riser. Okay, so it’s my own fault.
I woke up, wondering what the noise was, then remembered Twilight telling me Verdigris thought nine o’clock was sleeping in late. I sat up, stretched and went to the bathroom. Once I was ready to face the day, I went downstairs to find him in the kitchen, making breakfast. He glanced at the blackened spot above the stove before saying, “Morning. Sorry if I woke you.”
I smiled. “It’s okay. I get as much sleep as I can, because you don’t know when you might have to stay up several days straight.”
He nodded. “Haven’t had to, but I know a few Patrol ponies who have. Some of the storms can be vicious, and some just sit there for days. It’s no picnic.”
I had to nod. I remembered hurricane season on Earth; some of those storms did weird things. “What’s cooking?” I asked after taking an appreciative sniff. My stomach growled enthusiastically.
“A little of this, a little of that. For a pony who’s got a few extra bits, you don’t keep much food,” he said. “Gifts for others?” I started, then nodded. “Thought so. We’re not that different. Somepony needs help, we’re there.” He fiddled around at the stove, glancing at the char above him. “Okay, I’ve gotta ask. Who did that?”
“Sweetie Belle. She tries, but the kitchen isn’t her best friend.” He chuckled. “Yeah, I know. Not every pony can cook. From what I’ve heard, Derpy can set water on fire. Dinky thinks if you don’t need the extinguisher, you’re doing something wrong.”
“Maybe, but she’s a real sweet-heart. I don’t think her kids feel anything but loved,” he replied as he turned off the heat and flipped the skillet’s contents like he’d grown up doing it. From what I’d heard, maybe he had. After a few moments, we had two steaming plates of seasoned potatoes and eggs under a pile of cheese and two large glasses of apple juice. I tried to help, but he floated everything – and I mean everything – to the table, silverware included. That kinda put Rarity to shame, but from what the Princesses told me, Alicorns generally out-pace all other ponies at the same age. When the table was set, he said, “Dig in.”
I sat down, took a large fork-full, and instantly regretted it; the food was still hot. The juice was ice-cold, though, and still fantastic. “What’s on today’s agenda?”
“A stop at the Town Hall, then a look at the properties, then buy what works best,” he said before stuffing his face. It was interesting, watching him use his wings almost like hands – I hadn’t thought feathers could work like fingers – paging through his computer, while using magic to levitate his fork. “I’ll be glad when the Web is more accessible. Ponyville’s site is kinda primitive.”
“Not everywhere can be Canterlot,” I pointed out.
“I’ll have to mention it around Twilight. She’ll figure it out, and then everypony duck.”
“Hey, she’s not that bad,” I protested. He gave me a skeptical glance. “Okay, but you know what I mean.” He nodded as he continued reading. “So, the Night Guards. That’s not gonna be easy.”
“I know, but I’ll make it work. I just don’t really relate to other ponies that well, truth be told. My upbringing, ancestry and tendencies get in the way. Let’s face it, Luna’s got the ponies who can’t fit in a ‘normal’ life, and she’s got a talent for making it work. That, and well, the rest.”
We ate in silence for the rest of the meal, and after the dishes were taken care of, we went outside. He stretched and said, “Wanna come along, or got things ta do?” He sounded like a New Englander.
“I’ll probably get in the way. I’ve got some music to work on, plus I promised Fluttershy I’d help with her animals. You’ll probably be finished by the time I’m done.” He nodded. “How about we meet here? We can get started, and get things the way you want them. Oh, yeah, how much stuff are you going to move here? Might need a basement.”
“Not a lot, but my idea of a lot might not match yours,” he replied after a few minutes. “I’ll know once I have an idea how much space I’ve got, and how to adjust the plans.” He shook out his wings. “See you about noon?” I nodded. “Okay. Later.” He galloped away, then leaped into the air, and he was off. I walked back inside, took out a notebook and began re-working some music. Hey, a guy’s gotta eat.
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Mayor Mare was just getting settled into her work when County Clerk Page Turner tapped on her door and opened it. “‘Scuse me, Mayor, but I’ve got something I don’t quite know how to handle.”
“Just a moment.” She stood and trotted out to stop in surprise. “Y-your Highness,” she stammered as the saw who was there.
Verdigris made a face. “Look, I’m not officially a Prince, and I’m not going to stand for being treated that way. Until I say otherwise, use my name. It’s Verdigris. Okay?”
She nodded. “Um, all right. What can I help you with?” Page led the way to her office and nodded at the map of Ponyville and its surrounding territory. “All right, I see that, but I don’t understand.”
“I’m looking to settle in Ponyville, and I’m looking for some property. Princess Celestia suggested near Sweet Apple Acres, and there’s a few areas that look good.”
“Why call me?” Mare looked at Page curiously.
“Well, it’s been a long time since anypony asked about buying property. I’m not sure I remember how it’s done,” the Earth mare replied.
“Oh, yes. Well, let’s see what’s what.” The Mayor helped find the properties Verdigris had pointed out, and they studied the plats together. “What did you have in mind?”
“I was looking for something with a little height. I come from a long line of Pegasai,” Verdigris replied. “Maybe a bluff with a stream running below. It won’t be the ocean, but it’ll be close. Something large enough to handle this,” he added, laying out the modified plans for the Grange.
“Hmm, that’s going to be interesting. How close do you want to be to the Apples?”
“AJ’s a friend, and I’ve met Big Mac and Applebloom, so not far away, but not too close.”
“Hmm. Just a moment.” The Mayor helped Page search, and pulled out a sheet. “It’s not everything you asked for, but it’s close. That rock outcrop might spoil the view, though.”
Verdigris studied it for a few minutes, then smiled. “This is actually better, Mayor. The view from up there should be spectacular.”
“Well, I suppose you’ll want to see it.” He nodded. “We don’t have anypony available to show you, but I think you can find it yourself? I understand Patrol ponies know maps.” He nodded again. “Then if it’s what you’re looking for, we’ll have to see about financing.”
Verdigris chuckled. “I doubt that’ll be necessary, Your Honor. I’m worth a fair amount.” He nodded at the bottle of lotion on Page’s desk. “I’m sure you’ve seen that mark before. Care to guess where it came from?” He trotted over, picked up the bottle and brought it back; his cutie mark was obvious, and both mares stared at him. “Yep, that’s me. I’ve seen your reaction before.”
“W-wow,” the clerk said. “No, I don’t think you’ll need financing. I’d guess seventy-five hundred bits would be pouch change for you.”
He chuckled again. “Not quite. Can the Ponyville Bank of Equestria branch handle cheques? I have the money waiting to be transferred from Canterlot, but you’d have to send it back for crediting, and that’s a waste of time.”
Mayor Mare thought for a moment, then nodded. “You’re right. As long as the cheque’s processed properly, it should be fine. We can’t send it by the Mail Service, but I’m sure we can work that out.”
Verdigris held out a hoof, and she shook it. “That’s fine. I’ll go take a look, and I hope you don’t mind if I have Applejack and Big Macintosh go with me. I think everypony can trust their judgment.”
Mayor Mare smiled. “I’ve never met a more level-headed group of ponies. We’ll have everything waiting for you. Good day, Verdigris.” He nodded, turned and trotted out, whistling. When he was out of sight, she sat down hard, finally letting her reaction show. “Whoa, that was one for the books, Page.”
“I’ll say,” the Clerk said. “Aw, horse apples!”
“What?”
“I forgot to ask for his autograph!”
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“Well, mornin’ sugarcube,” Applejack said when she answered the door. “Didn’ expect ya so soon.”
Verdigris stopped the hoof-shake, and accepted a hug instead. “I figured I’d get it out of the way now. You and Big Mac busy? Got a piece of land I want to check out.”
She gave him a flat look. “Ya didn’ buy it yet, I hope.”
He gave her the same look. “Please. I didn’t just fall off the carrot wagon.” They held the stare until he started to crack, and they both laughed. “You’d make a hay of a Coast pony.”
“Thinkin’ kinda the same fer you,” she replied with a grin. “Lemme get Mac. Applebloom’s at school, so we can do this right.”
“Get that flank moving.” She gave him a glare, and he replied, “I’m spoken for, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tease a friend. I’m not Cloud Kicker.”
Applejack went inside, then returned with her brother. “Ready?” Verdigris grinned, and she said, “No, yer worse than Cloud Kicker.” Verdigris chuckled, and they trotted away, crossed the road and made their way along the lane before he led them off the track after consulting the map.
After a fair distance, he stopped, looked around and spotted the outcrop. “Here we are.” The Apples looked around, then split up to look at various areas. Verdigris flew up and looked around, then landed on the rock. “I like this,” he said to himself. “Reminds me of the bluff back home.” He looked at the escarpment above the stream, and nodded. “This can work.”
“Hey!” He looked down to see the Earth ponies standing below him. “That rock’s gonna spoil the view, ain’t it?” Applejack called.
Verdigris stepped off, caught air and glided down to them. “Actually, the view from up there is great. Might have to put in steps for ponies who can’t fly, though.”
“Well, that’s up ta you,” Big Macintosh said. “Looks good, Verdigris. Plenty o’ space on that flat spot above the stream, an’ the ground’s solid. How big?”
“About twenty-five acres.”
Applejack whistled. “Plannin’ on doin’ anything with it? Farmin’ don’t seem yer style.” He shook his head. “Just gonna live here?” He nodded. “Fluttershy’d like that. Might have her droppin’ by ta see the animals.”
“Wouldn’t bother me,” he replied. “She’s a real sweet-heart.”
“Well, if’n ya like it, guess ya don’t need us no more.” Applejack gave him a hug. “See ya later, sugarcube.”
Mac nodded and grinned. “Eeyup. Later.”
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Verdigris’ Point of View
After AJ and Big Mac left, I flew back to Ponyville. The land was better than the map suggested. The sound of water would help me sleep, and there were a few pools large and deep enough to swim in. The only thing wrong was there was no ocean; like I could import one.
Mayor Mare and Page Turner were waiting, and I was surprised when the Clerk asked for my autograph. I understood why when she asked me to sign the lotion bottle. We went over the last details, and I wrote out a cheque for the amount, just over eighty-five hundred bits, with taxes. I could have bought the Grange and my parents’ house twice over, but I couldn’t complain. Oceanside would be in the past soon.
When we were done, I thanked the mares, and gave them fifty bits each for their trouble. The Mayor didn’t refuse too hard; I had to almost threaten Page with a spanking. After that, I had the deed and other papers quickly; they’d been busy while I was gone. The best kind of public servants make things easier for everypony. I thanked them and trotted out, whistling Take Me Home, Country Roads. I was in a good mood, and that’s kinda rare.
I decided to pay Twilight a visit, just to let her know, and ask for some advice and help with the plans. I wasn’t expecting a pink hoof to reach out and grab me, whirl me around several times and plop me in a chair. “Whoa, what the buck? Pinkie!”
“Were ya surprised this time, huh-huh-huh?” she said as she ran around me trailing a rope. I was tied down almost instantly. “Come on, were ya?”
“Yeah, and now I’m nervous,” I replied carefully. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I didn’t want her to do something … well, weird for her. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.
“Pinkie, what are you doing?” Twilight snapped as she entered the front room.
“Meany-pants didn’t tell me today was his birthday. Princess Celestia had to tell me,” she replied, pouting. “And he lied to Luna about it, too.” Oh, yeah, I was caught.
Twilight walked up and glared. “Is that true?” she asked. Her left eye was twitching, and I knew that meant trouble.
“Yeah, but I’ve got a reason. I don’t want anypony to make a big deal about it, okay? We don’t go for big parties in Oceanside.”
“Yeah, well this ain’t Oceanside, is it?” Applejack’s voice asked.
I sighed and sagged in defeat. “Okay, you win. Who else knows?”
“Only the eight of us,” Rarity said from the upper level as she, Fluttershy and Dash came down with Spike following. He carried a ridiculously precarious tower of wrapped boxes. “Omnius asked to be left out, and we agreed.”
“I’ll trade places with him right this second.” I didn’t think it would work, but I had to try. You can’t give in too easily.
Twilight giggled, and I managed to face-hoof. “Clever girls.” I was glad Cloud wasn’t here. From what Marl and Blackrock had told me the night before I left Canterlot, she’d have sauntered in and asked whose turn with the rope was next. After giving me a good look at her ... considerable assets, of course.
“What’s the big deal about parties?” Dash asked as she landed to my right.
“I thought I explained that,” I groused.
“Um, is this really necessary?” Fluttershy asked. “I don’t think he’ll run away.” She turned those deep, deep blue eyes on me. “Right?”
It was almost impossible not to feel as though I was going to fall in. I think Uncle Mike would have called her “dangerously adorable”. “Okay, you can turn it off, ‘Shy. I’ll stay.” I looked at the rope. “Don’t really have a choice, do I?” She chuckled softly and started unwrapping me. Once again, I was glad Cloud wasn’t here.
“Well, somepony who knows how to give in gracefully,” Rarity said with a smile. “How refreshing,” she added, looking at Twilight.
“That’s enough,” Applejack said. “Tarnation, Rarity, why ya gotta make – ” she stopped to think a moment “ – in-sin-u-a-tions?” she finished carefully.
“Rarity.” She looked at me. “Drop it, please. I think as the birthday-colt I deserve that much?” She half-pouted, then nodded. “Thank you. Save the innuendo, gossip and rumor-mongering for ponies who deserve it.”
Rarity sighed dramatically, of course. “If you insist.”
“So, how’d it go?” Dash asked.
“The land looked good, so I guess ya bought it?” Applejack added.
“Yep. It’s nearly perfect,” I replied after Fluttershy finished untying me. I stretched. “It’s my birthday present to myself.”
“When are you planning to build?”
“I’ll need to make an access road, and clear the site, but I don’t see that taking too long. That is if I can get Mac’s help?” I said, looking at AJ.
“Shouldn’ be a problem. We Apples like to work.”
“Okay. Omnius offered to help build, so I think I’ll have a house by the end of the week.”
“Good,” Fluttershy said as she passed me a piece of cake. “So, how old are you today?”
“Seventeen.” They all blinked in surprise. “Yeah, I look older. It’s being an Alicorn that does it.”
“Not just that, you’re built on Earth pony lines,” Dash said. “I don’t get it; how can you fly?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “I flap my wings to get altitude, then glide, or I do what I call ‘cruising’, which is using my magic to push me along. If I really push it, I can be in Canterlot in under ten minutes.”
“No way.”
“When we’ve both got a free hour, I’ll show you.”
“Say what you like, I think his stature is – well, I don’t want to seem forward, but it’s quite attractive,” Rarity said seriously after she swallowed. “You’re in proportion, which helps.” She looked at me critically for a few minutes, then nodded. “Your coloring is unusual, but it fits your home and vocation, I’d say. Storm watch, among other things."
“Thank you,” I replied with a smile. Spike chose that time to drop the stack of gifts on me. “Thank you,” I repeated irritably.
“Oops. Heh, sorry,” he said with an embarrassed grin. “Well, ya gonna open ‘em? Pinkie looks like she’s going to bust with curiosity.”
I grinned. “Sure.” I looked at the pile that surrounded me. “Hmm, which to choose.” I grabbed at random, and noticed they didn’t know what to give me, since I got generic, practical gifts. Well, except for Twilight. She got me a nice set of books on various subjects, including intermediate-level magic; I was sure Celestia had a hoof in that. The latest Daring Do novels, too. They couldn’t have been cheap, either.
Applejack got me two hats: a “horn-friendly” Stetson similar to hers, and one of those gaudy, touristy, non-oceangoing “Captain’s” hats. Ugh. At least it was the right color. Rarity gave me a pair of scarves, both with nautical themes. From Fluttershy came a pair of very nice bird feeders; I guess Twilight told her about the birds at the Palace. Dash – somehow – got me an autographed Wonderbolts poster, and a pair of goggles. Pinkie surprised me, though. She gave me a miniature of dad and Sky Watcher’s memorial, in perfect detail. It started to rain; that’s the only way to explain how my face was wet. I waved her over and gave her a very heart-felt hug. “Thanks. I really appreciate this.”
The others crowded around and it was group hug time again. Nothing was said for a while; nothing needed to be. We broke up and I noticed Spike standing nearby, looking apologetic. “I didn’t know what you’d like, but I thought you’d like this when I saw it.” He took a box from behind his back and handed it over.
I opened it and inside was a mobile made of gems of nearly every color. I held it up, and the light caught it, sending colored rays around the Library. It was fantastic, and I loved it. I held out a hoof, and he shook it. “Thanks, Spike. It’ll look good in the morning light.”
Rarity walked over and gave him a hug. “That was very sweet of you,” she murmured. Spike didn’t say anything. He was more than contentedly returning the hug.
I couldn’t resist. “Aw, they’re so cute together, aren’t they?” Rarity gave me a mild glare as the others giggled. “That’s for your earlier comments. Stop playing match-maker, unless you can stand it coming your way.” She nodded, and didn’t let go of Spike right away.
“So, when do you plan to start on the property?” Dash asked. “If you’re going back home soon, that is.”
“Could start tomorrow,” Applejack suggested. “Ain’t like we’d be bad neighbors, ya know.”
“Sounds like it could be fun,” Pinkie said. “I could help make it fun. Then it’s not like work.”
“It isn’t as though we have any pressing matters,” Rarity chimed-in.
“Are you sure?” I asked. I appreciated the offers, but didn’t want to put them on the spot.
“Yes,” Fluttershy said with a firm nod. “Friends help each other.”
“That settles it,” Twilight said with finality. “I’ll check with Omnius, and we’ll all get there in the morning, ready to start.”
“Thanks. I really appreciate it.” Damned rain.
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Third Point of View
Omnius chuckled to himself. Celestia had warned him, and he’d bowed out, leaving Verdigris to the girls’ tender mercies. He figured right about now the birthday-colt was getting his party whether he wanted it or not. He wondered if spankings were a tradition here, and if he should introduce it.
No, unless you wish to be the first, Celestia’s voice said. Do you remember how old you really are, Sean? He shivered even as he nodded. Then take this as a warning, and don’t make suggestions for others you wouldn’t want made for you, she finished.
“How’d the land situation turn out?” he said aloud.
Verdigris found something he liked and bought it, and the girls have convinced him he’s going to have help, like it or not. Be ready in the morning, though you probably won’t start until the site is cleared.
“That’s fair. Y’know, I’m looking forward to this. You’re right, I like him, and he’d make a good friend.”
Of course I am. There was never any doubt, she replied, her smile coming through. I’ll let you go; everypony’s expecting another Treble Cliff album. It’s about that time, isn’t it?
He smiled. “Sure thing.”
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Canterlot
Stallkhovich arrived for his next session, and instead of being met by Cadance, Peppermint led him to the same room. It was closed, and he wondered what was going on. He knocked, and didn’t have to wait long for an answer. “Come in, Ivan. You're right on time,” Cadance’s friendly voice said through the doors. He entered and saw she wasn’t alone; Celestia and Luna were with her. He stopped in the doorway, the surprise on his face obvious. “Surprised? You're wondering why my aunts are here?” Cadence asked with a smile.
“Yes. Of course,” he finally said. Who wouldn’t be?
“I invited them to join us because I wanted to them to hear about Fire Flash in your own words,” she said.
“One question, if I may ask.”
“Of course,” Celestia replied, knowing the general point. It always happened; one in every generation managed to have the insight.
“If Celestia is Equestria’s Shield, Luna the Sword and Verdigris the Spear, what are you, Cadence?”
Cadence looked her Aunts for a moment and they nodded. “I am the Dove,” she said simply.
“Dove?” he repeated curiously.
“Goddess – if that applies – of Love, Peace, Compassion and all it entails. Celestia is the Swan, Goddess of Justice, Law, and the Shield. Luna is the Goddess of War, Protector and Courage. Verdigris is becoming her strong right hoof. So, simply, Luna and Verdigris are the Hawk. I'm the Dove, as I said. Now, enough about us,” she finished with a smile. Cadence, Luna, and Celestia looked at him expectantly.
“Right, Captain Fire Flash,” he began awkwardly. “She … was … in personality unlike any pony I've met before. You being the exception. That's the best way I can describe her, but there was more.”
“What made her special?” Celestia chimed-in.
“It was her presence and leadership. You always knew she had your back, no matter what. She was the heart and soul of our unit...” he trailed off, the pain of her death in his eyes.
“I know this is hard for you, Ivan, but please keep trying.” Cadence said. He nodded.
Before he could continue, Celestia spoke up. “Ivan?”
“Yes, Celestia?”
She walked forward until they were barely a foot apart. “There's something I'd like try before we continue with Fire Flash. It'll give you a better understanding of who and what we are.” Luna frowned at that, while Cadence looked concerned.
Sister, I know what thou dost intend, and I must ask: Art thou sure of this? His mind is as mortal as his body. It could kill him, or worse, make him a mental vegetable, she said telepathically.
I agree with Aunt Luna, Aunt Celestia. The risks are not taken lightly, Cadence added.
I understand your concerns. I know my power and its levels and most importantly, I know myself. I'll be careful; the only thing he'll come away with is a slight headache.
The others were about to protest when Ivan decided for them. “I trust you, Celestia. You may proceed.”
“Thank you, Ivan.” Celestia's horn glowed and touched his forehead.
At first Ivan felt nothing, then a surge unlike anything he’d ever felt struck with stunning force. He remembered what Celestia had about being Power Incarnate. Is this what Verdigris goes through and deals with? he wondered.
Yes it is, Ivan, Celestia replied. Every day of his life, from the first Threshold, and it will only grow stronger over time.
He felt temptation on a scale he’d never experienced: What if he had this power? He would be a god among ponies. He could change the course of mighty rivers, build mountains or destroy them. What about other nations? If they dared attack, they would feel his unending wrath. Yes, he and his armies would cleanse them from Equis. His palace? It would be the envy of all. He could have any mare he wanted whether they wanted or not; he could make them want him. He would mete out the severest punishments to the visionless foals who didn't follow him.
Even as he reveled in this dark fantasy, Ivan's better half rose up in protest, saying it was folly: Power of that magnitude would incinerate him in an a near-instant. Even if he could control it, Celestia, Luna, Cadence and Verdigris – as well as the Element Bearers – would lead the entire Equestrian nation – nay, all nations – against him. That terrified him for many reasons. He didn’t relish the thought of facing Verdigris in battle, let alone three goddess.
His better half pressed on: Mountains and rivers? Yes, it could be done, but doing so would wipe out entire species, many of them classed as rare, never mind destroy numerous hamlets, towns and cities. His Palace? It would be feared, hated and loathed for the symbol of tyranny that it was. Mares? They would curse and revile him even as he violated their bodies.
He couldn’t see it, but his face betrayed the undisguised pride, greed and lust, followed by the equally powerful shock and near-horror of what he was undergoing. Luna had to look away; it didn’t take any imagination to understand what was going through his mind. She knew. She’d been through it, and succumbed. Ivan was learning how truly seductive power was, and she hoped he came through it well, whole and with greater understanding.
"Celestia?" he asked in a small, trembling voice.
Yes, Ivan?
“Do – do you feel these things? These … temptations?"
Yes. Every day. That's why I, Luna and even Cadence have to maintain our calm, especially when dealing with nobles, whether of Equestria or another nation. While they can be a serious irritant, we can’t let that affect us. It would be far too easy to kill or maim, physically or with magic. With that Celestia carefully broke the link.
“My word,” he said in awe, then looked away from her, blushing with shame.
“Now thou knowest, Ivan. I too feel these temptations,” Luna said. “There is no need for shame. Power is addictive, seductive and insidious. ‘Twill have thee in its clutches long ere thou realize, and then ‘tis far too late.”
“Let's move on to Fire Flash,” Cadence said, changing the subject with obvious relief. Celestia and Luna did their best to hide their amusement.
“Ahem, yes.” Ivan took a calming breath and closed his eyes. Fire Flash’s face appeared in his mind’s eye, and he smiled. “Now that I’ve seen that, she’s very much like any of you three, except for the power. She had a kindness, compassion and understanding beyond her years. She wasn’t just our commanding officer, she was our friend and confidant, and really cared, instead of just maintaining our morale.” He stopped, trying to find the right words. “Ah, to Tarterus with it. I fell in love with her. She was as perfect as any pony could be.”
“And was it reciprocated?” Celestia asked gently, earning a mild glare from Cadance. Luna sat forward, her face a study in expectation.
Stallkhovich nodded. “Yes, it was,” he replied softly. He took a wallet from his armor, removed a small picture and held it out. “Maybe you'll understand better when you see this.”
Cadance took it in her telekinesis, and her aunts leaned in to see. They gasped as one. The pearl-white, crimson-maned Pegasus that smiled out was not only beautiful, there was a joy in life in her eyes, and the compassion he mentioned was visible. “I’ve seen that kind of smile before, and so have you, Luna,” Celestia said. She looked at Ivan. “I think you have, too.” She sighed internally. Shadow was a lot like her, from what I see here.
He nodded. “Verdigris when Honey Bunch arrived at the Aerie. It was obvious.” He paused thoughtfully. “She and Sea Grass are a bit like she was,” he finished as the picture was returned, and he put it away after looking at it for a long moment.
Cadance fervently wished she didn’t have to ask the next question: “And when she was killed?” She made it as gentle as she could.
His expression changed rapidly, with remembered shock, rage and despair quickly passing before he could re-assert control. “It – it was the absolute worst day of my life, even beyond my father throwing me out,” he replied in a barely audible husk. “It was as though everything I had to live for was gone, and I – I don’t want to think about what happened after. I’ll never be able to justify it.”
“Thou went mad,” Luna said quietly, her eyes lit with understanding. Cadance looked at her in mild shock. “I know what it is to lose somepony precious, Niece. What it can do to thee, and cause thee to do to others, e’en those thou shouldst be protecting,” she finished, her gaze steady, even as tears began to run. “There is nought to prepare thee, and an thou art in love, ‘tis much, much worse.” She looked at Stallkhovich sadly. All he could do was nod. She was right, all of it.
Cadance took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Despite the session going somewhat beyond her control, they’d made significant progress. She smiled ironically. “Are you sure you needed me, Celestia?”
“Yes, Cadance. You’re trained and have the temperament for this. Luna and I aren’t and don’t, though we have our moments.”
Cadance looked at Stallkhovich, who seemed drained. “And I think that’s all for today, Ivan. What you just went through would wear anypony out.”
“Yes, I agree,” Celestia added. “You just had your eyes opened, and that’s never something to take lightly. Take the rest of the day off, Ivan. I’ll inform Shining.”
“Th – thank you,” he said, as though speaking was an effort. “All of you.”
After he bowed, turned and left, the Princesses conferred softly. “He wasn’t telling us everything, but I think I know how much she meant to him, and they were definitely lovers. You don’t keep a photograph for many other reasons,” Celestia said.
Cadance nodded. “He misses her terribly, and I have the impression he’s not looking for anypony.” She shook her head. “That’s not healthy.”
“Nay, ‘tis not,” Luna agreed. “Our quandary is obvious, and yet how do we help without being obvious ourselves? He would resent it, and rightly so.”
Celestia looked out the window. “Maybe we shouldn’t. Directly.” She paused in thought. “Hmm, I think this needs a lighter touch. I’ll talk to Gemstone. She might have a few ideas.”
“If you do, Verdigris might want to help,” Cadance pointed out. “I don’t see how he can.”
“He’ll be too busy for the next few months to notice, I think. If not, I can arrange for it.”
“Celly! Nay, do not. He will refrain an we but ask, should Gemstone break her silence. She will not,” Luna protested.
“Yes, you’re right.” Celestia sighed. “It’s not critical, and we should take our time. We’re trying to fix a broken pony, even if he puts up a tough front. We can’t take any chances.” She stopped, then looked thoughtful. “Maybe we’re going about it the wrong way. We should consult with the Element Bearers. Between them, they should be able to see what we can’t.”
“Surely, thou dost not mean Rarity. She is wonderful, but a hopeless romantic,” Luna replied with a sniff.
“That may be what we need,” Cadance said. “Twilight’s told me a lot about her friends, and Rarity can be discreet when she needs to be.”
Celestia looked at her sister, who merely shrugged. “I’ll send a letter once Verdigris is back in Oceanside. I’ll phrase it as another friendship assignment, one they all might need.” She smiled. “Especially Twilight, if things go the way they appear.”
“Ah, so she and Sean, as thou thought?”
“It seems inevitable. She resembles Jenna more than I think he realizes.” Celestia sighed. “It won’t be easy, but what is?”
“That reminds me, whence could Ivan have heard of the Sword and Shield? ‘Tis an obscure reference. And Verdigris as the Spear?”
“That’s another mystery we’ll have to solve later, Luna.” The elder Princesses stood. “See you tonight, Cadance? We’re serving your favorite for dinner.”
Cadance smiled. “Of course. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
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Surprisingly not depressing, this is good, or it means that the tragedy counter is building up and we don't know about it...
2765496 Ain't sayin'...
Mind that I'm half asleep, and so my coherency wasn't anywhere near 100%, but this chapter felt like it wasn't up to snuff. Mostly, Omnius seemed to have kinda just thrown himself into the center of things, and parts of it were choppy, almost as if copy/paste had been used to stitch a few scenes together. Had to repeatedly double check who the perspective was a few times, and I think there were one or two jumps from 1st person POV to Omniscient 3rd person POV. Random comments about Fluttershy and her cuteness, and a few other things that were just awkwardly placed.
When I'm more awake, I'll go through and quote some sections and point things out. Really, my biggest qualm was just how much of this was focused on someone other than Verdi, Sean/Omnius has been such a minor character until now, it was... awkward? To have it suddenly shift and spend so much time on him.
2765667 Yeah, maybe you need a nap.
The shifts are necessary, for varying reasons; mostly to keep everyone up with where this story relates to the show. Or just my whim. As the author, I think I'm entitled.
I'd like to Verdigris for accepting my idea for this story. Its helpling hone my own writing skills.
2766175 No problem; it's helped mine a little, if only my editing skills.
2765667 I've thought about what you said, and I'll go through - I usually do, looking for things I've missed - and I'll make it clearer. If it throws me off, then it needs a little more work.
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Some scenes were actually written by Wolf, then?
That might be where the feeling of some scenes being stitched together is coming from if so.
And editing, heh. Got a project in the pipes that just got the first chapter reamed that opened my eyes to a few things. Always fun.
And, I'll probably go back in a few hours, or tomorrow, depending on how awake I am tonight.
2766403 Eeyup. Sometimes you have to go with what you've got, and not give into the temptation to make a complete re-write. Wouldn't be fair ... or prudent. (Wait for it...)
I am told there is quality reading to be found here. I shall investigate into this tip.
2831594 You may have heard correctly; please do.
After keeping this fic on the backburner for long enough, I decided to finally sit down and read through it. And to keep a long story short, I am very, very impressed. You have done an amazing job thus far, and it's easy to see the effort that has gone in to your work here. There aren't many fics around that measure up to the quality of your work, both story/plot wise and quality of writing wise, which makes it all the more delicious of a treat to devour.
To be fair, though - I did read the first few chapters a few months ago, but I stopped around chapter four. The story felt somewhat slow for the first few chapters, and it being a full-on OC affair, save for brief Celestia moments, meant there wasn't much to latch on to. Takes time to get invested in original characters, after all. I felt somewhat iffy about Michael as well - Alicorn OCs tend to be bad enough, and having one that was on super-friendly terms with Celestia from the get-go, and her biggest confidant, didn't really endear me to the setup. So I let it drop.
Having picked it up again though, and having caught up ... all I can say is I'm sorry that I didn't stick with it from the start, because damn - it has been so worth it. As far as OCs go, you have done admirably well with Verdigris - I see Alicorn OCs going Mary Sue and ruining the stories they star in often enough to make it the norm, but you have easily avoided that pitfall and have developed Verdigris in to a fully fleshed-out individual, who has as many bad parts about his personality as he has good ones, whose life story is a complex one, and who definitely hasn't got the ability to solve everything by simply glaring at it via his Alicorn-ness.
To that end, having him slowly (and by slowly I mean over decades) grow in to his Alicorn powers was the best decision you could make. For one, it allows us to follow Verdigris through the changes of his life every step of the way, which makes for a very good character study - especially as he is not all that happy with the position his road will eventually lead him to (the reluctant prince). For two, you have avoided making him overpowered and thus haven't taken the suspense out of the plot. Oh sure, he is powerful - but just enough. Powerful enough to be in the thick of it and carry the story on his shoulders, but not powerful enough so that the problems seem trivial.
And most thankful of all - he isn't anywhere near as strong as Celestia or Luna. I can't thank you for that enough - when he was standing up to the Nightmare, I was all but expecting him to put up a decent showing. To actually succeed in stalling her. And much to my surprise and delight, nothing of the sort happened. Luna swatted him aside - effortlessly, without even trying or aiming to truly hurt him - and he couldn't even see it coming. Thank you for that. Too many Alicorn OCs have the tendency to be overpowered to all hell and back compared to the sisters, so this was a breath of fresh air - a freshly minted Alicorn (or getting there) who is strong enough to tango with 40 experienced thugs and take on gang lords - and yet still weak enough to get stomped in to the ground by the actual powerhouses of the setting, instead of manifesting the ability to measure up to them from nowhere.
I like his personality as well - which is not to say I necessarily flat-out like him as a person (I don't, I'm quite neutral), but I like what you are doing with him. He is complex and well-rounded. As much as he is helpful and compassionate at some times, he's brooding and irritating at others. As much as he can give helpful advice, boy does he ever LOVE listening to the sound of his own voice and preaching from his lofty soapbox. He kinda likes pushing things, knowing full well those he pushes can't really push back (the accusation that on some level he enjoys the power granted to him by Celestia's relation was spot on). He is snappy and confrontational, and has some anger issues that need working out, and there's some deep seated issues in him.
So no, he ain't no goody two shoes Marry Stue at all - almost the opposite, if anything, who happens to be lucky that there aren't many people who can do much about his attitude, and Celestia is too fond of him to put her hoof down too often or too strongly. I like that. He isn't necessarily a nice guy, and many in-story characters may well be right to dislike him - but he gets the job done, and that makes for an interesting protagonist. You have done a great job at crafting Verdigris and bringing him as far as you have, a pretty dynamic guy indeed.
Your Celestia is a real treat to read as well, as is Luna. You have done well with bringing their characters out and expanding upon them in ways to fit your universe - not to mention it will make his romance with Luna all the more amusing (I bet someone will bring this up in-story) - with Celestia all but considering him her son, and him on his way to courting her sister, heh. Speaking of the romance side, that's been interesting as well - Honey and Grass are a charming duo, and they took to Luna surprisingly well. Though if they indeed have a 1:10 Stallion/Mare ratio, I guess large herds are to be expected ... kinda a necessity if they want their species to continue with such lopsided birth rates. Though I must admit I'm somewhat surprised Twilight/Verdigris didn't happen somewhere along the way, those two seemed to hit it off quite well (not to mention it would be adorable seeing Twilight trying to fit in with Honey and Grass ...and Luna, heh - that would be amusing as heck). Ah well, still holding my fingers crossed for that to happen, now that he is moving to Ponyville and the two will be in easy distance from each other.
What I love the most about your fic though is the world-building you are doing. I Love elaborate settings and stories that take their time and care to flesh out their setting's background - makes it all the easier to get immersed in the universe in question, and you have been doing tremendously on that front. All the history of the different clans, the different mentalities, Luna's and Celestia's past and the hints to it, the Patrol, the coastal traditions, the gangs, the Aerie, etc - all those and more that bring your setting to life and make it stand on its own two feet, and you have it covered superbly. Rock on, as they say.
Your writing itself is excellent as well - spelling errors are all but nonexistent and you do supremely well with weaving together sentences that bring the story to life. You have a pretty vast vocabulary and are good at putting it to use by crafting descriptions and creating mental imagery for the reader to immerse himself in. From a technical standpoint, it's a treat to read.
To balance out my fanboyish ravings though, there are two things that don't quite sit well with me at the moment - first would be the occasional switches to first person mode, especially the last chapter. While I agree that there are situations when these can help to enhance a situation, often times I feel you make the switch just because, for no other reason but to mix things up - and that's kinda jarring (especially the last chapter) and doesn't really add anything to the narrative, more like takes away from it, I feel. Though I suppose it might depend on personal taste as well (as a general rule of thumb, I don't like first person perspective. For me personally, nothing breaks immersion like it).
Second would be Omnius at this point in time - Element of Hope? Eternal Champion? All the main characters adore him (why?) ? On friendly terms with all the right people? Advanced knowledge of all that is going on in-universe? Blergh, my skin crawls at the mere thought of him and his perfect-ness. Backstory pending, at the moment he feels like a shoehorn-in among the cast, just about the perfect guy (Marry Stue) that you avoided Verdigris being, and I feel like I'm expected to like him and appreciate him being around. Instead, I have to fight down the urge to skim whenever him (or so help me, his perspective) comes around. And I don't skim, ever. I can only hope you don't plan on having him around much, because at the moment his mere existence "on screen" sucks out my enjoyment like a sponge.
Oh yeah, the presence of PCs (especially laptops) feels a bit iffy as well - that suggests standardized mass production and most importantly - miniaturization that's on par with modern-day earth. For a society that has modern day understanding of electronics and physics, power grid and Wi-Fi, it feels bit odd to be riding around steam powered trains and ships, and be armed with bows and crossbows.
With that out of the way, some random questions, if you don't mind. If a mere infusion of Celestia's blood is enough to turn someone in to an Alicorn (provided they survive the process), shouldn't there be a flock of Alicorns running around? She has had children after all (not sure about Luna), and they would surely inherit her legacy, if a few drops of blood are enough to do it. (Not that I want to imagine Alicorn Blueblood...). On that note, since they aren't exactly keeping Verdigris' situation and how he came to be a secret, I imagine there are already a dozen plots in place by greedy individuals to get a whiff of her blood and turn themselves in to Alicorns.
Speaking of Alicorns, where has Cadence come from in your setting? (Provided she hasn't been around as long as Luna and Celestia to start with - with the way the symbolisms of Equestria and each Princess were mentioned, I imagine she has been around for a while for them to manifest).
During Archer's time in the Aerie - wouldn't Verdigris have picked up her thoughts regarding him, as she studied him for her mission, and thus blown her cover (I half expected that to happen at any given moment)? The Alicorns seem to skim surface thoughts of whomever they want easily enough, and since no one really knows that they can, that's not something she would have been on guard against. Not to mention it would be hard not to think about her mission while she is collecting data for exactly that.
Speaking of the gangs, would it be possible for Luna to track down their leaders in the dreamscape? Catch them while they are asleep, and then do to them what she attempted to do to Verdigris as Nightmare. Or bring them in once you have pinpointed their location.
Hm ... that's it for now, though I'm sure I'll remember more later. Cheers for a fantastic show thus far, eagerly waiting for more.
2841893 Wow, where to start...
Questions to answer: (Damn it! How dare you make me think?)
Celestia's blood has to be infused directly; it can't be inherited through standard reproduction, as it's "diluted", for lack of a better term. (Alicorn Blueblood? Shudder) It also has the most effect earlier on; the younger the recipient, the more effect, so no way can anyone "steal" being an Alicorn when they can make the "best" use of it.
Perspective changes: Yeah, I've been told it's jarring, but this story isn't necessarily only about Verdigris. It's more about Celestia, and that's coming out slowly. By the major confrontation, it'll be fairly obvious. I'm not going to focus solely on Verdigris; I think everypony deserves a little spotlight time.
Omnius: Since I set this story inside the Omnius' Travels: Equestria universe, he's going to appear, and he is really that liked. Complaints about him should be leveled at Nathan Traveler; I'm playing Omnius well enough that there are no complaints from his author. He's not the Eternal Champion; he's already got a job.
Technology: I've merely mirrored other stories, taking (I hope) a middle ground approach. Transport changing isn't that high a priority, really, and the younger generation is - in my mind - making itself felt. I'm taking stuff that's "off-stage" and working there. There's literally open sky on that, and I'll go with what makes sense to me. And, if you noticed, it's not all that wide-spread. PCs are still relatively expensive. As for weapons, there's something to be said for not having the potential for mass-slaughter; chivalry still exists, to a point.
Cadance's involvement is actually the doing of White Wolf, who's been tossing ideas my way, and I like a few of the surprises. Candance's age hasn't really been defined, so we're working with that ambiguity, and vagueness. Considering what's been revealed about the Crystal Kingdom, it makes more sense.
Archer and mind-reading: It's got to be line of sight, and within a few feet, at least for Verdigris. His current power level is roughly on par with Twilight's - and we know where she's going. Even the Princesses can't read minds, or notice what's out of sight - as I pointed out with the intellicus (seeing what's under the sun/moon). Plus, I've assumed Archer knows how to keep her mind "blank", to keep her expression from revealing her thoughts as well.
Dreamscape tracking: It's possible, but as I hadn't thought of it, it's not likely to happen. It's not something Luna might consider, considering the mental invasion that it is, and it's what the Nightmare would do, something she wants to avoid at almost all costs. Verdigris barely knows anything about the Realm, and Celestia won't give any clues. I'll say there's more than she'll ever admit that she doesn't want to talk about - and we'll never see, at least not here. That, and I have an idea how to do that which allows his siblings to shine.
Shipping: Not going to happen; the Mane 6 are off the table. That's been done to death and back. Twice. The same with the background ponies, such as Cloud Kicker. They'll be good friends, and that's it. For Luna, that's going to be one of those things I'll take very slowly. One, Verdigris' (still) afraid and in awe of her. Two, he's very aware of the fact she's Celestia's sister, and causing Luna any hurt isn't going to be just tossed-off. Last, he's aware of the fact he's got time - how much remains to be seen, so he and Luna can take it slowly: getting to know each other, getting comfortable, and dealing with the "weirded out" feeling they both have.
I appreciate the praise; you have no idea how much I was wondering if I was getting it "right". Now I have a reason to keep going.
How long? At least 25 chapters; I've got a lot of events to set up and reveal. And a tragic finish. Can't have a near god-like protagonist without that. Euripides would have a few things to say about that. So would Sophocles.
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Thanks for the response.
Regarding Celestia's Blood - I imagine most people wouldn't know it wouldn't have much effect on older ponies; not even Celestia herself, perhaps (I don't think she has tried that, has she?), so I imagine there would be some all but drooling at the possibility. Though I certainly see why you wouldn't want to bother with this potential plot point, when the focus is elsewhere - and I imagine obtaining Celestia's blood would be all but impossible anyways against her will, given how strong the sisters are. I'm certainly not going to mind more focus on Celestia though - like I said, you are doing a wonderful job with her character, and slowly peeling back some past happenings through Verdigris.
Regarding Twilight and "where she is going" - so we have a Twilicorn incoming eh. I was actually wondering about that, but forgot to mention it - it was said in the story that in the past a powerful unicorn managed to ascend during a moment of great stress. (Assuming you go this way, instead of how it happened in the show). Well, Twi certainly fits - she is the strongest unicorn ever, and working herself up in a nervous wreck is something of a specialty of hers. Knock the two together and watch out for the sparks :P And I always enjoy the different takes on how Twi handles sudden Alicornization.
On Luna's and Verdi's budding romance, I almost think it would be more ... healthy ... for all involved to get on with it (not saying you should push it faster, mind you), instead of the "we have time, we can wait" - that's like saying "No worries, let's wait until Honey and Grass die off before we get busy", which is mildly creepy, true and inevitable as it might be :P Though yes, it will be a lot of fun when Verdrigis and Luna finally start dating for real - so much ammo for Celestia to use for her trolling (or live ammo, if something goes awry).
And a tragic ending incoming, eh ... I'm not even going to guess at this point, would likely be an exercise in futility seeing how much we still don't know and no idea where this is heading. Though I imagine things will end with a bang.
On the perspective changes: I mean, is it necessary to write from first person's view at all? You can still do a "perspective switch", but still keep things third person. It's not the alternate viewpoints that I find bothering me (there is nothing wrong with those at all), it's the jumping from third to first person.
On a random note: if the 1:10 Stallion/Mare ratio is indeed due to that few stallions being born, instead of some disease wiping them all out, and Equestria's population is not in decline ... that means each stallion is expected to sire roughly ten foals in order to keep the pony species going. Verdigris has his work cut out for him ... and royalty should lead by example, right? *snicker*
Point by point.
"I can kill that thought with one word: 'Blueblood'."
I think seeing how another thinks can help me say what the others can't from outside. Show vs tell again.
As for Luna and Verdigris waiting, that's not far from the truth, just not quite as cold-blooded. Trolling? Does the sun rise? Don't worry, she's biding her time. Miss a chance to tease her sister? When did that ever happen?
Twilight becoming an Alicorn happened in Eternal Twilight, nearly a year before it appeared in the show. That's still in the future (for the story), but it's not far from the description I gave.
It's not quite common knowledge, but Celestia's blood can kill if too much is used. What happened to Sunblur and his parents is the prime example, and why she "pulled back". She said, "Never again."
Some of the events in the past are lifted from various favorite fics. You might recognize some characters from them, but if you don't, just check my favorites list. Should be eye-opening.
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No, Celestia raises it. *Ducks and covers*
Shout-outs to other fics from Celestia's past, hm? *Scratches head*. From the top of my head (Haven't looked at your favorites yet, where is the fun in that), I would say that her glassing a landscape could be a reference to Rites of Ascension, but other than that ... I'm afraid I'm drawing blank; would have to re-read and re-think all we know with this new information in mind and look for such similarities. Which I just might, sometime later today.
And yeah, we probably don't Blueblood (or much of the Canterlot nobility) contributing to the gene pool, that would be ... unfortunate. Assuming he could get any mare to stand him. Though it still remains they would need ten foals from each stallion in order to maintain the population ... more ammo for Celestia to tease Verdigris with? :P
2847041 Damn it, I keep forgetting, and I should know better.
Will find and fix.
2846608 Actually, it's from Scootamom. Lots of breath-takingly destructive imagery there.
I can see it, and I'll use it:
"So when are you going to have foals?" Celestia asked him out of the blue.
"I - uh - what?" he stammered in surprise. Luna, Grass and Honey looked at her wide-eyed.
"It's not that hard a question, is it?"
"Celly, what brought this on?"
"Oh, nothing much. We refer to each other as mother and son, and, well, I'm wondering when I'll have grand-foals to spoil." There was a dead silence, and Luna, Honey and Grass laughed uproariously, while Verdigris face-hoofed as the Day Princess looked on with a gentle smile, which slipped when he looked at her with his own.
"We can get started right here and now, if you're in that big a hurry," he replied almost nonchalantly.
Luna giggled, then played it up. "Oh, I have waited to hear thou say so, lover," she purred. As Honey and Grass crowded against his other side, she added, "I have just the spell: 'Twill have thee enhanced beyond our ability to endure, but sacrifices must be made," she finished with a twinkle in her eye.
"Oh, I hope we have enough energy drinks," Honey said with a grin.
Celestia face-hoofed with a sigh. "I should have known better."
Comedy gold?
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Comedy gold indeed, I can hardly wait until the story reaches such a pint. Verdigris is going to need his Alicorn-ish stamina, heh. Hmm, but then again, Luna is an Alicorn with a thousand years worth of pent up frustrations .... might not be enough.
2852291 Yeah, but remember a lot of that was aimed at Celestia, too. What goes around, and all that. We'll see if the room survives, never mind the ponies.
2876156 Thank you, Mr/Ms Webster.
Does perfection weight upon you so heavily?
2883912 Then I'll have you in tears at the end, and I'm not sure I'm looking forward to that.