A Strange But Familiar Place

Trixie is different, Obsidian is basically a freaky tree pony, I'm still not done packing up and Rarity is expecting me in about ten minutes. Lots of stress and interesting things today. Oh well, time to be lazy with my magic.

I look at everything in the room and use my magic to move everything into a nice neat pile. All but one small silk bag move easily into said pile.

Right, that communication ball whatever thing.

I go over to the magical device and pick it up. It's lightweight frame disguises it's difficulty at picking up with any form of magic. I begin to wrap my magic around it again but without trying to move it anywhere.

Weird, whenever I use my magic on this I get a very familiar feeling. I'll have to ask Rarity after I actually freaking get there. Fuck my lack of focusing on my objectives!

After packing up completely I leave the home, looking back at it and realizing that it being so overgrown was a big hint towards Obsidian's true nature.

Almost completely obvious, scarily so.

I walk in the moonlight while carrying what little belongings I have in my hands. The stars shine brightly around the moon and seem to dance with each twinkle they make.

This world really is beautiful, so much more so than Earth. So many different beings, technologies and obviously magic... This world is almost perfect.

I run into another pony for the second time this evening.

"Oh I'm sor" I start to say before I get smashed in the face with what feels like a hoof.

I feel blood trickle out of my nose at a constant rate as I look up quickly at my attacker. The pony is dressed in a black cloak and is looking down at me.

"Get out of this town, now. Only beings from this land belong here, and you aren't one of those. Leave, or I will make you leave." I hear from a male that has a young and fierce voice.

I instinctively try to get up but am pushed down by a hoof on my chest. I look up in fear, just enough to see that there are wings on the side of the male pony. I remember I have magic and proceed to push the pony away from me into the air away from me and into a nearby fence. The pegasus gets up quickly and flies upwards and off into the distance, disappearing into the darkness.

What the FUCK was that?!? Speciests in this world? I guess this world has problems too, but you would think that Ponyville of all places would be mellow and nice... Then again.... It's basically a small southern town with a farm in it. Stereo-typically it should have tons of prejudice against random alien-like beings. Great.

I get up and start walking to the Carousel Boutique, again. I start to plug my nose with some tissues I had from earlier in my pocket in hopes it would stop before I get there so I wouldn't scare or worry Rarity.

I really don't feel like going back to the hospital again only a few days after I left it. Okay, here it is. Just gotta act normal, and not like I was just jumped in a world about teaching peace and morals.

I knock on the door gently and it opens up. A small filly is standing there looking up at me with wonder. I smile and pat her head gently.

"Hello, and who are you?" I say while crouching down to her level.

"My name is S.. Sweetie Belle. What are you?" she says in a nervous but curious voice.

Hah, cute. So this is Sweetie Belle eh? I suppose she hasn't met the others yet, so I guess she is probably faring just as well as Applebloom.... Hmm..

"I'm someone from a far away land, but I see you haven't gotten your cutie mark yet. Don't worry, you'll get it eventually. Everypony does sometime. You're lucky, my species can't get one. We have to figure out our own talents. Just keep living your life and it you will find your talent. " I say while ruffling her mane up a bit.

She nods and smiles with happiness, hopping like a bunny away from the doorway. "Rarity! Somepony is here for you!" she yells in an almost screech-like voice. I cup my ears instantly and grit my teeth.

Well, I'm going to have to get used to that I guess. Alright, here we go.

I walk into the boutique and see Rarity come down the stairs. I nod at her and smile gently, albeit in pain.

"Hello Darling! It'll be an interesting experience having you in my home for now. So, let us go to your new room and a small tour of the boutique wouldn't hurt. I'll let you sleep soon after, I'm sure you're tired after the party tonight and having to gather your belongings." Rarity says while leading me around the boutique.

After showing me the kitchen, multiple bathrooms, where her bedroom and Sweetie Belle's bedroom are, and finally her upstairs work area, I was led to my room. I walk inside and instantly notice that it's magically altered and that it has the same arcane absorbers in it that my old room had.

So, basically no difference in my living situation except for the fact I'm now living with a small filly and an always busy clothier. Meh, I kinda miss Obsidian.

"I hope you like the room, It is specially made for your stay here. I must be going to sleep now however, I have an appointment in the morning. Dream well, Devan." Rarity says while closing the door slowly behind her.

I sigh and lay down on the bed while looking at the ceiling. My hand runs across my nose, and I wince in pain.

Kinda wish I knew healing spells, then I wouldn't have to deal with this nose on my first day on a farm tomorrow. Ah well, I suppose I'll man up and deal with it. Probably cry later.

I begin to set my belongings where they belong and notice that there are in fact more arcane absorbers than the past room I was in. A lock is placed on each object that can open, as well as the lights and even blinds.

This is fucking crazy, but I suppose it will help me with training. I need some sleep or else I'll be broken tomorrow. I also need to figure out who attacked me, but that might be obvious considering I did throw whoever is was back into a fence. I'd think a blow like that would do something to them, perhaps they will be looming close by me when I go around the town. Doesn't matter now, just need sleep.

I move under the covers and yawn gently as I drift off to sleep.

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I feel something disturbing the hair on my head in the middle of the night, and slap it away thinking it was just the wind or maybe a random bug. I fall back to sleep.