She looked around herself in confusion. The park was a verdant place, probably slightly overrun and in need of a trim. Old playground equipment that had long since lost it's paint was nearby. This didn't stop young kids from running all about
Across from her she could see a vine covered brick building, probably at least as old as the playground, with various ponies trotting around near it. A passerby spared her a glance and a shrug. Some older gentlemen with a grouchy face and a ill fitting baseball cap.

Homelessness wasn't really a problem in Equestria, but it wasn't unusual to see strange ponies sleeping on park benches, even in the middle of the day. She got up and straightened out her coat and hat until it was perfect.

"Right, first order of business: find a place to stay." She muttered. "I can worry about the stage later. A performer can't do her best without a place up rest her head."

She wandered around the park, looking for... Something. She wasn't really sure yet. Perhaps a spare newspaper. Check some classifieds or the like. She passed by a gaggle of creatures. A sporty unicorn on a jog with their prized pooch. A posh woman who looked like she may be lost, who sneered as she passed her. Eventually she can across an even more poorly kept area. That's when she saw it.

A stage!

Mind you it was in a absolutely shitty state. The area was further overgrown and the wood was rotting with age. For anyone else, this would be a hell of a renovation project. Not for her. Flawless began casting a spell in which she had no idea whether it would work. It wasn't uncommon for her to mess with time to swap places with others, but she's never tried using it in any other way. The spelled fizzled. She tried a different approach, instead using a restorative spell. It was working at least.. extremely slowly. What a pain in the ass.

This would likely take her a couple of hours. Which to be fair was better but not as fast as she hoped. She decided to focus her efforts on the backstage area for now. Seeing as this place had been abandoned so long, she should be able to use it as a place to stay without being bothered by other, stupider, more flawed ponies.

She took a breath to calm herself and continued her work on the back of house. It was slow going but finally it was enough to be safe to enter. She levitated herself over the stage part, able to tell the boards were too far gone to even hold her weight. The door was flung open. Yup. Pretty dusty in here. She figured she'd poke around before she committed to how to deal with that.

Old costumes, dresser areas for actors, a row of mirrors with one still functional. Seeing so many reflections made her think about her own origin.. How was she any different then the rest of these mirrored images? She shook her head, determined not to dwell on it.

There was a least a few top hats and cloaks, meaning with a bit of a wash she'd have some spare outfits. Good. This look was a great one, but any trick could wear out it's welcome if overused. She found a pin board covered in dust. A quick gust spell she she could see fliers, going back a long time, all the way to the origin of this place. She coughed a little as she looked over them. Each one for another performance, some yellowed with age. She gave a small smirk. She loved that this place has a history to it! When she was done maybe she could read up on it.

There was a couch too. Guess she had a place to sleep at least. This was perfect. Flawless didn't need much to be satisfied with her lot in life, something she figured she may have gotten from Trixie. She surrounded herself in a bubble spell, and cast a powerful gust, hoping to blow all the dust out of the decrepit back stage.

This worked with the small side effect of knocking several fliers from the pin board. She let out a sigh and started picking them up, before deciding to stop have have a read. Old play summaries, cast lists, the works. She wondered where any of these ponies even were these days. Neither she nor the two halves that made her had ran into any of them.

Her twilight-esc reading session was interrupted by the growling of her stomach. Oh right. She still needed to figure out food. She decided to leave her top hat behind and head to the nearest soup kitchen.

Hunger also really wasn't a problem in Equestria, as the princess had ordered that every creature had a right to be fed. Still she felt embarrassed that she had to do this, and her hat would draw attention she didn't want right now.

She took stock of her new home city on the way there. So many ponies running about, each having their own lives to live. Their own goals. It was like a patchwork of life. There was a mare with a dark grey coat and black mane, serving mad goth vibes with her outfit. Just a little ways away, going the opposite direction there was a tan pony with cyan hair who appeared to be chasing the most annoying woman in the world. She found no trouble navigating these streets, though she still had zero idea where the soup kitchen would be and wasn't having much luck finding a map. Time to be annoying and ask someone.

Looking around there was a blue Pegasus with white hair fiddling with something. Perfect. They clearly had nothing better to do.

"Excuse me." She gave a performers bow. "My name is Flawless. I'm new to the city. Do you know where the soup kitchen is?"

The Pegasus looked around like they wanted to make sure she was talking to her. She sat aside the small object, which looked a bit like a cloud.

"Oh uh... Good to meet you! I'm Cloud Shaper." For some reason she seemed slightly out of sorts at what was clearly a flawless greeting. "Yeah the soup kitchen is down that way.. Like third left? You'll know when you see that old brick building with the really, really red bricks"

"Excellent. Flawless thanks you, miss Cloud Shaper." She bowwed again. Nailed it. She tried to walk away.

"Hey uh... You're new in town in town right? Did you move in without even getting a job set up? Do you have a place to stay?"

"Of course. You can locate Flawless at the one place she belongs the most: the old stage in the park! Recently renovated to perfection by yours truly! As for a position... Well keep your eyes peeled dear Pegasus, for the show will soon begin!" Her stomach made noise again "But first, food. Ciao!"

The Pegasus looked like she wanted to say more but Flawless marched confidently away. The soup kitchen was filled with down on their luck ponies. It has a homely sort of vibe to it, and she appreciated not being asked questions.

"Reminds me of a grandma's home" she thought to herself as she sat in line. She soaked in the very brown room until finally it was her turn.

Flawless sat down by herself. The soup... wasn't very good. But it was food and the was enough.

Well fed, she went home to finish her work. She could probably reuse stage props as part of her magic act, but she needed to figure out the exact details. Her power may be great, but magic was also a performance!

She barely paid attention to her surroundings until the sounds of music caught her attention. Street performers. Now aware of her environment, she walked by the many hucksters with small booths of what was likely low quality items.

The park was much quieter which was good. She continued to work on repairing the stage until a yawn reminded her she was far from immortal. She cautiously stepped on the repaired boards, not sure if they were strong enough yet, and entered.

Flawless flopped onto her "bed" and stared at the ceiling, trying to plan out her newest act before eventually succumbing to slumber.

Author's Note

Heyo! New chapter up! Hope you like it. Had to rewrite parts of this one. It just didn't have the "sauce"