AiE: 13

>Dinner was more or less normal... Depends what you consider with pinkie pie in the room.

>Excitement was rolling off you when you reached the Auditorium Octavia is playing at.

>taking your seats in a balcony near the front.

>Celestia really went all out for these tickets I think thats fancy pants on the other side.

>Foods bound to hold everyones attention if they don't enjoy the show

>After small idle chat which you are way to excited to give a flying dick fuck about the lights go out, all but the stage is dark.

>You swear you squee'd, You hope no one heard you...

>The curtains begin raising up, You can see your muscial goddess standing on her hind hooves.

>Half way up now the gray coat begins looking familiar, and that light purple cutie mark... What was the cutie mark that graymare had

>Soon the curtain was up all the way with you staring dumbfounded at the staged.

>The lightish gray mane and tail, The cutie mark, The cute pink bow, The way she held her self. The Fear in her grayish purple eyes.

Rar:"Anonymous whats wrong" she whispers

>Leaning toward Rarity's ear.

"Thats the graymare I saved" you whisper back

>You never did look back at rarity for her reaction, surely one of surprise.

 

>Octavia takes a look around now that the dim lights are on.

>Her eyes are locked with yours as she begins to smile.

>Seconds pass as her eyes locked with yours.

>Picking up the bow Octavia plays her first note, biting her lower lip as she begins playing.

>Leaning your head back letting the music over take you, Small thoughts of the flame dancing near the river come to mind.

>What it would like to do that with music.

>feeling the music flow with each note played, Its the most amazing thing you have ever heard.

>Only to be ruined with a hoof in the side from Rarity

>Jerking forward your heart drops, During your day dream of how glorious it would be to recreate that river scene, your flame as chosen to do just that.

>Doing a quick look below the audience seems to enjoy the light show, Bringing your gaze to Octavia her eyes are closed, the flame is hovering near her shoulder.

>Each note she plays flows from the instrument, The flame is taking the note and giving it life visual sending it above her head to dance.

>Taking a quick look at your cane the flames missing...

>That cheeky fuck can split from the cane?

>Octavia opens her eyes for a moment to look around, noticing everyone is looking above her she begins looking up.

>As she continues playing the magical flame dances into her view causing her to see the notes gaining a form floating over head.

>Looking back at you the only thing you can do is sheepishly smile with a shrug.

>you notice a small smile appear before getting a small nod.

 

>That nod wasn't a 'I'm not mad at you'

>It was a keep going nod.

>Taking hold of the light-show above you push the butterflies in your stomach to the side and begin working.

>Shaping old notes into something else it dances with the colors, slowly they build into small ball's exploding with colors.

>For a moment you feel connected to her, You can see the notes flowing through her mind before she plays them.

>Using this you ready each note, each color for the note. how big it should be.

>Nearing the end you let each note explode into color flying over the audience, sucking the color back up you begin painting a rose over head.

>The multicolored rose over Octavia's head fades out as she finishes.

>The makeshift clapping starts slowly.

>Ponies clopping their hooves together or against the ground lasts several minutes before Octavia readies her self again.

>Only thought in your head is not yours, Its hers.

>Ready for round two?

>With that she begins, The flame hovering closely.

>Both of you working together for hours before she finally finishes.

>using the same multicolored rose you throw something extra into it, Slowly roses begin falling.

>the smile from Octavia is all you need, Taking a bow you leave to meet her at the club.

 

>Rarity and Twilight wanted to talk with you but said it can wait.

>even rainbow dash and applejack were impressed with the show.

>pinkie ate her chair...

>Fluttershy you would guess enjoyed the show.

>Sitting at the bar at Club 'drops' your nursing the weakest drink in the house.

>Its pretty mellow, the Dj has some fitting music on, If you want to dance its got a good beat if you want to chill its good to.

>A soft voice pulls your attention behind you, One you heard before.

Octa:"Seems you have my name now and a drink, You also caused my next three shows to sell out before I even put the final touch's on them. How am I supposed to pay you back now?"

>turning around you bring a hand to your chin to think about it.

"This really doesn't seem like your kinda place so how about we head somewhere for a late dinner and I tell you how big of a fan of yours I am"

>Standing up you leave a few bits for the bartender, You asked for the weakest drink you got it.

Octa:"You a fan of me? You didn't even know my name when you stopped those thugs."

"Theres a story to that" you smirk

>Octavia's hoof comes to her chin before she nods in agreement saying she knows the perfect place.

>Reaching a small restaurant, The walk was fairly quiet, You can feel the awkwardness from both of you.

>Doing everything like a gentlemen, holding doors open and such actions.

>the restaurant seems more middle slightly to upper class.

>taking seats at a booth placing small orders for salad and wine.

 

Octa:"So, your a fan yet didn't know my name when you saved me. Whats the story?"

>The dim light really brings her eyes and smile out.

"Well, You know the room sprouting off from the castle above the auditorium you play it?"

>A slight nod.

"I lived in that room for four years in the castle, When I first arrived Celestia was scared for her little ponies. Instead of killing me on the spot or throwing me in a dungeon she choose to study me, Make sure I'm not dangerous."

>She nods with a curious look.

>god that bow is cute.

"I don't have any personal memories. I can remember my world but anything that would define me I cant remember. One night I heard you playing, It was the first music I have listened to since coming to Equestria, It made me feel at home. After that night I asked celestia to find out who was playing and a schedule"

Octa:"So you lived in the castle for years? how did you stay sane?"

"alot of reading, I managed to make friends with Celestia's star student Twilight who helped alot. But enough about me, I'm a huge fan tell me about you"

>A light red comes over her cheeks

Octa:"No no no. I'm flattered but an unknown creature who's lived in Canterlot castle who saved me in the streets. Why are you out and about now?"

>Smiling you pull the flame out setting it in the middle of the table

"To integrate into pony society and study magic, Granted my studies have taken some awkward turns so its put on hold. I have been staying with my teacher Twilight sparkle in ponyville."

"So wheres your next show?"

Octa:"manehatten in three weeks then my last one is the grand galloping gala this year"

>Nodding as the food and wine arrives

>Small talk fills the air till the bottle of wine and plates are empty.

 

>Wine must of been alot stronger then you thought, your seeing double.

Octa:"Y-you should give me a tour of the castle."

>you remember nodding but not the walk or arrival at the Castle.

>The guards are uneasy but you don't see or know why.

>eventually you give a tour through the throne room which thankfully luna was missing.

>A small glimpse of the royal dinning hall and royal gardens.

>The tour takes a stop at discords statue, Something just draws you to it.

>Octavia sits at a bench placed in front of it with you standing near the statue.

>You could swear laughter is coming from the statue.

Octa:"Anonymous are you alright?"

>Looking back three octavia's are sitting on the bench each with their own facial expression.

"Yeah yeah fine, Wine was stronger then I thought" waving a hand dismissively.

Octa:"Anonymous the wine was fairly weak and the mark on your neck is glowing bright red through your clothes, Your face is flushed and you're sweating. Are you sure you're alright?"

>Bringing a hand to wipe the sweat off your brow you notice your hand is burning up and is bright red.

>suddenly four Octavia's sitting on the bench each wearing a pained expression.

>Your legs go weak as you fall to your hands and knees.

"Go get Princess luna... something is wron"

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