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"For the love of-, do something useful and get a medic will you?!" He shouted angrily yet desperately at the guards who scrambled off to find one. "What's happening?!" He felt like he was going insane, almost like they was having a sudden existential crisis.

"I feel fine. Is something the matter? Do you not feel well, Amber?" Starchase cocked his head to a side and an ear fell. "Should we check you in the infirmary and have the medics look at you?" He felt rather unsettled about all this talk of illusion, leaving and nonsense. It stirred something in him and it made him uncomfortable. Sort of like an itch he couldn't scratch except he could and scratching made no difference.

Oh my god, it's great! I've been drawing for a while and I'm not that good.

The idea of being royalty was mind boggling. A prince. An actually member of royalty. Ponies bowed to them, look up to them. What's not to like? "What are we up to today?" He asked them. He felt like he knew and it was something important but thinking was hard and made him dizziness. Besides if he couldn't remember it probably wasn't important.

"It's not bad here. I don't see why we'd ever want to leave, all we need is here. And there's nowhere to go anyway." Starchase shrugged casually. "It's tough but it's home." Wait, home? The word felt foreign to him, like it was a concept he couldn't grasp. It made him feel uneasy but the feeling passed as he smelled food. It smelled like, like...like what? It was on the tip if his tongue but it evaded him like it didn't want to be found and he didn't want to find it anyway.

Wow, double thanks

Thank you! And you're very welcome.

Oh my god it's so cute. Name it ADORABLE

"I'll settle with a fresh fruit smoothie and some simple pastries." Food sounded good. He felt absolutely starved, when was his last meal? Wait, who is this cooking stallion? He'd never seen him bef-Everything seemed wrong but he couldn't put his hoof on it. Oh well, at least there's food.

I'd say buff up the $5 one

Would be useful if you had wings

Starchase was probably the only one that was really happy about their current predicament. He was proud of his new wings. Being stuck under a sheet giggling like a schoolfilly, he was rather caught off guard by the commotion. "Now that that's over, I'm famished!" He smiled as he slipped his scarf around him. They stepped out the room to a guarded compound, barb wires and fences, the works. The pegasi who saw them immediately bowed in their presence.

Starchase woke up violently as he bumped his horn into the wall and tumbled down tangled in his sheets. It usually took a world war or a dog. "Am I dreaming?!" He shouted from under the sheets. Spreading his wings, they hit the metal frame of the bunk leading to much groaning. "Can we get breakfast?" He faintly muffled.

Perhaps a bold bright colour for her adventurousness paired with a more practical colour for her no nonsense

The worn out guide mare looked at the mention of fighting distastefully. Also they were having sandwiches, for dinner. She shook her head in disapproval. "We do have a fencing arena if you must practice." She answered stiffly. It was a hard earned moment of peace after the day of emotions. A moment, nothing more and will come to pass much sooner than they expected. Act 2 It was a brand new day. The sun was shining as Celestia raised it after night had passed. Another day as an element bearer. Something seemed off... perhaps it was the high altitude or the decreased levels of oxygen. Or the fact that they were above ground, way above ground. In the clouds in fact. There were eight ponies sleeping peacefully in bunks. All alicorns. This is the reality they will wake to. Inside bootcamp, there is no escape. There are strict rules to adhere to if one wishes to survive. Especially if they're the elite force of Equestria, the Elements.

Oh dear... This sure took me 24 years

Being the half decent cook he was, Starchase rummaged around the large larder and threw together sandwiches. For dinner. At least there wasn't spam in it. He gave some to Chrysteel, hoping she'd like it. Afterall it was the only thing he could not screw up.

Starchase held Chrysteel's hoof and gave it a soft squeeze. "We will make dinner, you stay put and rest up till then." It wasn't easy. The cooks were not happy to have their kitchen invaded. Nevertheless, they stepped out and let the gang use the kitchen and in extension, the dinner hall.

"We could take her to the infirmary!" The guide mare peeped out from behind a benches. "Caliber, I suggest you think of nothing obscene. One must always respect a lady." Starchase stared at him as if to say 'I've got my eye on you'. They took her to the infirmary and the school nurse tended to Chrysteel with the help of a matron.

"Ew, I feel violated." Starchase cringed, badly. He tried to swipe it off but he was more or less covered in it. He was about to levitate his scarf off his neck till he noticed it seemed to vanish when his magic touched it. Delighted he got the gunk off him. "Hey look! Miss Harmony is back!" The hall its gloomy air and seemed to brighten up.

"Miss Harmony! Is there any sort of gem embedded accessory that you've taken off before you're disappearance?(Your element)" Starchase stood behind the able bodied combat ready bunch. He was a pacifist but he wasn't looking for a fight, nor could he fight in one. "Perhaps like that one. Oh Celestia what the buck is that?!" He pointed to the looming mist like darkness forming into a custard like substance, there was a small glimmer in it. Peppermint Harmony's element no doubt.

Ran it through a website http://www190.lunapic.com/editor/

"No, I don't see anypony." The elderly mare repeated herself crossly. She felt like they were taking the mickey out of her. "If they could see her, I doubt they would lock her up in there." Starchase rolled his eyes. "I guess there is a reason Princess Celestia sent us."