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       Practice at the Park
       By: Dark Date: September 17, 2014, 11:47 am
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       Dark Matter strolls leisurely through the park. It's a rather
       nice day outside; the sun is shining, but there's just enough of
       a cloud cover that the heat doesn't become oppresive. The light
       breeze is rather enjoyable, too, caressing the grass in
       barely-visible waves and causing just the faintest whisper as
       tree leaves brush against each other. He would have to remember
       to thank the next weather patrol pegasus he talks to.
       On his back he's wearing the cloak Rarity so generously gifted
       to him. The base is a dark, rich crimson, but it only shows
       through on the inside lining and the edges of the outside. Atop
       it, the cloth shows a patter of subdued greens and browns, with
       just a tasteful touch or two of bright orange. The lining itself
       is quite nice as well, a minky-soft material that he can feel
       will trap heat quite nicely in the autumn months. In the back is
       a slit, allowing his tail to stick out above where a clever fold
       in the fabric allows the two pieces to overlap almost seemlessly
       with each other.
       He's quite fond of it already, although he does sort of miss the
       more familiar feel of his old one.
       Dark Matter comes to a tree, under which he sits. After
       considering for a moment, he starts running through a few basic
       illusions to get himself warmed up, rapidly shifting the color
       of the grass around him through the spectrum once or twice
       before setting a basic color wheel to spin around him twice.
       Satisfied with the result, he lets it revert to its natural hue.
       Having finished his warm-ups, he begins the actual practice.
       Slowly, a shape begins to form in front of him, gradually taking
       the form of a small sapling. His concentration is such that it's
       unlikely he'd notice if anything was happening around him.
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