Meetings, amirite WHO: Lunafreya and Valkyrie WHAT: Meeting! WHERE: Val and Nyx's house (and temporarily Luna's place) WHEN: Early evening, same time roughly as this
As promised, Nyx had taken her to get new clothes, and Lunafreya felt much better, if a little underdressed most of the time. Weird, considering she had gravitated towards jeans and t-shirts, anything comfortable, that covered her up more than her regular clothes. They all felt like heaven compared her normal princess attire, but she kept feeling like she was missing something vital. Almost like armor....her overly complicated clothing from Eos was meant to make a statement, to proclaim her identity, to make people pay attention to her status. Here, she felt like...everyone else.
It was glorious.
Although Nyx had taken her around town, making sure she knew where everything was located and what was available, Lunafreya spent a good amount of time in his room, reading or meditating. In truth, she needed the time to adjust to not having her Oracle link any longer, the voices in her head that used to be a constant, if low, presence. Her thoughts were almost too loud, echoing. In the last week and a half, she'd finally gotten familiar enough that he was fine with her roaming at will (and she suspected he had the tracker for her hairpin). She usually went to the library now that he'd taken shifts at the bar.
Today, she ventured out of the shared room wearing a t-shirt that Nyx rolled his eyes at and made her laugh, and new jeans and sandals. Her blond hair was up in a ponytail that was already somewhat falling apart (note: get more hair supplies). She wanted to check back at the small library and see if anything new had come in. Since...yesterday.
What she didn't expect yet was to run into who she assumed was Nyx's roommate. With a kind smile, she said, "Hey. Valkyrie, am I right? I'm Lunafreya, Nyx's friend." She'd started leaving off the princess title, just so she could get to know everyone.