Who: Princess Luna & Silly One When: Late Night 5.19 Where: Luna's Castle, Then the Skyyyy What: Flying, Chatting Closed
The princess put down her phone and got out of bed. She had been laying there, waiting for a nightmare to catch her and tug her away when she had started her conversation with Sean. He seemed nice enough so she had invited him out to fly, seeing as he could. It was so rare that people around here could fly! Opportunity not to be missed, for one. She also knew she needed to get out and had a hard time making friends. She had accrued a small handful but it did not feel like many. Well, perhaps many were not needed. Just enough to be happy. She was pretty happy, all in all, though she wanted to get out more.
Luna realized in her time with Harry she was not shackled to the castle, nor was she shackled to her job. She need not even raise or lower the moon. She need not oversee citizens. She could just be herself.
Who that was...she was still trying to find out. Perhaps this future boy, Silly Boy Sean, had those answers. Her life was eternal and someone from a hundred years forward could be filled with answers! So she moved to her closet to find something to wear. He seemed casual, for one, and also knew about her feet. Which was weird. She did not like her human feet, but she did like her toes. They were cute and tiny--like everything else she had, save her massive wings and voluminous hair. In the end she wondered if clothes were really necessary but decided it would be rude otherwise, so she chose a lilac and plum ombre strapless gown that billowed in her motions. Rarity had hooked her up with things all too comfortable and covering given she still hated underwear.
Once she had pulled on the dress, the elastic bust stretching around her breasts, Luna set her crown upon her head and put her silver jewelry in place. Throwing her hair around her shoulders she moved to the balcony outside of her bedroom where she was on the highest of the towers at the castle. Her regal lunar princess flag flapped in the wind like a great banner hanging down the side and she wait, looking into the dark for her companion.