#c; luna

[imnobodysson]

closed starter for @savagc​ -- Luna​

“Where’d you learn the Jedi mind tricks anyway?” Murphy pauses, realizing grounders didn’t exactly grow up with a steady diet of millennial space media like everyone on the Ark. “That stuff with Raven? I spent enough time with Titus to know peace mantras weren’t really his thing.” 

[violetwiston]

@grandslcms​

Hikes  weren’t  a  super  accessible  part  of  city  living,  that  much  Violet  knew  just  with  a  naked  eye  observation  on  any  given  day.  What  she  hadn’t  known  is  that  to  get  anywhere  remotely  worth  the  legwork,  it  was  at  least  an  hour  and  a  half  of  the  train  in  any  direction.  But  that  had  never  been  a  problem  for  the  unmotivated  woman,  not  until  she’d  found  herself  staring  at  her  phone  wistfully,  wanting  to  call  Luna  but  ultimately  left  without  reason.  Violet  thought  she’d  seen  her  earlier  in  the  week,  only  to  startle  a  stranger  in  the  deli  and  been  left  with  the  woman  on  her  mind  like  a  nagging  song  that  she  knew  too  few  words  to  hum  along  with.  They  were  friendly,  but  were  they  spontaneous  call  friendly  ?  She’d  wondered  it  over  and  over,  entering  and  exiting  her  contact  a  dozen  times  over.

Another  day  and  a  half  of  indecision  until  she  caved,  sitting  atop  her  counter  with  a  scrunched  nervous  face,  listening  to  the  dial  tone.  When  Luna  had  answered,  Violet  had  brightly  stammered  her  way  through  an  attempt  at  casual  conversation,  mentioning  that  she  was  going  on  a  hike  the  following  day  (  a  lie,  a  big  fat  lie.  violet  wasn’t  even  sure  what  technically  constituted  a  hike.  )  nonchalantly  adding  that  Luna  should  come  along  ––  if  she  had  the  time,  of  course.  When  she’d  actually  been  down,  Violet  hadn’t  thought  so  far  ahead,  googling  with  her  free  hand  hikes  nearby,  to  find  absolutely  nothing.  She  blurted  the  first  on  the  list  with  a  wince  and  managed  to  make  her  way  through  the  logistics  of  meeting  on  the  train.

Okay,  so  Violet  had  a  crush  ––  so  what  ?  Who  hadn’t  been  on  the  receiving  end  of  her  spontaneous  fleeting  affection  ?  This  wasn’t  breaking  any  of  her  no  dating  rules,  so  it  was  completely  above  board  that  her  face  smoothed  from  nervous  darting  glances  to  a  wide  goofy  grin  when  the  carriage  doors  opened  and  Luna  entered  behind  some  woman  shaking  off  her  tote  bag  unceremoniously  as  she  staggered  to  a  seat.  “  Hello,  you  !  ”  She  crowed  cheerily,  standing  up  from  her  spot  to  gesture  at  the  seat  she’d  saved  for  her,  pushing  her  backpack  to  the  floor  with  her  non-waving  hand.  “  I  was  worried  you  weren’t  going  to  make  it,  trust  this  to  be  the  one  morning  trains  are  actually  running  early.  ”

[crossedsky]

@rainbowbooming said:  “is everything okay?”

“Yes.  Fine.”  She herself has been here a week.  In the near constant dark of a place far beyond the badlands.  Where not even the moonlight reached.  Landing had been difficult given the harsh branches that wove together up above.  She’d eventually had to just break through them and hope the sound hadn’t alerted anything.  Which of course, knowing her luck, it had.  The fight was quick, a short blast to the chest and she’d taken off running.  The spell that had been surrounding her, and now Rainbow, was multilayered.  It needed to hide their scent, their innate magic, their voices, everything.  The blue glow around them both was the only thing giving off any decent amount of light to see by.   It wasn’t like she hadn’t used magic like this before.  For long extended periods of time without break.  She did it on a nightly basis.  But for this long, with this complex of a smell, was something else.  Not that she would ever admit that to her companion.  And she still had to raise and lower the moon, having refused to let her sister do it in her absence.  Her coat was now permanently blanketed by a thin layer of sweat despite the magic bubble letting the wind blow right through it.  She keeps walking, eyes and ears always moving.  Her mane and tail had slowed their waving to half the normal speed.  Full loss of magic was something she’d only experienced once or twice in her lifetime.  And it was terrifying, something she never wanted to have happen again.  Pacing herself is the only real option here.  Which would be difficult considering the lack of resources.  She’d already had to conjure water and food in an attempt to preserve the supplies she’d brought with her.  The bag kept growing heavier on her back.   In all honesty, she doesn’t even know what they’re here for.  So far from home.  Celestia had given her a brief rundown of the artifact they hoped to find.  What it did-they weren’t entirely sure.  A concerning thought for a later date.  Their focus right now was to survive.  She could hear what lurked in the woods.  Things with teeth likely drawn to brightly colored mares like Rainbow.  They needed to stay undetected in order to complete the mission.  She’d already had a few cases of large beasts coming right up to the barrier, sniffing like maybe part of the spell was failing.  She’d cheated then, drawn thunder and lightning to force it to seek cover elsewhere.  “Fine...how’re you holding up?”

[redefinereality]

@gwilkesdesign1x1

Startled, Rebecca looked up. She wasn’t aware Luna had been listening, and blushed slightly at the realisation she’d complained a bit too loudly.

“I don’t think it’s quite that bad,” she said, trying to smile. “I won’t throw a fit in the library, I promise. And, um, I’m not sure the forest is really the place to make a loud noise.”

“Oh, no it’s the perfect place, actually,” Luna said with a smile, tucking her wand behind her ear, pale blue eyes dancing as she looked at her classmate, wanting nothing more than to help.

“Nobody will even notice, and as long as we don’t go too deep into the forest, it’ll be perfectly safe,” she continued chipperly. “I’m there all the time. It’s not dangerous, I promise.”

[bcdbehavior-a-blog]

@dimittcre

“I keep having these dreams. They’re so scary. Hospitals and yelling and this really creepy tree in the desert.”

[crossedsky]

@femmeformidable said: “get behind me.” 

It was childish and infuriating.  And sort of relieving, if Luna was honest.  A prank war blew away the budding tension between her and her sister starting with Celestia putting her in a bubble again.  Naturally she’d retaliated by turning Celestia’s crown into a balloon animal whenever she wasn’t looking at it.  And her punishment was a pink coat.  Complete with all her natural dapples that made her look like some sort of rotten fruit.  She leaps behind the unicorn as if the smaller mare could hide her.  “I’m going to kill her.”

[crossedsky]

@starsheld said: “Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?” 

“No...maybe.”  In here she is a long and lean unicorn.  Mane and tail are still, but the stars linger.  The dapples around her cutiemark are glamoured over with the rest leaving her with just a gleaming moon on her hide.  Luna is practically sticking to Vinyl at this rate.  She feels wired, on edge despite being relatively well hidden.  It’s been centuries since she last snuck out.  Not that it’s forbidden at her age, but she rarely gets out.  It feels new and strange.  The club is so immensely different from her usual balcony where she does her dream work.  It’s bright, loud and crowded.  The part of her that can feel bass in her chest is beyond thrilled at seeing so many out at midnight.  She casts a quick spell to lessen the sound in her ears to prevent herself from getting overwhelmed.  “What else am I supposed to do?”

[crossedsky]

  It’s not the strangest situation they’ve found themselves in.  Luna makes a mental note to check on him when he wakes.  She gently nudges the dream, streaming white light from horn to turn it to something more pleasant.  Flowers sprout around her hooves and she crafts an evening hill for them.  “I can assure you I am much more than a dream.  I have control over this plane of existence.”  Her gaze softens as she sweeps away the last of the ash with tail.  Recognizes the look on his face.  “Alas, sometimes our minds conjure up the past in our sleep.  You haven’t quite come to terms with it yet, have you?”

@earthcried from here