First Night

[raisethemoon]

[Luna's lying on a rooftop, staring up at the moon with a rather forlorn expression. She's quiet for a while, so long that it looks rather like she doesn't even know the communicator is on. After a while, she speaks, without looking at it.]

This night...hath lasted a very long time. 'Tis most lovely, if unfamiliar to us. But, dost thou think - is it truly meant to be so?

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[colorbymemory]

[How to answer this one.]

It's another world; we'd need a Gummi Ship.

[Or the Corridors of Darkness, but those are best left unexplored. Still, she looks a little wistful at the thought of her favorite world.]

[raisethemoon]

Ships that can travel between worlds?

[That's certainly a thought! She doesn't really disbelieve it - she's the mare with a technicolor bat sleeping next to her, after all.]

What shipbuilder crafts these vessels?

[colorbymemory]

[Well, partly because they all used to be connected, and the Heartless are messing with them...It's a long story.]

Yes. I think the only person I knew who made them was named Cid.

[raisethemoon]

...let us guess. There is no way of reaching this Cid from here.

[colorbymemory]

Not that I know of.

[She looks sorry to have to say this.]

[raisethemoon]

We suspected as much.