If I could visit the moon, well I'd dance on a moon beam but then? [Open]

[delightfulloony]

Drifting like a ghost through the eternal hustle and bustle of Santa's workshop a pale blond girl seemed simultaneously in shock and yet utterly serene as she gazed about at the color and life that filled every corner of the main work areas.

She sidestepped elves and slid around yeti as they went about their business, greeting many of them by name before coming to her final stop. The moon window nook.

She'd discovered this place not long after she was rescued from the evil witches that had been enchanting children with a siren song. Among the children taken captive it was discovered she was like many of the visitors to this shop, from another world.

And so she was briefed on the situation and left to her own devices. A bit of an odd one even by the standards of this place she seemed perfectly content to watch and listen and help herself to what she needed unless there was someone nearby she could politely ask.

It was in this fashion she claimed this corner of the workshop as her own. It was a nook with large clear windows framing it that looked out over the frozen land below and the glowing face of the moon above. The Northern Lights danced beautifully along the sky making it a very peaceful place in an otherwise busy shop.

Today she had a stack of books resting on the ground next to the built in bench and it's many cushions. Some fresh hot chocolate steams on a small table nearby along with a plate of fresh baked sugar cookies.

Wrapped in a warm knit sweater with a picture of a rabbit on it she made herself comfortable and smiled at someone passing by greeting them in her soft dreamy voice.

"Hello. Are you looking for something?"

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[delightfulloony]

Movies. Ah yes she had read about those.

"I've never seen a movie before. Do we have those things here? The Avatar and not the one that made you dwell upon the unending march of time as well as your attachment to the animated TV show?"

It would be very unfortunate if he was driven into depression by accidentally viewing it a second time.

"The way you speak about him, it sounds like M. Night Shayamalan might be related to the forces of darkness we're here to oppose."

[coolcoolcool]

"Yes," Abed said, completely serious. "Yes, he is. The only way to explain directing that horrible is if he's creating bad movies to serve some sort of dark master." He added, "There are lots of movies here. And a big screen TV. And lots of TV shows. They even have their own version of Inspector Spacetime." Which had over twenty years of canon for him to catch up on. Paradise.

[delightfulloony]

"An inspector of space a time?"

Sounded fascinating.

"I've never watched much TV either. We mostly read at home and of course you can't have those things at Hogwarts. It would be interesting to see how other people enjoy it." She looked far and away as she sipped her hot chocolate once more.

"And if people from those shows can end up here...it's a little bit like studying for future tests and things isn't it? We may be fighting alongside some of the same characters from fiction we read or watch."

[coolcoolcool]

"Inspector Spacetime is the version from my world. The version from this world is called Doctor who. You should watch it with me some time. It's about a time-traveling immortal alien called the Doctor who travels through time and space on adventures where he typically saves people from evil aliens or sometimes saves humanity from itself. He takes companions everywhere with him that are meant to be audience surrogates to show them all the wonders and oddities of the universe." Good stuff. "And you're right about watching things. I plan on watching and reading everything that our enemies are from and everything that all of us star in so I know what our enemies know since they can watch it all, too. That way I'll know what they know about us."

[delightfulloony]

"You'll have all the information you need to craft a clever plan to counter their clever plan to counter our clever plans." She reasoned unintentionally indicating a Xanatos gambit. This was all very exciting and she beamed at him.

"I think you'd make an excellent wizard given the chance."

[coolcoolcool]

Abed could only stare at her for a moment. "That's the best thing anyone's ever said to me." Hands down. No one had ever said anything better. Ever. "Do you want to come watch Doctor Who with me? We should kick the start of this friendship off with a TV marathon of some kind."

[delightfulloony]

There was a nod and Luna rose to her feet with the fluid grace of someone not quite of this world. A warm smile and she gathered up the plate of cookies.

"I would love to. I can't think of a better way to celebrate a new friend of such uniqueness. It's perfect."

Because in the book of Luna Lovegood which resembled a glitter covered multicolored notebook with aliens on it, uniqueness was one of the most important things in the world. Congratulations Abed you take the gold even while surrounded by elves and yeti.