mylittlejamjar | 1st Nightfall

[Unlike other posts which appear automatically on your scrolls, this one is quite patient, seeming to wait for ponies to actually read it. When the scrolls are opened, though, the following message shows up in regal, well-calligraphied print:]

My fellow Equestrians!

Greetings to you all. I find the name 'newponies' to be slightly unpleasant, so I shall call you simply as you are: new citizens of Equestria. My name is Princess Luna, sister to Celestia and ruler of the night. Believe me when I say that I do indeed know your plight of finding yourself in a strange new world, a place where you do not know where you may fit in without finding trouble. However, my sister has told me that, more than anything, I will be of aid to many of you where she could not. I have had to rapidly adjust to modern society in Equestria, so while my troubles may not be identical to your own, I can certainly relate to your woes. If thou wouldst have any questions you wished to extend to the Canterlot court, then I shall do my best to answer them.

We trust that things are well in Ponyville, or wherever you may lay thy head at night?

[Luna has left the 'post' open for replies of all sorts, though she will generally be replying in writing.]

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Brilliant! Would that be up in...is it Canterlot?

That is indeed where the royal palace is situated, and where I and my sister spend much of our time.

Expect a visit.

...Whenever I can figure out how to get there. I don't seem to have any, ah, currency.

I am certain there are ways you could earn some bits in Ponyville - after all, they have a sudden influx of new people to help!

Yeah. Probably. Not really used to needing currency.

Oh? Praytell why not?

Well, I always sort of...conjured up whatever I needed.

...Ahh, I do understand.

Did you not have reagents or fuel to cause this, though? You cannot create something out of nothing at all, after all.

'Conjured' is being used here as a euphemism for certain other methods of procurement. Usually. Anyway, I don't have any of the equipment I used to.

Perhaps it is for the best.

Many ponies do not particularly enjoy their hard work being conjured somewhere else.

It wasn't exactly like that. See, some cultures have electronic currency -- it's really more the idea of money. If you can trick their machines into thinking you have money, it's like really having it.

So a counterfeiter of a sort. The same policy stands, sir. We prefer our ponies to make honest livings.

~~Oh, for --~~

It's not like that's the primary thing I do. Money's just a means to an end, if even that.

[There's a long pause, as she considers what to reply.]

I do believe we got off on the wrong foot; I took the claims as to be more serious as they appear to be.

My humblest apologies.

[There's a pause in return -- Handy tends not to expect to be believed, and had resigned himself to going off for a good sulk over the princess of the night thinking he's a thief.]

...Thank you. Apology accepted.

I travel a lot. Doesn't make sense to carry a bunch of money that isn't going to be good in most of the worlds I visit.

[Understandable - it's not like she could bring any of her money home with her from Kon Ran... not that she would desire to, as she was relatively well off both there and in her own world.]

I do not believe you ever introduced yourself properly.

Didn't I? I'm the Doctor.

...The same one who addressed me a short time ago via these scrolls?

[Well, around the same time. Journals are wibbly-wobbly.]

Nnnnno.

No.

This is the first time we've talked -- for a given value of talking. Don't listen to him; he's an imposter.

[That's going to get a fair amount of suspicion out of her. Natives to this world have gotten duplicates and you'll immediately claim that the other Doctor is an impostor? Sounds like projection, if you ask her.

In addition, this didn't sound like the Doctor she had known in Kon Ran, while the other one does.]

I suppose so. It is quite a pleasure to meet you properly then, Doctor.

[It's probably fortunate for the Doctor that Luna isn't taking Handy at his word. Not so fortunate for Handy, though.]

The pleasure's all mine, I'm sure.

1st Nightfall | Written

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