Fly me to the moon [Closed]

[on_errantry]

Rhiow had not forgotten her promise to a certain Winchester, made a ways back before the Nightmare King. It had taken her a relatively short amount of time to find a quiet place, sink into the Whispering and gather information about the planet. Earthlike statistics, including a small moon.

It would be a simple matter to slot in the coordinates for this planet and its moon, and Rhiow had spent a small amount of time tweaking the gravitational and rotational constants so they wouldn't end up in the middle of space - or the middle of the moon.

Now, she only had to contact Sam. A quick comm ring message - [[Sam, did you still want to go to the moon? Meet me near the obs deck. Dean can come if he wishes, and your friend as well.]]

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[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

That's nice Sam, because Dean hadn't, and he was more tense for it. He thought it'd be like the butt clenching Angel Express. This was a bit different from that, and he wiggled a finger in his right ear for a moment. Stupid ringing.

Still the scowl dropped away when he got sight of where they were now.

"............Holy shit," was his contribution to the awe and wonder.

[angel-ofthe.livejournal.com]

The planet below wasn't earth, but it was close enough that if Cas squinted, it was as if it was earth and here he was sailing above it as if he were flying, only it wasn't his wings that had gotten him here.



Cas shoved his hands in his pockets and turned his back on the view of the planet below (above? next to?) them, staring out unblinkingly on the vast expanse of stars that formed the rest of the view from the moon.

[on_errantry]

Rhiow had seen this view many times before - she came to the moon to think sometimes, and to meditate. This moon wasn't The Queen's Eye, and the planet below wasn't her home, but she laid down, tucking her forepaws under her chest and curling her tail around her side. "Was it everything you expected, Ssam?" she asked. It was always fun to watch people who came here the first time, overwhelmed by the expanse of stars and the small blue ball floating in their midst.

[chosenfamily]

"I...have no idea what I expected," he said after a moment. "I've seen the pictures from the Apollo landings, of course. But it's...it's not at all like that, either." Because this was real. "And...wow. The pictures don't usually show the stars."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean and Sam would often watch the stars from the Impala on quiet nights. But it had never been like this.

He had fallen silent, staring at everything in a daze. For some reason, Pink Floyd's Learning to Fly played acress his brain for a moment, followed by Dark Side of the Moon.