The girl with the dark red hair seemed to peer at her from behind her bangs with a look that was better fit for someone that was accustomed to diagnosing reams of data than someone who simply tripped through Twilight’s mirror by leaning on it a little too much.
And then… she put out her right hand as casually as if it was something she did practically every day.
“Evening Luster… and… you must be… Sunset Shimmer, right?”
Sunset stared at the hand in confusion and concern as she backed up a couple of steps. This… This was weird. “How… How do you know me?” She asked. “Did Twilight send you? Is everything alright?”
“She’s alright… and really shouldn’t be leaving her books open on the reading table. Probably that school she’s trying to run keeping her up all night.” She remarked with a casual shrug before smoothing out her pleated black skirt so it laid down just right before sort of stretching a bit.
“Sorry for not warning you first… I was hoping there would be nobody hanging around the entrance when I came through… which there usually isn’t, so… I so apologise for that.”
“I can’t say I’ll accept that apology at the moment. And what were you doing looking at Twilight stuff without her permission?” Sunset said, glaring at the girl. “And why did you come here?”
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