Fifth Night

[raisethemoon]

[Luna looks particularly overjoyed with herself, a paintbrush dipped in black floating nearby in her magic. The bird sitting between her hooves is fidgeting, head twisting and turning upside-down.]

Observe! I hath created an owl! Is he not majestic? [She touches the paintbrush across the back of his wings again, pulling the black paint jar a little closer to dip it again.]

His name is Strix. When the painting is finished, I intend to begin training forthwith. More of you should attempt it, it hath been quite effective with -

[And that was when Strix decided that this was just way too boring to keep sitting around for. He screeches and flings his wings wide, knocking the jar of pain up and into the air as he flies away. Luna flinches, then looks down at her newly-blackened chest and forelegs in shock. Her face is similarly covered, which is probably the sole reason behind that quickly developing eye twitch.]

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[4letters4ninja]

[Excuse the fact that Ziva's trying not to laugh, and Fluffy's looking in the camera snickering to himself. Now that looks like fun.]

Oh dear. Luna, are you ok?

[raisethemoon]

We. Art. Fine. [brb levitating a stream of water straight from the sink.]

[4letters4ninja]

[Fluffy's intrigued by the paint, even as Luna's trying to figure out how to get it off. He squeaks excitedly, getting Abby's attention, and she looks too.]

Now I assume you two want some too?

Where did you find that owl, Luna? [Topic change, and since Ziva was gone, she doesn't know of the MoI yet.]

[raisethemoon]

They art on the Mother of Invention. [The water doesn't appear to be working - she strengthens the stream.] 'Tis a newly opened world, and the former base of the Freelancers.

[4letters4ninja]

Ah. [She's intrigued. Very intrigued.] I will have to go and see this new world then.

Anything helping with the paint?

[letteropener]

[Oh dear... Celestia is trying her very best not to burst into girlish giggles.]

Why, sister... I didn't think we looked so much alike that you felt we needed to be distinguished more for the sake of the humans!

[raisethemoon]

'Tis not funny. [She said somewhat sulkily, scrubbing at her leg with a wet cloth.]

[letteropener]

And if it had happened to me, rather than you?

['Tis hilarious, sister.]

[raisethemoon]

We would have been perfectly supportive.

[Lies.]

[unrecovered]

[This really shouldn't be as funny as he finds it. Good thing he's got a good poker face.]

You okay?

[raisethemoon]

Fine. [The glowing stream of water is starting to bubble a little.]

[unrecovered]

Right.

[He pauses for a moment, then:] Soap, paint thinner, rubbing alcohol, and if none of that works, talk to Namine.

[raisethemoon]

Paint thinner! We shall acquire it at once! [FLASH she's gone. Probably off to terrorize some Moogle.]

[dork_of_keys]

[Sora saw this coming when he saw her response to finding out that there were owl Dream Eaters. Well, he didn't see the paint accident coming, but it's not exactly that out there.

He's also amused and while he doesn't have a good poker face, he at least has the good grace to rein in his amusement.]

Namine might have something that could help with cleaning that up.

[raisethemoon]

Yes, of course! Namine! We shalt speak with her at once!

[dork_of_keys]

She might be able to help with painting the Spirit too, if he's giving you too much trouble.

[He glances off screen briefly. Bruce is far too quiet right now...]

[raisethemoon]

We shall tend to him later.

[video]

[alwaysfaithful]

Are you all right?

Do you need any help?

[video]

[raisethemoon]

Neigh, neigh, we shall be well! [She has a plan now! It involves storms.]

[video]

[alwaysfaithful]

If you're sure...

[colorbymemory]

[Oh. Oh dear.]

Ummm, I have something that can help get the paint off Spirits if I make a mistake. The Moogles didn't say it was dangerous for other people; maybe it could help now?

[raisethemoon]

Thou dost? Excellent! We shall be there forthwith!

[colorbymemory]

I'll make sure it's ready, then.

[Off to find it while Luna's on her way.]

[raisethemoon]

[When Luna arrives, she simply holds the door open with her magic and calls out from the street.]

Namine? We art arrived!

[The reason for her hesitance to enter is pretty clear when one sees her. She's dripping wet (and, to her alarm, only a little of the drippage involves paint), and her feathers are still crackling with static electricity.]

[video]

[the_mechanic]

[Wait, wait, hold up.]

You can paint them?

[His eyes stray up toward his eyebrows, and he grins, rather mischievously. Dingbat, who is perched on top of Tony's head, as usual, does not seem to like the sound of this, and attempts to fly off making series of squeaks.

Tony's feed ends with him diving rather ungracefully after the bat, attempting to catch him.

No telling if he succeeds.]