4th Spell - [Video, Spam]

[whatthewrackspurt]

[In her room, Luna has stacked up all her furniture in the middle of the room in order to reach the ceiling. She lies on her back on a desk that's tilted precariously on a chair, a globe, three books, and a coat rack. Somehow it all manages to stay upright.

Paint drips into her hair as she paints her ceiling. Faces of people on the Barge are recognizable - people she's met and interacted with, Iris, Bush, Steve, Facilier, MewTwo, and others.

She's not a bad artist, really. It's a lot more fun than the art room, where they expect you not to paint on the walls]

Comments

[whatthewrackspurt]

I like to paint in interesting places. This way I can lie on my bed and look up at them.

[notdreaming]

You might want to use a little less paint. It won't drip as much.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Yes, but the dripping gives the floor personality.

[notdreaming]

[ She laughs. ]

That's a fair point. Would you like some help? I can fly.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Can you? What spells do you use?

[notdreaming]

Solar radiation. I won't fall, and I can catch you if you fall.

[whatthewrackspurt]

I've never heard of that before. Could a witch use it?

[notdreaming]

Not unless she was born under a red sun.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Technically, I think we're all born under all the suns, but some are just too far away to see properly.

[notdreaming]

[ She laughs out loud. Okay, Luna might be weird, but she has such an interesting way of looking at things. ]

Too far away for any significant radiation to reach.

[whatthewrackspurt]

What if you were in a spaceship near one of the red suns? Would that do it?

[notdreaming]

Maybe... I haven't had the chance to study the phenomenon much. It could be that it's a result of my people developing in conjunction with red solar radiation, or it could be something more short-term.

[whatthewrackspurt]

I think it would be an interesting experiment to try. Provided you could find a pregnant mother willing to agree to it.

[notdreaming]

Maybe once Krypton is brought back.

[whatthewrackspurt]

What's Krypton?

[notdreaming]

My home. The planet I was born on.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Is that your deal?

[notdreaming]

[ She nods. ]

Of course it is. It's my home.

[whatthewrackspurt]

How long has it been since it stopped being your home?

[notdreaming]

It never stopped being my home. But I haven't seen it in around an Earth year.

[whatthewrackspurt]

That's quite a long time.

[notdreaming]

It feels like longer.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Time can be funny like that. It stretches or shrinks depending on what's happening.

[notdreaming]

Neurology really is a fascinating study.

[whatthewrackspurt]

Or just time itself, if you have use of something that elongates it.