Too close? He still had two other balloons filled with colourful paint that he would not let suffer the same fate as their brother before them. Mordaunt with a C watched for a moment as the targets moved in their way, but no pattern could be found. Right. Just go at it, then. Along the middle and lowest row, Cutty placed the balloons in the lane just below the target. At some point or another the target would pass overhead and all he had to look out for was if it came down at a diagonal a bit too closely.

The first row behaved simply after coming up from it's diagonal motion, moving from right to left. Timing the motion nicely, Cutty aimed at the nested little balloon and hit it with the charm. "Alarte Ascendare." He watched as the globule flew upwards at about a 90 degree angle and splatted against the target. Cutty saw it all in slow motion. A neon shade of yellow bursted forth like a spray of liquid crowns before showering down in a light to heavy rain upon the floor.

He loved the smell of vandalism and although sanctioned it carried with it the promise of practice.