Giggling, and hyper from success, she moved to get herself another handful of balloons to use in her takeover practising. For now she would focus on the middle range - but perhaps she could try and hit the highest set soon? Really, if she missed, the paint would simply add to the collection at her feet… and that …. that purple paint that she was being sprayed with.

Looking around her, she looked at Cutty and silently knew that it was him who had caused this - honestly she had only known him for a little while but she would almost bet that out of the people in the room right now that it had been him… Though maybe that was mean of her, since her balloon had sprayed the room and several people in red paint and SHE hadn’t meant to do it… So maybe he - if it even had been him - hadn’t meant to do it?

Yes, that sounded more like it. Besides - the room and everyone in it was getting covered in paint in one way or another right now… And WHO didn’t like paint? It was like a tame, self-played version of paintball. Hehehe. As much as the Welsh girl liked things being neat and tidy - when it came to playing games and learning, there was never a way to make too much mess.

”Alarte Ascendare!” she called as she watched a target from the top tier coming towards her. She watched as it climbed and climbed and SOARED HIGHER AND HIGHER... and then started to drop. Whoooops!

OH NO!

Cringing slightly, Marsha watched in oddly horrified fascination as the balloon sped fast towards the ground. It had gone higher than any of her previous balloons and as such she was -- yup. The paint spread MUCH further from the high speed impact. Whooops. Sorry everyone!

Oh well, on to take …. oh who was she kidding, Marsha had no idea how many times she had tried to successfully hit the targets now.