Who: Luna and OTA What: Luna's dealing with current events in very much her way, by making things dance while cleaning. When: Today Where: Supply Room at the Prison Warnings: Possible Emotional Fallout
Even now Luna was still dealing with the emotional fallout that the ghosts had triggered along with memories of the war. But she had also seen the post on the network along with all the fallout it caused. "The rage levels are so high. More shocked nobody has been punched or worse." she mused as she worked on unpacking the supplies the raiders had just brought back. "People have every right to be angry, I mean the shootout was something else." not caring if anyone could hear her musing aloud. "But then I had no idea anything beyond magic existed till I got here either." she quickly realized as she worked. But then an idea struck as she eased her wand from her hair,"Maybe its time to lighten things if only for a moment since the supply room does need to be cleaned anyway." casting the spell to have the mops and brooms dance as the cleaning was done.
Luna also quickly realized she had to be better, the spell did not backfire on her. So she joined in as she ducked the mops to hop onto a stepladder to put a box of supplies away. At the same time she was simply hoping nobody decided to take the rage out on her, her head was saying one thing but her heart was waging emotional warfare at the same time.