PyroBlaze

Angel gave a low whistle at the sight of the destruction, slowing to a stop as she saw Iggy sitting there. After a moment of silence, she made her way over to the kirin and wrapped a hoof around her. “Hey Iggy, you ok? Need anything?” She asked as she sat next to her friend, pulling her close.

Angel was going to say something, but Iggy teleported before she could, so all that came out was a sigh. She immediately flew up to the previously open door to use that, moving on to the broken window if the door didn’t work. Either way, once inside she started searching quickly, starting with the room Iggy teleported into. “Iggy! Calm down! Twilight probably left already! I doubt her schedule left all that much time for this little visit.” Angel called out as she searched.

“Yes, she certainly seems to.” Angel responded to news of the obsession, watching the kirin race off. As the suggestion of going after her cake up, the mare nodded too before taking to the air. “Yeah, lets go get her then.” She said, following the tracks.

She wasn’t entirely sure Twilight would want her to say anything about their little meeting, but whatever. “You know, I also found Twilight skulking around her old castle. She didn’t say much about the spell, but seemed sure it didn’t cause any plagues, so I wouldn’t worry about that part of it.” Angel shrugged, trying to calm the kirin down a bit.

Name: Blank Canvas Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Unicorn Eye Color: Magenta Character Color: White Mane/Tail: The mane is fairly long, reaching down to just past his chest. It is mostly kept together along the back, staying in a unit partially thanks to the hair tie near the bottom of it. The rest of the mane is considerably messier, looking almost like bed head he never bothered to sort out. It reaches to most of the way down the eyes on the side. The tail is like the back part of the mane, kept together with a hair tie and of medium length. Both are a rainbow of colors, coming off in waves with red being the closest to where the hair starts. With the mane, the area near his ears is red, transitioning from one color to the next outwards from there in both directions. For the tail, the base part is red and it transitions through the colors as it moves down the tail. Physique: He is a skinny stallion, not all that strong looking, the kind of figure one gets from just doing aerobic exercise to lose weight with no attempt to build muscle past that. He is also on the short side for stallions his age. Residence: Vanhoover Occupation: Artist, mostly paintings. Cutie Mark: A paintbrush with red paint dripping off the tip. To him, the brush represents his skill, and the red his passion. The day he earned his mark was much like any other at first, going through his life unable to focus on any one thing for long. He went through the day until he found himself in front of a canvas with a paintbrush in his mouth. He had been daydreaming at the time, so he wasn't entirely sure how he had made it into this art class, but he was here now. Shrugging to himself, he put the brush against the canvas and just went with the flow. The more he did, the more interested he got, and found it easier and easier to keep his focus on the art he was doing. By the end, he was left with some abstract art and a new cutie mark he hadn't noticed before then. Unique Traits: Mane/Tail- His mane and tail actually started as white, but one day they changed due to a combination of a magical accident and an incident with a rainbow. Magic- He actually can manipulate light, though he only really does it to get more vibrant colors for his art. Drawing from the white light from any source around, he can separate the wavelengths and infuse each color as needed to make them better. Personality: He is a friendly stallion, quick to make new friends. He can be somewhat clumsy or forgetful, and his focus is either on nothing in particular or 100% on what he’s doing, with almost no in-between. He tends to finish his art in one sitting if he can, otherwise he’s liable to forget about it or lose interest and start a new one. History: Growing up the only child of two high-society ponies, and their only son at that, there were plenty of expectations placed on him. Not that he payed much attention, but still. From a young age, they tried to teach him high-society etiquette and mold him into another of them, but he would always get distracted easily and not pay attention at all, following butterflies with his eyes instead or just staring off into space while his mind wandered. It would sometimes get him into trouble, and he would end up daydreaming while walking and then have no idea how he got to where he was. Thankfully, he always found his way back, mostly with the help of his parents or the caretaker they hired for when they were too busy. All in all, his life before art was a bit of a blurry mess, with not many coherent memories of actual events for him to look back on. After discovering art though, he finally figured out how to focus, and he finally managed to make friends since he could actually hold a conversation now. The day of the mane incident was a simple field trip to a local park. As part of the decorations, they had a rainbow fountain set up, and it had him mesmerized. The more he stared, the more the colors seemed to glow, along with his horn, and the closer he got until he fell in entirely. He immediately climbed back out and got himself cleaned off, but for some reason it stuck to his mane and tail but not the rest of him. Liking the look though, he shrugged it off and went on with his life. By the time he left home, he had enough of a grasp on his problems to be able to take care of himself, and ponies to fall back on if he couldn’t, so he moved off on his own to paint to his heart’s content. Summary: A bit of a scatter-brained artist, he’s still a friendly sort and a good friend.

Angel blinked a couple times as she suddenly found herself in a new location, looking around to orient herself before moving towards the trio. That was weird, being on the receiving end of a teleportation spell like that. At least it took her where she wanted to go anyways, saved her some time searching for the trio. "Hey you three. Couldn't find anything weird caused by whatever magic you did, so looks clear on that front. Found Rainbow Dash going a bit hard on a prank though, fed Scootaloo rainbows." Angel shrugged, waving at the three when they turned towards her.

"Fair 'nuff." Angel nodded, humming slightly at the info about the spell. That was good to know, at least, that there was no big threat coming from this spell. She wasn't entirely sure what to do now, or what to really say. "Guess I'll leave you to it then, unless you wanna talk about anything else." She shrugged, looking between the two for a moment. "Should probably get back to Azure, report the lack of obvious effects."

"Ah, alright then. Speaking of, any idea what her spell actually did? She's a little worried about causing some kind of chromatic plague." She chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck a bit. "Haven't seen anything yet, but not exactly a magic expert, so I dunno. Also, know anything about them? We didn't talk much before heading off to see what happened."

"I doubt Rainbow has anything going on, I saw her pranking Scootaloo at the school earlier." Angel shrugged again, letting Twilight continue. It seemed odd to walk around invisible like that, but oh well. When Twilight turned the conversation to Angel's friends, she tilted her head confused. "Whaddya mean?" She asked, watching the alicorn curiously.

Well, at least the answer to the second question made some sense to her. She still wasn’t sure how Twilight knew her, but it didn’t matter too much really. Probably had heard something about her from another resident or something like that. Angel smirked at Spike’s words, chuckling as she looked over at him. She nodded a greeting to him before turning back towards Twilight. “Still, wouldn’t reminiscing about good times with friends be better with those friends there with you? You’re lucky your friends stayed mostly around here, mine kinda scattered. Guess that’s bound to happen when you all go on a journey together to see the world. Can’t really blame them either, I didn’t exactly stay near my hometown either.” She shrugged to herself as she finished talking.

Angel raised an eyebrow as the figure said her name. How did they, likely a mare based on voice, know her name? She tensed up a bit as she watched the table start to do its little show. The figure’s reveal certainly explained some things, and Angel relaxed again. “How do you even know me though? I don’t think we ever met, and I don’t think I’m famous like you are. Also, why not go in the front door? This place still belongs to you, right?” Angel asked, tilting her head curiously at Twilight.

(Sorry, must’ve misread it, my bad.) Angel continued following the voice, her brow furrowing as she caught some of the words. Eventually reaching the room in question, she watched the cloaked figure seem to investigate the magic table thing. This was weird. The hooved creature, presumably a pony, and likely a pegasus or unicorn judging by the entry point, broke in here to look at a magic table? Nothing against the table, but there were easier ways to find a map of the known world. After a little bit, she landed and cleared her throat to get the figure’s attention. “Care to explain?”

Angel slowed to a stop near the window, moving closer to investigate. She hummed slightly at the sight of the hoofprints, her ear twitching at the faint voice. Curious, she moved in quietly, staying in the air to make less noise as she moved towards the voice. Who could be skulking around in here now? And why go through the window?

Tiger smiled to himself as his turn came up, waiting for the guy in front of him to collect his stuff before taking his place. Sauntering up towards the stand, he leaned against the counter, giving the mare a wink. “Hey there. Got anything good left back there? A guy’s gotta eat after a good training session, and apples sound like they’d hit the spot right about now.” He smiled, chuckling a bit.

Angel smiled slightly as she watched Dash apologize. She didn’t stick around too long though, soon enough flying off and eventually returning to Iggy, touching down nearby. “Well, everything looks fine. Only thing I found was a prank going a little too far.” Angel reported, stretching a bit.

“Yeah, probably. I’d apologize if I were you.” Angel said, glancing back towards the filly momentarily. “Anyways, I already know who did it, I’m trying to figure out what they did. Seems you don’t know anything about it anyways, so guess I’ll see you around.” With that, unless someone said something to keep her there, she’d move on and canvas the rest of town before trying to find the trio again.

“Well, everything seems fine here then... I guess. Hang in there, kid.” Angel shrugged, moving over to pat Scootaloo on the back a couple times before taking to the air again. She could appreciate a good prank, but this was not the time for that for her, she had to figure out what was going on. “Yo, Rainbow. See anything weird lately? Like past hour? Seems there was a magical mishap over there, so trying to see what it actually did.” Angel asked as she hovered near Rainbow’s cloud, gesturing towards the park the trio had been in.

Angel hummed to herself as everything seemed normal at first, though of course that was not meant to last. She frowned at the sight of the filly, but given the context she was skeptical as to it's source. This called for a closer look... To that end, she swooped down, landing a little far from the filly just in case. "Hey, kid, what's the matter? Trying to eat rainbows or something?" She asked, looking the small pegasus over just in case. Seemed familiar, maybe she'd seen them around town before... "You Scootaloo? Seem to meet the descriptions I've heard."

"Sure thing, I guess. Dunno how much I could answer about it, but feel free later." She nodded to Iggy's words before they got back on the track of figuring out if anything happened to the residents. When it came to something she could do to help out, she nodded and raised off the ground to go on her flight. "Right, I'll go do some recon then. And keep an eye out for those symptoms, I guess." Angel nodded to the group before taking off fully to look for things that could be related to whatever magic they were trying to do.

“Ink? No, I’m half zebra, those are all natural.” She chuckled slightly at the dragon’s words, listening as they went back to talking amongst themselves. Angel shrugged to herself, looking around while half-listening until the introductions started. “Name’s Gold Digger. Or Angel, if you’d rather. Nice to meetcha all.” She smiled, nodding at the three. “Not sure, wasn’t really watching at first. Saw a bunch of colors explode off it, not that much really happened visually, and so far nothing else seems to have really happened.”

Well, at least that part made sense in this strange show. Magnus hummed as he watched Harle almost cry, looking away to watch the rest of the crew get ready for bed. “No, I believe I’ve got it well in my grasp right now. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.” He said, sighing slightly before heading off towards the hammock he had picked out earlier to prepare to sleep.

Miles watched the mirror in silence until Sombra spoke, bringing his gaze to the stallion as he listened. He nodded a bit, remaining silent as he once again brought his sister to the forefront of his mind. After a few more seconds of concentration, the pony form washed away to be replaced with a yokai smaller than Miles, one with a more feminine looking body. Picking up the mirror, he looked himself over before nodding and setting the mirror back down. “I believe this is correct to how her true form looked back then. As much as I can make it, at any rate.” Miles said, nodding to Sombra.

Angel’s eyes shot open at the sound of the magical blast, the mare blinking a bit before tilting her head to look at the source. She watched the strange group for a second before the colors exploded outwards and she fell off the cloud in surprise. She flew over to them, tilting her head at the words being spoken, and speaking up once the three had finished. “Chromatic Plague? I know plagues are never good, but never heard of that one. Anything I can do to help?”

Magnus hummed slightly at the new act, not totally sure what to make of it. But, all in all it was probably the best of the three, so he tossed a single coin up on stage. He wasn’t entirely sure why it had garnered so much of a reaction from the others, but he wasn’t going to complain about it. Looking around at the crowd, he had to wonder how many more of them would be heading up there. Likely not all, or they would be here for quite some time.