[You know what tends to ruin the Serious Business™ aesthetic you're trying to embody via grim face, tight jaw, and forbiddingly crossed arms? This. As if the spirit rocking like a pendulum and interrupting his Likewise Serious™ move to one-up Riku in this conversation wasn't bad enough, then some... moose... thing has to come barging on through.
He's never seen a moose before, but he imagines this is what one would look like, a slow-moving train that has zero respect for any dark ones that may or may not be standing in the way. He has to unfold his arms and a quick step back to avoid getting an antler tip to the face.
Others aren't so lucky. His fluffy Picasso-in-training squeaks when the spirit bumps the table, turning a stroke of paint into a smear job. Farther along an antler snags a half-finished lantern and turns it into a misshapen head ornament to the dismay of a group of spirits that go chasing after.]
Unbelievable.
[Slightly awed that these are the same creatures that guard the Lighthouse and recently mowed some of their number down.]
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He's never seen a moose before, but he imagines this is what one would look like, a slow-moving train that has zero respect for any dark ones that may or may not be standing in the way. He has to unfold his arms and a quick step back to avoid getting an antler tip to the face.
Others aren't so lucky. His fluffy Picasso-in-training squeaks when the spirit bumps the table, turning a stroke of paint into a smear job. Farther along an antler snags a half-finished lantern and turns it into a misshapen head ornament to the dismay of a group of spirits that go chasing after.]
Unbelievable.
[Slightly awed that these are the same creatures that guard the Lighthouse and recently mowed some of their number down.]