Dark Studies

[Storyteller]

Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding. Sure enough, the bearded unicorn appeared without much aplomb, the ornamental bells on his starry hat and cape announcing his arrival. The conjurer's reaction to appearing in a different time and place was subdued, almost as though he had walked into the wrong room of his house. Squinting lazily, his golden eyes quickly discovered the other quadruped. Despite his hazy vision, he still managed to recognise his pupil and responded with annoyance: 'Huh? What? Sombra, didn't I tell you to turn off the light?! You can play with George in your own room!'

Yawning, the elder mentor added: 'Goooood niiiiiight!' Ring-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding. He lowered his head and returned to snoozing. Apparently, being outdoors did not represent an obstacle to his rest.