Alexander tilted his head as a moon prince- hm, who is that? Not sure we've met yet. Not that Alexander has been around long, just shy of seven months- zipped in and... Did he just? Alexander blinked as he just slipped away with the bubble. Just like that. No magic. No sneaking. Just upsie dasey and off he went. No concern for the sun princes. No concern for the shadows. Just get the bubble. If he could, Alexander would have been howling. He leaned forward as laughter racked his lungs. And kept leaning until [b]thump[/b], he hit the ground hard. And what better way to celebrate falling off a building than playing with the rather large shadow pulling itself out of the ground.

An insect wing on a twisted human body and appendages, hundreds of tiny human eyes on a fly's face, and ooze dripping off its feelers. Alexander rolled left and right as he dodged the dripping substance, small holes burned into the ground where it landed. He shrieked as he rolled into a pile of dirt and vanished into his hat. He reappeared behind the creature, a card held between each finger. His eyes narrowed and his mouth twisted into an angry pout. The nasty, sadistic side of Alexander reared it's ugly head and he realized he found a wonderful waltzing partner.  

Two pink flashes of light and the feelers hit the ground, dissolving away. White gloves pulled the wailing creature close and they waltzed, the shadow stumbling along with the Prince of Tricks. Everytime the shadow got its footing, Alexander slammed it into the building before continuing on mercilessly. He snickered mentally each time the shadow tried to wriggle from his grip. With a final flourish and a short bow, the shadow erupted and painted the building wall. 

'[Color=FFC0CB]Honestly, has no one ever taught you manners?[/color]' He though irritably. His irritation caused him to slip the thought into each of the other princes' mind, his control not perfect by far. He still wasn't used to being able to communicate so easily. '[Color=FFC0CB]Hate the man, not the suit. You never dirty a gentleman's suit.[/color]' Alexander clicked his tongue as he plucked a white hankerchef out and dabbed ooze and dirt off himself. He tossed the soiled cloth to the ground and frowned. What was he doing...

He bopped himself on the forehead. Smokey the Bubble Thief! He bolted after him. He quickly realized he wasn't going to catch up so reached out for his mind and sent a quick '[Color=FFC0CB]Slow down Smokey![/color]' The Prince of Tricks boasted an impressive magic reserve but seriously lacked in every physical attribute. Against a fast and agile prince like Smokey, he would just be eating dirt. 

He vanished and appeared ahead of the prince, clearing out lesser shadows that started gathering. Quickly establishing a safe zone inside a circle of cards, he gestured for the bubble carrying prince to enter so he could close it off. They needed to establish a more secure area, preferably in the air, and a line of mental communication but this would work for now.