(( Interesting, that left hand. But Matthias doesn't inquire... yet. If his companion is able to feel differences in temperature, he might notice that Matthias' hand is warmer than the average human's. ))
You may want to close your eyes, just in case.
(( Once he curls his fingers around the puppet's hand, there's a brief sensation like falling, as if the ground simply drops out from beneath their feet. There's a rush of air and a loud whooshing sound. And then their feet are back on solid earth. Definitely earth, as they're now standing on a gravel path leading up to a little farm hosting the petting zoo. ))
[ it must be like the Stargazers, he thinks. he's not sure if anyone else could travel by them, but the feeling of disappearing and reappearing somewhere else ... surely such a thing is a universal sensation. and yet he grasps a warm hand (they always seem warmer than his own, perhaps he is just naturally cold to the touch,) and it's not exactly like the Stargazers.
he does. stumble. a tiny bit. when they arrive. wherever ... they arrive. he needs a moment. adapts quick, but he needs a moment. he blinks a few times, clears his head. he looks around. there's grass, gravel, a path, trees off in the distance, he can hear the sound of the wind rustling in the leaves and the crinkling of them under his boot and the distant sound of baby goats, and--
...
hopefully his friend doesn't take offense to being almost immediately abandoned but lbr the potential petting of wee baby goats is always going to take priority over politeness. ]
(( It's not uncommon for people to lose their footing when they touch back down on solid ground. For that reason, Matthias' grip is a little tighter and he's prepared to help someone else balance if need be.
Matthias isn't the least bit offended by his companion's enthusiasm. In fact, he barks out a laugh as he rushes toward the animals. Following behind, Matthias eventually catches up, taking his time to see what different kinds of animals are available for petting. It's been a long, long time since he's been to a petting zoo. ))
We should definitely see the baby chicks, too. And the bunnies. You get to hold them.
[ he has found them! the baby goats! there are so many of them. he feels moderately overwhelmed. the urge to beckon them closer, to reach out and touch their soft baby goat coats, to chase and be chased around a big open field ... ah. it would be so nice. a very nice thought indeed.
instead, once he's found them, he's leaning against the small wooden fence and just. watching. a small hint of a smile on his face, appreciating the cuteness. oh, even the thought of holding a little baby chick, a small baby bunny! how delightful it must be! ]
They're very small. [ smaller than he was anticipating. his fingers twitch - should he pet them? his left arm spasms, sparks. he might frighten them. ] How do you hold them? [ the bunnies ... or the goats ... you know either or. ]
(( Joining him beside the fence, Matthias put in some unseen effort to hide his demonic aura so the animals wouldn't be too frightened. None of these are the sorts he has an affinity with, so he has to actually try. Huff huff. Once done, Matthias reaches between the fence posts to let one of the brave little goats sniff him... and promptly start chewing on his sleeve. ))
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You may want to close your eyes, just in case.
(( Once he curls his fingers around the puppet's hand, there's a brief sensation like falling, as if the ground simply drops out from beneath their feet. There's a rush of air and a loud whooshing sound. And then their feet are back on solid earth. Definitely earth, as they're now standing on a gravel path leading up to a little farm hosting the petting zoo. ))
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he does. stumble. a tiny bit. when they arrive. wherever ... they arrive. he needs a moment. adapts quick, but he needs a moment. he blinks a few times, clears his head. he looks around. there's grass, gravel, a path, trees off in the distance, he can hear the sound of the wind rustling in the leaves and the crinkling of them under his boot and the distant sound of baby goats, and--
...
hopefully his friend doesn't take offense to being almost immediately abandoned but lbr the potential petting of wee baby goats is always going to take priority over politeness. ]
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Matthias isn't the least bit offended by his companion's enthusiasm. In fact, he barks out a laugh as he rushes toward the animals. Following behind, Matthias eventually catches up, taking his time to see what different kinds of animals are available for petting. It's been a long, long time since he's been to a petting zoo. ))
We should definitely see the baby chicks, too. And the bunnies. You get to hold them.
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instead, once he's found them, he's leaning against the small wooden fence and just. watching. a small hint of a smile on his face, appreciating the cuteness. oh, even the thought of holding a little baby chick, a small baby bunny! how delightful it must be! ]
They're very small. [ smaller than he was anticipating. his fingers twitch - should he pet them? his left arm spasms, sparks. he might frighten them. ] How do you hold them? [ the bunnies ... or the goats ... you know either or. ]
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(( Joining him beside the fence, Matthias put in some unseen effort to hide his demonic aura so the animals wouldn't be too frightened. None of these are the sorts he has an affinity with, so he has to actually try. Huff huff. Once done, Matthias reaches between the fence posts to let one of the brave little goats sniff him... and promptly start chewing on his sleeve. ))
Give it a try.