[Success achieved! ...For about a micro. Then he's temporarily airborne.
...Well. That could've gone worse! Kip picks himself up out of the barrier shedding pillows with a rueful expression, plucks the stuffed construct off his head, and sits cross-legged where he was tossed, staring at Rinzler thoughtfully as he handles the toy.]
No hugs yet, huh? Okay.
[You are taking up bad habits from Eden, Kip. He smiles guilelessly at Compiler.]
A first step has to start somewhere.
[He holds up the toy. It is an odd multi-coloured pastel creature with a sail on its back and an identification tag labeled 'Dimetrodon'. It's oddly adorable and Eden might like it.]
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...Well. That could've gone worse! Kip picks himself up out of the barrier shedding pillows with a rueful expression, plucks the stuffed construct off his head, and sits cross-legged where he was tossed, staring at Rinzler thoughtfully as he handles the toy.]
No hugs yet, huh? Okay.
[You are taking up bad habits from Eden, Kip. He smiles guilelessly at Compiler.]
A first step has to start somewhere.
[He holds up the toy. It is an odd multi-coloured pastel creature with a sail on its back and an identification tag labeled 'Dimetrodon'. It's oddly adorable and Eden might like it.]
May I have this one?