[His fingers continued to flutter around the inducer up until the moment that the final wave of applause faded. In the relative quiet that followed, he held his breath, his mind racing for some miraculous solution. Should he teleport from the situation for real? It may be expected from the audience's perspective, but the magician would know something was wrong. She may even get the police involved. He could not afford that kind of attention. With mere seconds to prepare, he fell into a course of action, hoping it would be just crazy enough to work--pretend it's all part of the show.]
[The word 'teleportation' was his cue. He leapt from the shadows of the box, into a backflip, and landed with a flourish beside the magician. He posed there with his arms spread wide and a brilliant smile gleaming against the fine, dark fur on his face. Then, before anyone has a chance to react, he gasped, and gawped comically at his own hands. He made a show of twisting and turning to take in his 'new' appearance.]
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[The word 'teleportation' was his cue. He leapt from the shadows of the box, into a backflip, and landed with a flourish beside the magician. He posed there with his arms spread wide and a brilliant smile gleaming against the fine, dark fur on his face. Then, before anyone has a chance to react, he gasped, and gawped comically at his own hands. He made a show of twisting and turning to take in his 'new' appearance.]
Wow! You're good.