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Magic shows are meant to have surprises, right?
[Los Angeles was everything Kurt Wagner could have hoped for and then some. True, most of the touristy stuff he had seen and celebrity sightings so far were spotted in the course of work (which in this case involved checking out a potential new student for the institute) so he couldn't exactly spend a lot of time drinking them in. But that didn't make it any less awesome. And now that the work was done, it was going to get even cooler!]
[The others didn't know what they were missing. How could anyone choose to spend the night at some famous restaurant or a traveling production of a play that was better on Broadway (practically in their own backyard!) when they could be here with him instead, watching a teenage magician who was already being billed as one of the best in the business?]
[That was fine. Kurt was having plenty of fun on his own. The magician more than lived up to the hype. And after a show that incredible, you can bet Kurt was going to jump at the chance to volunteer for her final trick of the evening. He probably didn't have much of a chance, given how...height challenged he was compared to the rest of the people clambering for attention around him. But what he lacked in height he made up for with enthusiasm! (And the judicious use of his seat as a step stool.)] Hier! Hier!
[The others didn't know what they were missing. How could anyone choose to spend the night at some famous restaurant or a traveling production of a play that was better on Broadway (practically in their own backyard!) when they could be here with him instead, watching a teenage magician who was already being billed as one of the best in the business?]
[That was fine. Kurt was having plenty of fun on his own. The magician more than lived up to the hype. And after a show that incredible, you can bet Kurt was going to jump at the chance to volunteer for her final trick of the evening. He probably didn't have much of a chance, given how...height challenged he was compared to the rest of the people clambering for attention around him. But what he lacked in height he made up for with enthusiasm! (And the judicious use of his seat as a step stool.)] Hier! Hier!
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What's it like to have a tail?
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I guess I can see what you mean, but... It just seems like it'd be, I dunno... fun!
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[He grinned sheepishly and ran the fingers of one hand through his hair.] There is this one thing I like to do. I've always lived around lots of trees, ja? My home in Germany is in the middle of a forest, and the place I live now, in New York, has a lot of trees on the land. Some nights I go out and just...race through the treetops. My tail's pretty strong so I can swing from it and get a really good Tarzan act going on.
It's...freeing, you know? To just let loose like that. Almost like flying. [His voice took on a wistful tone as he closed his eyes for a moment, recalling the sensation of night breezes through his fur and bark scraping beneath his palms, the dizzying sensation of falling and the exhilarating jerk when his tail catches him.]
[Man, he really wished he could go play on those catwalks right about now.]
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[When he was done, her expression reflected his wistful tone, and she sat with her chin in hand, gaze cast upward in thought.]
That sounds amazing. I'd love to be able to do something like that. [It wouldn't be the same, but maybe she could add acrobatics to her show, so she'd have an excuse to learn...]
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[Then she remembered the time and deflated a little.]
There's only one problem...
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Oh, you can sit, by the way! [She gestured at the counter littered with props and books and other magical things, with a set of stools hiding beneath the counter's protruding edge.]
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