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[b][u]Phillis Circus[/u][/b]
It felt uncomfortable, that was for sure. Being inspected in this way. Who the hell was that? Security or something?! Moira wiped her brow.

[i]"That... was different. What was that?"[/i]

"Fuck if I know," Moira shrugged. "Probably best if we keep away from-" She was cut off by the wierd, quiet squealing noise eminating from her partner's throat. She turned slowly to look towards him scathingly. Oh no.

He stood with his eyes transfixed on the stiltman, his hands tensed and close to his jaw and a large, goofy smile on his face. How awesome is that?! He had never seen anything like that before. And Moira knew fully well what that look meant. Sure enough he started rabbiting on to himself in technological terms Moira didn't understand again, and began to walk forward after him.

"Oh no you fuckin' don't," she hissed. These machine men were people they should probably be [i]avoiding[/i]. Especially with his actions in particular in the restricted section. "Sy!"

He glanced back to her. "Just let me have this." Moira just folded her arms. Well, he hadn't managed to pull her yet. Try it.

As such, it suprised her so much when he [i]did[/i] - a small spark of electricity at his feet betraying how he was pushing himself onwards with some effort - that she found herself just going along with him anyway. Which was probably for the best, because he sure as hell couldn't keep that up. No longer needing to pull at her, he just started jogging instead.

"Excuse me!" he cupped his hands around his mouth and called as he chased after the stiltman, who had by now met up with [i]another[/i] stiltman. Oh my word it was getting better and better. "Sirs! Or... or misses, [i]it's kinda hard to tell from down here...[/i] I uh..." he came to a stop a short distance from them, and immediately began fidgiting with excitement. Which only became more evident as they both looked down to the gangly dark-skinned man in the stupid brightly-coloured hat. To be fair he was shouting a fair amount.

"Those suits are [i]awesome![/i] Um, can I ask how they work? Are they comfortable? Is that magitech too, like the dodgems? Or is that me getting a bit too excited, hehe..." he rattled on. Gods damnit he looked like a kid in a sweet shop.

Moira simply turned away, hands on her hips and she looked around herself. The last thing she wanted was to get closer to these guys, but here they were. Of course, neither of them had any idea how close they were to the others. Instead she simply looked back to the fortune teller's tent. Hopefully Xan was alright looking after Lute.