[center][b][h2][color=orange]Zami[/color] - [color=teal][i]The Bubble Magician[/i][/color][/h2][/b]____________[h3]With Isla[/h3][/center]
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Before Zami could get up to stretch his legs, he felt a strange warmth near his face just before he felt a wet sensation on his cheek and heard a girl's voice spell the word "busted". His face seized up in panic. [i][color=orange]"Ohhhhhhh noooooo...a girl caught me?! What did she see?! Is she a guard?...no, she can't be...can she?"[/color][/i]. Zami's thoughts were racing due to the panic. Question after question after question. He had to calm down and pay attention. He took a few slow breaths. Quickly he began thinking calmly again and realised that maybe the girl wasn't a guard and wasn't gonna rat him out. That's what he hoped so he ran with it. Zami slowly turned his head to face the girl. 

She seemed harmless. Her smirk was suspicious though. His eyes glanced down and noticed the painting gear. He smiled at her briefly before raising a quizzical eyebrow and pointed at her, then to the paint and then to his cheek. Before she could interpret his actions, he glanced back to his bubble lens, closed his eyes and altered the lens, turning it back into a regular bubble form before it began to turn from clear to chromatic and shiny. He used this mirror bubble to see the red circle on his cheek and he giggled.
In an attempt to ask why the red circle, Zami looked at the girl once more, pointed at his cheek again, smirked and gave her another quizzical look.