[centre][color=00a99d][b][h1]Michael Stevenson[/h1][/b]
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[sup][b]Location:[/b] obstacle Tower Stands
[b]Interacting with[/b]Erin Chase, Syleste Niore ([@Vicier]), Simon Riddle ([@Ghost Shadow]) [/sup] [/color][/centre]

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Michael kept his gaze on the obstacle tower, following the participants, and relaying what was happening to Syleste, trying to go into much detail as he could, focusing on the tower made speaking easier. He had a hand on Moe, restraining the large dog, feeling him practically vibrating underneath his hand, knowing the big goofy bundle of fur wanting to run about, and pounce on everyone, or play with Prince, which would involve just about smothering Syleste. Michael wasn’t worried about Moe hurting the much smaller dog- he wouldn’t hurt a fly, and was often gently with the smaller creatures. 

It wasn’t odd to see Moe stretched out with some of them on him, the good natured, soft hearted dog suffering through it. Still, Moe would forever have a puppy’s outlook, and Michael often had to restrain him from charging anyone or anything. Even if he sometimes forgot to do that. [color=00a99d]“It looks like Ky’ vie is well on her way to keeping her title”[/color] He said, watching Ky’ vie a moment as she neared the top, her determination nearly palpable from where they were, [color=00a99d]“B-but D-Deon is making his way up close behind her. C-could be close”[/color] He said, turning his gaze from them, to others on the tower, [color=00a99d]“P-Pierre seems to be doing okay, He seems to have found a good path to climb up.”[/color] Pierre never seemed to give up, year after year. 

He continued to tell Syleste what was going on, stopping as Ky’ vie and Deon reached the top, assuming that there was a winner, and shifting, turning away from the tower, Moe looking up at him, eyes wide, almost begging as he had his tongue out, and tail wagging fast, as if asking permission to jump about. Michael lifted his hand, and patted the large dog on the head, sending him into ecstatics. He was so easy to please.[color=00a99d] “S-s-such a good boy”[/color] Michael said softly to him, earning a doggy grin, leaning against Michael’s legs and nearly sending him tumbling over. 

[color=00a99d]“Um. Looks like Ky’ vie and Deon both got to the top, don’t know who won yet”[/color]  he said, once more laying a hand on Moe’s back, keeping him still, at least for the moment. With the tower course nearly over, Michael turned his thoughts to other things. Simon seemed to have just ignored Syleste, and the rest of the group, and if you held your breath you’d probably die waiting for Erin to say something to anyone, at least right then. So Michael was happy to be able to give Syleste some attention, even if it made him incredibly nervous. 

[color=00a99d]”W-what is t-the p-pun-piece you're w-working on?”[/color] he asked, knowing that whatever they were all here for would be revealed soon, but still wanting to talk a little bit.