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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Camelot
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Matthew's heart began to rush as his cheeks started to flush. He felt Colbys hand touch his once more and it sent him soaring. All the negative emotions that had piled up within him simply melted away to reveal a swarm of butterflies fluttering about his stomach. He knew now that Colby was truly alright, but was even more glad to have this small gift. When his hand left his Matthew found himself curling his fingers ever so gently, as if replying a scene from pride and prejudice in which he was Mr. Darcy and Colby Elizabeth. The moment lasted for a while, him nodding in affirmation to what ever it was that Sierra had said, and only leaving him when they stumbled upon the cities guards. His attention pulled back, and he recalled why it is they were there.

The wait was tense, it reminded him of the pause parents took when looking at him, deciding if he was the right fit for their missing part. In this instance he hoped that the answer was yes, unlike every moment before. It wasn't until they were all waved through that Matthew was able to relax. His eyes going wide at the sight of Camelot, loving thr sensation of being in [i]the[/i] Camelot. Though he was certain if he ever spoke of this in Kansas that he would be seen as if he was Mad as a Hatter. His attention was pulled in various ways, from the billowing smoke of a blacksmiths hearth, to the woven goods and clothing out on display, and the bustle of the people within the walls. Everything was remarkable and he wished he could spend more time within these walls instead of being rushed by a wizard. Matthew had thought on stealing some clothes for Colby, something dry for him, but he didn't want to ruin the chance to save people if he was caught. So he followed behind, quiet but watching.