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Watching the scene unfold, Milo couldn't help but sit in awe as he watched his friends wield what could only be described as magic. From Gray with his shadow wall, to Conner with his blast of water, it was like something straight out of a movie, and he cheered with each display of power, laughing excitedly all the while. The freaky moth had mentioned that he had some kind of wind power, but what did that actually entail? Before he could think long on it, however, the weird ass dolphin was calling over to him. He jumped at the sudden attention for the creature, staring over with wide eyes. At the implication of the attack being his fault though, he frowned, and carefully got to his...well...wheels?

[color=fff79a]"Hey!"[/color] he snapped a little, [color=fff79a]"I may be the only one of us who will happily jump into a puddle of unknown liquid in the wash,"[/color] yes, he had done that, and yes, he had ended up in the hospital with a serious infection from the contaminated water, [color=fff79a]"BUT!"[/color] he held up a finger, [color=fff79a]"I am NOT a monster, and I would NEVER, hear me, [i]NYEHVAH![/i] touch a baby animal. Totally disregarding upsetting the mama bear,"[/color] he gestured then at the angry beast, [color=fff79a]"You're likely to make the parents of the baby [i]reject[/i] it! And that's just fucking cruel on the parents' part, like, what the hell?! That's your [i]baby[/i]!"[/color] with that, Milo threw his hands in the air, nearly knocking himself off balance and having to right himself before he finished with, [color=fff79a]"So what if it smells a little funky? It's still yours!"[/color]

Nearby, Vlinderbelle cleared her throat lightly and gently said, [color=c4df9b]"Mayhaps we could save this little opus for [i]after[/i] you've dealt with this creature?"[/color] Just as before, she remained out of sight from Milo, speaking from behind him where he hopefully wouldn't freak out again.

Milo shivered at the bug's voice, but pushed away the lingering image of the moth and instead gave a nod, [color=fff79a]"Yeah, yeah,"[/color] he said, [color=fff79a]"Fight the crazy star bear first, [i]then[/i] argue with the egotistic floating dolphin, sounds good."[/color]

With that, he took a cautious stride forward, wondering exactly how well the rollerblades would, well, roll. This wasn't a sidewalk or the glossy flooring of a roller rink. This was grass for fuck's sake! Wheels and grass usually didn't mesh well. Even so, as he pushed forward, the blades of the skates glided smoothly, and, with a rush of wind, he was off, racing at the bear at a speed he had only reached once while riding his bike down the steepest hill in town. Turning sharply, he shot his arms out toward the ursa major, and just as he'd hoped, just as he'd [i]felt[/i] would happen, a blast of cutting wind shot at the beast, and he let out a triumphant 'whoop' as he continued skating in a figure-eight, [color=fff79a]"Fuck yeah!"[/color] he cheered and laughed again, [color=fff79a]"I'm like the motherfucking Avatar! With skates!"[/color]