dear_mun | voice test; maybe a little cabin fever???

[ First things first:

It may or may not have been an excessive amount of time since we've last done the cinematic zoom into this particular mun's head. It does the zoom, but in the inelegant manner one would expect. Imagine it looking a bit dusty, bleak, complete with a few bulbs flickering into the empty space.

Well, not exactly empty. Dusty or not, we've got our setting put together. The focus of our time here narrows to the curled, very, very still nomad. Not really roaming as the description, but he does perk up. His form straightens and stretches before both hands rest on his hips. His head shakes and he croaks a dusty laugh of his own. ]

Oh, my! [ A much higher pitch than anticipated, but he's one honest guy about excitement. It definitely says it in his eyes. A little tired, but clinging to the stars of his eyes blinking into the light he hasn't probably seen in weeks. Like mentioned before, this mun isn't diligent. This poor guy will always disagree. Too much faith? Eh, let's not fret about his issues. ]

I just knew you were comin' back, friend! [ Emphasis on the friend, emphasis but an uneasy toothy smile. ] Come on, you've been pulling my leg long enough. It's time to get going, right? A Wander has got to wander, right?

[ Oh boy. ]

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[ there's a slow brow rise and a small, but warm smile that crosses his features before he finally responds, ]

Excited? [ understatement of the century, ladies and gents ]

[ Understatement of every seemingly insignificant crevice this furry spoon has scooped himself into, that's more like it. The excitement only ups with the sign of life, er, impending friendship being put into his agenda ( if you have a pulse, you're the current priority ).

Despite his politeness as the every folk calls Wander, he's a bit blind sided in his spurts of excitement. Blind sided in small moments of minimal manners, just as he's grasping the man's hands and: ]

You.

[ A zoom in. ]

Have.

[ Another. ]

No.

[ Alright, now we're possibly too close and possibly too close in pupils. Pull that camera back and we're good.]

I d e a.

[ the cat/fox/weasel thing's lack of personal space and grasp causes daniel to sway uneasily, his crutch swinging at his side. a look of confusion creases his features and he draws his head back.

... ok. excited is definitely an understatement ]

Uh, that's a possibility.

[ Well, well, if we were past fourth wall limits, he would definitely correct that 'cat, fox, weasel thing' business! A common mistake he usually doesn't partake correcting. The silly thing is, no one really asks.

Ah, moving on. ]

I can definitely help you there, my n e w e s t acquaintance! [ There it is. Already with the labels being passed on. ]

Do tell, what's a guy like you got business with around here? I'm just entirely sure your mun has things stored up for ya!

...Oh, my. Er - excuse me...

[ timid hoof-gesture ] You've got a little cobweb on you...

Oh!

...

[ He's got your hand now. Hoof. Yes. That's what happens where there's a reach that can be interpreted as a greeting. He's already shaking it. ]

Ohwowhello! [ Yes, all one breath. ] Folks call me Wander! Salutations! Hello! Excuse me for not noticing yea' much, MUCH sooner! Where are my manners? What should I be calling you, hm?

[ He's still shaking your hoof. Please say something and might get the idea to actually stop. ]

[ Excuse him, being shaken so that his eyes do the googly thing. ]

Wha - oh! Um, hello! Ni-nice to - nice to meet you! [ Quickly reclaiming his hoof at the earliest possible opportunity, because he's pretty sure his glasses are about to fall off. ]

My name is - Sunburst! So, you can call me that! It's a pleasure to meet you, um, Wander. [ Straightening his glasses with a discreet magical twinkle, there. ] Not to be rude, but... what kind of a creature are you? I've never seen anyone like you before.

[ Zia's never seen a... furry orange man before, but he seems nice enough. Quite enthusiastic. Maybe these are just the sort of people she's going to encounter on her travels outside the City. ] You're finally getting dusted off, too, huh? I spent foreverrrr being ignored.

[ Is Zia bitter about being ignored? No, of course not. ]

voice test; maybe a little cabin fever???

SCREAMS i don't have an appropriate character BUT WANDER

shhh bless your heart

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give him a treadmill and fake scenery or something

lazily rolls into a dumpster

follows with a single forlorn salute to the world

omg i love wander