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WHO: Kenzi and Gil
WHERE: The Zoo
WHEN: 8/10; Morning/Afternoon
WARNINGS: Kenzi's mouth? Gil freaking out over very big cats?
SUMMARY: Kenzi told Gil she was going to take him to the zoo...so they're going.
FORMAT: Quick

[It's nine in the morning and Kenzi...is running a little late. She gets up early enough, early for her anyway, and gets ready to go. Dresses in a light dress and somewhat sensible, as Kenzi doesn't really do a shoe below a three inch heel, shoes; she's even wearing sunglasses and some sunhat that goes along with her dress like Gil said she should. Her bag has sunscreen, which she's already slathered on, and some water in it for the day. One last check to make sure she had everything that would be needed and she's out the door.

The trip doesn't take long but traffic and everything else keeps her.

At the entrance she catches sight of Gil quickly enough, he really does stand out in a crowd, and rushes over.]

Sorry I'm a little late.

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[She has the map to guide them. From the looks of it they were pretty close to the wolf den to start with.]

Yeah, he was like my big brother. Hell, we switched bodies once I don't think you can get any closer to someone than that.

... Right.

[ He remembers hearing that from her.

Awkward. ]

[ He swallows hard and tries to shake the image from his head. ]

It's still strange to imagine someone transforming into one of these animals.

[Awkward but the coolest thing ever.

She shrugs.] You get used to it. Or maybe you wouldn't since there's the whole naked thing after.

Na... [ No, he can't say it.

His face is burning hot already and it's barely even hit ten o'clock yet. ]

W-What?! No, never mind!

[She looks up at him and snickers. He's so predictable.]

Clothes don't come with the shifting. Which, I guess, could be pretty embarrassing for some.

[The wolf den is in sight so Kenzi speeds up a bit. She really hopes the wolves are out.]

[ He's already rushing ahead of her, pretending this conversation didn't just happen. It's bad enough he's seen her in a towel. Indecent! He's not even married to her and he's seen so much skin!

He feigns deep interest in the wolves instead. ]

There's quite a few of them here...

[If a towel was too little what would he think of a swim suit?

Kenzi catches up to him easily enough and has to hold back a happy squeal at seeing the wolves out.] Aw, look at them!

[She scans over the ones that are out but doesn't see a white one yet.] Don't see one like Dyson though.

[ Indecent and confusing. Why expose so much skin to the sun? It's actually much safer to cover up...

He doesn't have to pretend any longer, watching Kenzi's interest in them and then looking out for a completely white wolf. He doesn't see one so far, but there could be more in their den. ]

This seems like a dangerous job. [ He has to wonder how the keepers feed the animals when they're put into groups like this. Wolves especially with their fangs and claws... ]

Maybe. But the people working with these animals probably really enjoy it. [She looks around for any path that leads lower so that the wolves can be watched from behind glass. Maybe even a peek into the den. After a moment she pulls out the map to look on there and spots it.]

Oh! They have a viewing area that shows more, maybe we'll see a white one down there. [Before Gil can respond she's already heading off toward the path.]

[ Maybe they toss the food over the railings the same way the spectators do. But that leaves clean up... not a job he would ever like to do. Partly why having a dog, despite being okay with them, is not an enticing idea.

But it leaves his thoughts quickly, observing Kenzi and her eagerness to see this white wolf she's hoping is around. Things have been so stressful the past couple of months and while he still feels guilt for what happened to her in New Vesuvius, he's glad to see her having fun on a relaxing day like today.

He smiles and trails her, keeping an eye on her to ensure she doesn't get too far ahead of him. ]

[The whole clean up part is why Kenzi hasn't bothered with a pet. She's bad enough about picking up after herself.

She's eager to see if there's a white wolf like Dyson but not so eager that she forgets Gil is there. Along the way she occasionally glances back to make sure he's still there.

The viewing area is pretty much under ground and much cooler than above. There's a large glass window that lets visitors see right into the enclosure and be face to face with the wolves. Most of the wolves are lazily lying about but some are wrestling. Yet there's still not white wolf to be seen.]

Well, at least we get a closer look.

[ He steps closer, but keeps a reasonable distance as to not disturb her so she can look at the wolves peacefully. He's a little occupied anyway, surveying the glass and the enclosure. Being this close actually makes him a touch nervous. Is that glass durable? ]

You don't see it?

[Kenzi settles on the bench near the glass as she continues to watch the wolves. Some kids nearby start tapping and banging on the glass until their parents get them stop. The wolves look over but don't seem to care too much, likely used to people doing that.]

No. I was hoping there would be but looks like there isn't. They are really pretty though, aren't they?

[ He looks on over at them, coming around the bench, but not taking a seat. He continues to stand, watching the wolves with idle curiosity. ]

It's kind of amazing to see them so close up. [ They look... harmless.

Kind of like dogs, only bigger. ]

... I'm sorry, though; you really wanted to see a white one.

Not quite as amazing as getting to hug or pet one. [Even if said wolf is really just a shifter.

She shrugs.] It's fine. I just miss home and kind of wanted to see a reminder. [She looks up at him with a little smile.] We can't always get what we want though.

As long as it's Dyson and not a real wolf. [ Otherwise it's dangerous.

He turns his head to look at her now, a small smile on his face, but strangely apologetic. ] Still, it would have been nice.

[ He understands her feelings; sometimes, he goes looking for a piece of home in this strange era. He hasn't found it outside of classical music and even then, it's not the same. It's too clearly a copy. Never authentic. ]

Maybe at another zoo?

[She gives a little laugh as she stands, reaching for his hand once she's by his side again.] Yeah, maybe. But that's a bit more travel that I feel like doing.

[She looks back toward the wolves before turning toward back toward the ramp that leads up.] So do you like birds? We're near the bird house.

Ah... [ Again, it's a strange feeling that overtakes him when she holds his hand. He's used to Oz and the others from home occasionally doing that, even if it's just as jarring. Physical contact is still new and somewhat frightening for him.

Should he say something? He merely nods and keeps up with her, trying not to stare at their hands. ]

Birds are alright. They can be noisy, but I find in the City you don't hear them as much.

[She gives his hand a little squeeze before leading him toward the birds.] I remember going to the zoo when I was little and never really wanted to leave the birds. They were noisy, yeah, but it was also kind of peaceful. And there's so many different types of birds in there.

[ A lump snags in his throat and it burns again. ]

Noisy and... peaceful? [ That's an oxymoron and it makes no sense. But he can hardly focus on that for long with them holding hands. In public.

Oh no, what if someone sees them? He's already running into someone he knows and that sets him on the edge of panic. He doesn't want people thinking improper things about them. ]

Um, what kind of birds...?

Well, y'know how sometimes it's really noisy but you can still tune it out and just relax? It's like that.

[Kenzi's mind isn't even on holding hands with him since it's something she does with a lot of people. Of course, in the case of the zoo, it's mostly to make sure they don't end up separated.]

Tropical mostly. The really colorful kinds that can learn to talk.

[ He's half tempted to pull away, but he doesn't want to do it so suddenly, afraid he'll upset her. ]

Talk? How is that possible?

[ Okay, he has to admit he's intrigued by such a thing. ]

[She wouldn't be upset, just a little confused.]

I'm not sure of the mechanics but some birds can learn to mimic human sounds. Some are even smart enough to figure out what words mean and how to respond and even how to string them together so they can have a small conversation with you. It's really neat! [Having a bird that could talk is really the only reason she could see for owning one.]

[ He's not sure if that's useful or creepy. A mix of both, he concludes.

Raven's "spoken" to him before, but it wasn't exactly a friendly conversation nor had it been a pleasant experience, as desperate as he was to contract with the Chain.

He looks upwards to see the sign indicating they're entering the avian section of the zoo. Cartoon birds are depicted on the sign, looking silly and overly friendly. ]

Not like those pigeons that are all over the City. [ They just coo a lot. He doesn't think he's ever heard them mimic human sounds before. ]

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