[His mind stretches out, past himself. All around him, lives flicker, minds bend... it's not hard to find the one he wants. Few are of a drawing. Seconds away, he latches onto it, and pulls-]
Whaauh!
[There is no warning or preparation for this. He goes down hard on his side, not even having the warning to curl to minimize impact. That might leave a bruise.
The girl, and the drawing, wink out of his mind before he gets a chance to see.]
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Whaauh!
[There is no warning or preparation for this. He goes down hard on his side, not even having the warning to curl to minimize impact. That might leave a bruise.
The girl, and the drawing, wink out of his mind before he gets a chance to see.]