[ Wu grins up at him, excitement thrumming through him. He can see so much potential in this old, rundown space. He's never really had that feeling before-- maybe with a closet, with things he could put together to make something nice, but never with a space like this. He can see it as a theater, as a space to bring people together, for people to express themselves and show their talents.
Fritter skitters over onto the stage, standing up on her little hind legs and holds out her arms to the audience. Wu can't help but laugh, and grabs Mako's hand to drag him up onto the stage too.
It's still dim in here, only lit by the chandeliers, but he can see spotlights toward the back that could light up the stage. ]
This is incredible! Mako, I-- I really love this.
[ It's a little scary to admit, but this is Mako. If he can't trust Mako with that, who can he trust. ]
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Fritter skitters over onto the stage, standing up on her little hind legs and holds out her arms to the audience. Wu can't help but laugh, and grabs Mako's hand to drag him up onto the stage too.
It's still dim in here, only lit by the chandeliers, but he can see spotlights toward the back that could light up the stage. ]
This is incredible! Mako, I-- I really love this.
[ It's a little scary to admit, but this is Mako. If he can't trust Mako with that, who can he trust. ]