[ He started off with a hand on either side of Wesley’s waist. It doesn’t stay that way; if you don’t like hugging, don’t drive like a maniac. He’s also yelling in Wesley’s ear now, since it’s the only way to be heard over the noise of the bike. ]
Go towards the water! Can it hover over water? Test it and find out!
[that hurts. but he does make a sharp turn, cutting off a couple of vehicles and going through a light throng of passenger traffic in the afternoon to go to the sea. and sure enough, it goes over the water, but he won't go very far because he's not sure if the sea here will be hospitable to flying vehicles or if cthulhu will grab him from the depths.
And as it happens, they're not wrong. The bike is tiny compared to most vessels. Being out on the water makes him feel weightless, even though they don't get to go far. ]
That's it! Saints, Wesley. Can you imagine this on a bigger scale? A skiff that hovers.
That's my next project, when Ravka welcomes he home.
You want a ship like the Neheda or something. I'm sure if you file in a request they'd consider it. [he leans against the bike as it goes off.] Say it's for training, ha ha.
If you're aching for a race, I'm gonna say no. [a scowl] I don't want the cat thinking I'm food. I'm too young and beautiful to disappear from this universe.
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[he's entirely too gleeful about this.]
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And you told me off for slighting your driving skills. You'd better not get us arrested.
[ Which he says, while getting on the bike behind Wesley anyway. Judgmental: yes. Cautious: not really. ]
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[he revs up the engine.] They'd probably think we're one of them.
[and off they go. sturm'd better hold on tight, because wesley drives about as well as he fights: fast and relentless.]
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Go towards the water! Can it hover over water? Test it and find out!
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[that hurts. but he does make a sharp turn, cutting off a couple of vehicles and going through a light throng of passenger traffic in the afternoon to go to the sea. and sure enough, it goes over the water, but he won't go very far because he's not sure if the sea here will be hospitable to flying vehicles or if cthulhu will grab him from the depths.
he'll park by the shore later on.]
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[ Or so he imagines.
And as it happens, they're not wrong. The bike is tiny compared to most vessels. Being out on the water makes him feel weightless, even though they don't get to go far. ]
That's it! Saints, Wesley. Can you imagine this on a bigger scale? A skiff that hovers.
That's my next project, when Ravka welcomes he home.
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You want a ship like the Neheda or something. I'm sure if you file in a request they'd consider it. [he leans against the bike as it goes off.] Say it's for training, ha ha.
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[ A little pause. ]
Exactly how fast can this thing go?
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I don't even think Korol could outrun something with an engine. Don't tempt him, in case he sees it as a chance to steal your bed.
[ A pause. ]
Not that he needs much of an excuse, but still.
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You have so much anger in you, Wesley. You really ought to get that seen to.