[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
[ She elbows him, lightly of course. ] So you do have some shame.
[ There's a brief pause as she watches him out of the corner of her eyes. He's certainly different. Her focus shifts skyward as she says something that rarely crosses her lips. ] Thanks for setting this up.
[ She settles so one arm rests behind her head as a cushion while the one near him is by his side. When was the last time she took the time to stare at the stars like this? ]
I get the feeling you did too. Think you can top this on the second? [ Date, that is. He's earned her consideration for another one anyway. ]
[ She doesn't doubt that one bit. If he succeeds this well, his failures must be amazing to watch. ]
If you haven't managed to talk your way into owning a vehicle yet, I can even pick you up next time. [ She remembers the approving look he had given the motorcycle when she first arrived. ]
I hope you cleaned the bottle off before chilling it. [ That's good to know, that he can take more than just people through with his teleportation ability.
Without a glance over at him, she reaches to give his hand a light squeeze before she's standing and ready to pack things up. ] Figure out what you want to take back, not all of it is going to fit in my bags.
Only if you text me after a few drinks. [ Because she has a feeling drunk texts from him would be gold. Now that he's moved, she starts sliding whatever's left of the food out of the way so she can fold the tarp into some semblance of order. ]
[ He helps gather things too - eyes the blintzes, decides to at least pack them ultra carefully back into the basket that had held the food and see if he can't get them back unsquished. Everything else he leaves for the birds.
He has a brief, wild moment of temptation to grab onto everything he can and see if he can get them to shrink down along with him. Alas, he'd miss out on seeing the motorcycle ride that way, and he'd much rather have that than a tiny sandwich plate. Abandoning it all to the seagulls it is. ]
[ She's about to gather everything up when she remembers she's forgetting one important part. With a smirk, she picks up her helmet and slides it onto his head.
She teases, ] Don't want you breaking anything.
[ Tarp under one arm and the bottles of alcohol in her other, she heads to her motorcycle to pack what she can in her saddlebags. ]
[ She glances back at him and motions for him to slide on with her. She has other reasons for wanting him that close while driving. For one, she'll be able to feel his every move as they twist and turn through the streets and the other...
Well, she can't say she minded how close they were earlier. ]
[ Both are good. Both are very good. Miles is already excited about the prospect of riding this thing, especially with Tex. The grin in his voice just intensifies. ]
[ A fact she's more than happy to demonstrate. They've got quite the ride ahead of them if she needs to get him to the housing De Chima. She's not shy about skirting around the traffic laws, particularly on the more empty streets where it's safer to accelerate beyond the speed limit. ]
[ Yes. Miles sits up a bit through the ride, actively leaning into turns and obviously enjoying himself. Maybe he can find a way to incorporate this into his next date. Something fast - something crazy - ]
[ When stopped at lights, she occasionally lets one of her hands drift to rest over his, only to quickly move it back before the light turns green again. It's going to be a long trip, but there's something incredibly freeing about feeling the wind in her hair as she speeds off down the road.
Thankfully she knows right where he lives. It's a trip she makes a few times a week due to him and Gregor's training schedule. She pulls up slowly to his assigned housing and waits to let him get off first. ]
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[ There's a brief pause as she watches him out of the corner of her eyes. He's certainly different. Her focus shifts skyward as she says something that rarely crosses her lips. ] Thanks for setting this up.
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[ He shifts, a bit, to a more comfortable position. Ah ... that's good too. He's glad to drink in her expression just the same. ]
Of course. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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I get the feeling you did too. Think you can top this on the second? [ Date, that is. He's earned her consideration for another one anyway. ]
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I'm going to try. Hard enough that even failure ought to be entertaining.
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If you haven't managed to talk your way into owning a vehicle yet, I can even pick you up next time. [ She remembers the approving look he had given the motorcycle when she first arrived. ]
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Could you give me a ride home too?
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Yeah, I can. I don't have an extra helmet, but you can use mine if you promise not to leave smudges on the visor.
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[ He can't help but grin a bit. ]
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How did you get all of this here?
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Tarps are waterproof. Blanket and food were delivered. The wine I carried too.
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Without a glance over at him, she reaches to give his hand a light squeeze before she's standing and ready to pack things up. ] Figure out what you want to take back, not all of it is going to fit in my bags.
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[ That small gesture is enough to fluster him a bit; he reddens, taking it in. ]
... The wine and the tarps, if we can. The food we can leave for the seagulls. As much as I hate to waste it.
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[ She nudges her helmet off the edge and into the sand with her foot. She stares at him expectantly as she reaches for the corners of the tarp. ]
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Yes, if you'll part with it. And if we have enough room.
[ He also obligingly gets up off the tarp. ]
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We can make room.
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[ He helps gather things too - eyes the blintzes, decides to at least pack them ultra carefully back into the basket that had held the food and see if he can't get them back unsquished. Everything else he leaves for the birds.
He has a brief, wild moment of temptation to grab onto everything he can and see if he can get them to shrink down along with him. Alas, he'd miss out on seeing the motorcycle ride that way, and he'd much rather have that than a tiny sandwich plate. Abandoning it all to the seagulls it is. ]
... That should be all.
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She teases, ] Don't want you breaking anything.
[ Tarp under one arm and the bottles of alcohol in her other, she heads to her motorcycle to pack what she can in her saddlebags. ]
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Alas, we're protecting the wrong part of my body in that case. I'm too hard-headed.
[ Miles, meanwhile, goes to inspect the motorcycle. Not so different from a lightflyer, he supposes. ]
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It'll have to do, I didn't bring the suit. Think you can hold on tight enough?
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[ She glances back at him and motions for him to slide on with her. She has other reasons for wanting him that close while driving. For one, she'll be able to feel his every move as they twist and turn through the streets and the other...
Well, she can't say she minded how close they were earlier. ]
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[ Both are good. Both are very good. Miles is already excited about the prospect of riding this thing, especially with Tex. The grin in his voice just intensifies. ]
How fast can you go on this thing?
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[ A fact she's more than happy to demonstrate. They've got quite the ride ahead of them if she needs to get him to the housing De Chima. She's not shy about skirting around the traffic laws, particularly on the more empty streets where it's safer to accelerate beyond the speed limit. ]
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Thankfully she knows right where he lives. It's a trip she makes a few times a week due to him and Gregor's training schedule. She pulls up slowly to his assigned housing and waits to let him get off first. ]
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