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cocktailparty2014-04-26 03:49 pm
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THEY TRYIN' TO CATCH ME RIDIN' DIRTY

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Speaking of test drives....
Machina served as reason why Spira was punished by Sin.
Machina sure had been a lot of things, but now that the Eternal Calm had been born? More than anything, it was a mystery to her. And one she had intended to uncover. The fascination had only been further prompted by Rikku. Well, and perhaps someone else. But Rikku definitely had a lot to do with it.
And now how she wished Rikku were there. She was still holding on tight to the steering wheel of the car, braced for the worst. Though the worst had already come. Outside, the hood smoked and one of the headlights flickered. The perfectly lined white picket fence now leaned away distastefully where the impact had occurred. White knuckles clutched tighter and hasty breathing filled the silence in the driver's seat. ]
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Hey! Are you okay?!
[ Leaning all around, trying to peek inside the car and see if anybody is hurt. ]
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At first, the only response seems to be the suddenly, wheezing sputter from the car itself. But then Yuna slowly turns her attention away from the wheel she's still clinging to and directs it to the darting someone or another shouting just outside her successfully wrecked ride. She winces as she feels her head throb but otherwise shakily manages to detach herself from what she'd originally been clinging on for dear life. Instead, she now reaches for the side handle. It takes a few tries before she manages to push the door wide open.
And that welcomes in an ambush of smoke. What words she was going to say to Nagisa are instead stolen away with a coughing fit. Whoops, give her a moment. On the bright side, she seems to have sustained minimal injuries from first glance. ]
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You really did a number on it... you're not hurt, are you? Here, better get out. I hope it doesn't catch on fire.
[ extremely reassuring. ]
...Is it bad that I want it to comically catch on fire now?
Sweet Spira, she does not need to be reminded that these things can catch on fire like that.But once the coughing subsides, she'll attempt (and fail) to try and wave some of the smoke out of her face before she catches sight of his hand. She takes it if not with a grimace turned halfway flimsy, embarrassed smile. ]Thank you. I'm fi-- [ Or not. Her body jerks as she realizes the hard way that she probably should have unfastened her seat belt.
Well then. Time to do some fumbling around until it releases with a click. She'll be taking that hand again, thanks. ] And now I'm fine. I think. [ Take two! ]
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That can't be good.
Syaoran himself had never driven the devices here (or maybe because he was underage), but it wasn't unlikely to see them rolling down the streets as he went to work. However, this was something he had yet to see. And as the concerned citizen that he was, the boy was the first to drop everything to see what was the matter.
People drive those things, and someone could be hurt...!! ]
Hello? Excuse me! [ Slightly panicked, Syaoran will notice the female in the driver's seat. Oh gosh, oh no- ] Are you alright-!?