98. [Action for Saffron City, backdated to Friday]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It's funny, because these sorts of weekends have come to be ones that Heather dreads, clear memories or no. She doesn't remember much of them when they roll around, but she remembers enough, and usually what she remembers is bad.]

[So yeah, she's sort of been walking on eggshells, waiting for this to happen.]

[BUT... between all the craziness going down throughout November... bundling over to Kanto with the rest of her family to cheer Crow on during the Tournament, spending Thanksgiving in the packed-to-bursting household of a grumpy FBI agent and the enormously large family unit he seems to have somehow gathered (despite... being himself) ...]

[It drives weird dreamy weekends filled with amnesia and horror and the Koolaid Man bursting through the wall out of the mind, a little!]

[.... Which is why, yeah, uh, she's out taking Cooj for a nighttime walk on Friday night, and doesn't quite notice anything's up yet.]

[Or the pink bunny following her around.]</sub>





[OOC: Tags may be horrendously slow due to NaNo, but I had to hiatus-break at least a LITTLE for 4th Wall! Robbie the Rabbit will be lingering in the background of any given thread, but feel free to throw anything at Heather and not bother with the spooky pink bunny chillin over there.]

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[darkenedgales]

[SOUNDS BORING.

Crow lets out an amused snort, because really? Really? Even overreactions have limits.]

C'mon, D-Wheelers ain't suicidal. We know what we're doing. Dying in an explosion? That doesn't happen!

[Although, now that she mentions it, he thinks back to the Ghost incident, as well as how the final match of WRGP ended and--

Oh.

Welp.]

... Often.

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Okay, she doesn't reply to that.]

[But he can go ahead and feel smug because her grip around him tightens almost IMMEDIATELY.]</sub>

[darkenedgales]

[... Not gonna lie, he kind of does, even if that wasn't his intention. Which is why his lips curl up in a tiny but visible sly smile as he feels her arms tighten around his waist.]

Just keep in mind I've still gotta breathe, 'kay?

[foolishwren]

_{[She'd give that squeeze a deliberate and painful increase if she saw that smirk, but fortunately her face is still pressed against his back, so she doesn't.]}

Should've thoughta that before inviting me on! PUT SEATBELTS ON THIS THING.

[darkenedgales]

[Which would probably not be the best decision; surely Heather doesn't want Crow to be any less focused on driving than he already appears to be?

Well, there have been instances of people fastening themselves to their D-Wheels... The result being one of them getting literally ripped in half and the other being blown up during their respective duels.]

Not sure if you'd really wanna be strapped to a D-Wheel. Just in case it, y'know, crashed or something.

I know I wouldn't.

[... He's kidding.

Mostly.

Probably.]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... scream.]

[Okay she takes back the seatbelt idea.]</sub>

How FAST are we going?

[darkenedgales]

Hm?

[... People pay attention to such things?

Crow glances down at the screen on the dashboard for a moment before replying.]

Just 'bout 120 kmph or so.

[He's going really slow just for you. c:]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Brb burying her face in his back again.]

[The one good thing about going this fast is that no one could hear the squeak she made.]</sub>

[darkenedgales]

[Perhaps he can't hear that, but Crow can definitely feel her face digging into his back. Which, of course, he couldn't let go without a comment.]

What's that? [... Oh no, he's not gonna--] You're scared?

[He did.]

[foolishwren]

MMMHPHMPHM!

_{[That's smushed-face-ese for SHUT YOUR MOUTH.]}

[darkenedgales]

Sorry, can't hear ya! Not when you talk like that, anyway.

[He imagines it wasn't anything nice, though. Sounded more like a roar.]

Seriously though, you're gonna miss the whole point of the ride that way. Or break my back. Whichever comes first.