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|Date of Scene=2015/01/31
|Location=Southern Urbania
|Synopsis=Kyra and Kirikou take a fancy car for a joyride. They wreck things. Oops.
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|Cast of Characters=127, 492, 626
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Southern Urbania, the mecca of multiversal entertainment, is extremely packed today due to an incoming, long-standing earth tradition known as a "super bowl." Although the actual event is the next day, setting up and travel has been well underway throughout the entirety of Saturday. The streets are packed with campers sporting the latest of tailgating technology and hotels are filled to the brim. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But for one teenager, the buildup to this event is regarded with a bit of fascination but nothing approaching full interest. Her world has this sport too and it wasn't something she was terribly into. It was unfortunate timing on Kyra's part that she was in this part of the city amongst so many other fans when all she had wanted to do was visit that Robot Master museum. Orginally, she'd tried to take the bus but traffic became so bad, she bailed and opted to walk instead. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It seems to be working. The bus she was taking is still jammed in gridlock four blocks away and she only had two blocks left to go.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Speaking of robots, there are people in the multiverse who are robots. Like Blurr, who is also stuck in the traffic jam. Except he can't just get up and walk like Kyra can. Well, okay...he can. But even people in the multiverse often tend to have a negative reaction to his 'true' form.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Thus, he's stuck grumbling about the traffic and organics' backward technology. He's definitely not the patient type.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A seemingly endless trail of trailers stretches down the street, crawling painfully slow. Deeper in, intersections cross at every block, accompanied by traffic lights which seems to be the source of everyone's pain. Farther up ahead, police are moving about to hopefully mitigate this-but for Blurr, it doesn't look like relief isn't coming anywhere soon. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra walks by, passes Blurr, then stops suddenly. With a frown, she retraces her steps, walks by Blurr again, then stops a second time, turning to look at the hovercar. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She edges up to the curb and leans over, squinting at the vehicle as if to try and spot the driver. "...hello?" she says experimentally, figuring she must be mishearing things.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ugh, why oh why did Blurr decide to go -through- the city instead of around it? This was ridiculous. Not that today's cargo was all that time-sensitive, thank Primus (well if it were he would have just transformed and ran and tried not to step on anything), but he just -hates- waiting.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then, someone is 'helloing' at him, all of a sudden. Quickly, his holomatter avatar appears in the driver's seat--hopefully she didn't catch it materializing suddenly like that. It resembles a teen-aged boy. "Oh uh, hey." The avatar replies. "What's up?"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In this huge event known as Superbowl, there's definitely cause for Confederate interest. Disruption of celebration, opportunistic theft, graft and bribery, bookmaking...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then there's Kirikou. He just likes athletics and having a good time. There's no such celebration in his own world, so he's drawn to the biggest such festival he can find. Not for any nefarious purpose... just that he's heard of it and wants to check it out before anyone he knows might get the big idea to use the distraction as part of a scheme.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Of course he's not alone. The twins, seemingly everpresent except in battle, are two steps behind as he exits a shop, holding the door with one hand and an ice cream cone with the other. The twins, naturally, each have ice cream too and are holding each other's hands. He turns onto the street, glancing around, trying to decide what to check out next.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Traffic inches forward a foot, then abruptly stops again. Someone up ahead leans on their horn. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For Kyra, she sees a flicker of movement out of the corner of her eye and then-suddenly-she finally sees the 'driver' of the hovercar. She squints, swearing that she hadn't seen the kid before-but then again, the other explanation for the voices she heard coming from the car was just too silly ('maybe it was the car'). An embarassed look falls upon Kyra's hooded face. "Um..hi...I think your car looks cool, that's all." she says hastily. "But...uh.." <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra gestures at the hovering-ness of the vehicle, "Can't you take it up vertically and bypass this cluster? That's what I'd be doing if I was driving that." She half grins and steps back from the street. "Just a thought! Good luck!"<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The avatar grins at the compliment, because she just told Blurr he looked awesome. Which he definitely does. It's always nice to hear it from someone else, though, even a complete stranger. "Thanks! It is pretty cool." he says with a nod. "And thanks for the suggestion, but that might damage the other vehicles. Then I'd get in trouble, which I'd rather not." If he weren't worried about causing damage, well, he would've just gotten up and run.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou's about to turn back down the street, heading the other way, when he feels a tug. Looking down, he frowns, then looks in the indicated direction. He doesn't QUITE recognize the girl talking into that car, but the hood's kind of unmistakeable. And while he might be mistaken, there's at least one good way to find out if he's right.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou approaches, rather surreptitiously. As he's approaching from behind Kyra he's probably not terribly obvious to her at least, but he's fairly obvious to anyone else on the street and probably to the person in the car. And while he tries to look nonchalant, in case he's mistaken and it turns out this is just some random girl he doesn't know who'd consider him trouble, well, he's trying to look like he's not looking. Which, in itself, is pretty bloody blatant. Few things are as obvious as a teenage boy trying not to look like he's checking out a cute girl, even if that's not exactly what he's trying to do. Of course if it were known he was Kyra's enemy, his surreptitious approach may appear to be something else entirely!<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I dunno, seems like you might have enough room here." Kyra shrugs at the guy and leans back to look forward, ahead of the cars in front of Blurr. "Oh, looks like they're trying to set something up so those lights don't kill you. Um. Anyway, good luck getting to where you want to go!" None the wiser, Kyra gives the guy a pleasant wave. Much to his relief, it looks like she's backing off with his deception entirely intact. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though at the same time, she also seems entirely unaware of Kirikou's presence. Kyra doesn't depart just yet, pulling something out from beneath her hoodie-which turns out to be a pair of over the ear, expensive-looking earphones. Kyra pulls down the hood so she can fix these to her ears and thus block out any further instances of mistaken talking cars. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's no doubt to Kirikou now: that's definitely Kyra.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blurr is relieved when Kyra doesn't seem to be suspicious. The holomatter disappears once she turns her back, though the Autobot notices the strange man who seems to be trying to purposefully head the girl's way yet not look purposeful at the same time.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And doing an absolutely terrible job of it. Clearly the guy didn't have any kind of real training in that regard. He can't help but chuckle inwardly at it.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While not the most blatant of Confederates or of Death Academy students, Kirikou's not really suited for stealth and deception. It doesn't help that he's usually accompanied by a pair of children who, while silent, are about as unobtrusive as lit fireworks.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's the first time he's seen Kyra push her hood aside to don headphones. The first time her rather cool piercings are revealed to him. Still, in that moment he definitely recognizes her profile. Now that he KNOWS it's her, there's no need to fear approaching the wrong girl and coming off like some stalker creep or desperate ... teenager. He is, of course. A teenager that is, not desperate or a stalker.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When he calls out, it's casual, easygoing. "Kyra! That's you, huh? What're you doing here?" he asks cheerfully. He's not selfconscious at all, apparently. It's a contrast to his earlier behavior, but only because he looked like he was doing something wrong. In his own mind he was just exercising caution that's no longer needed.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A hand strays into one of Kyra's pockets and she seems to be moments away from switching on some sweet, sweet Mogstep when she hears someone call her name. Now that moment, though muffled by her earphones, she's pretty sure it was definitely someone calling her name. "Eh..?" she peels one of the headphones off and looks around, turning to find Kilik approaching her. There's a moment of recognition followed by a smile. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Hi Kilik!" she says cheerfully. "Me? Just heading to the Robot Master museum. Though if I known there was gonna be a huge football event here I would have picked a different weekend. What about you? Are you here for the football?" Moments after she's spilled her greeting and asked her question does her smile slowly lessen. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh. Um. That...who Union...Confederate thing. Um...how...much of a problem is that going to be?" she asks in a vague and extremely awkward tone.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After running a simple scan of the strange boy, Blurr determines that he's Confederate, which immediately raises suspicion. He continues to watch from the street, monitoring the situation closely in case the Fed has some kind of nasty surprise waiting to be revealed.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Heard there was a big party here this weekend." Kirikou confirms with a grin. "Not sure what Robot Master thingy's all about, but..." he pauses, shrugs. He doesn't really know football either. Museums don't sound all that much fun to him though. "You sure picked a bad time to show!" he says, laughing.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His laugh fades as Kyra's expression begins to go serious, and his brows furrow at the reason. "Huh? Well, if you want it to, I guess?" he says uncomfortably. "I'm not hiding it. I guess I thought you kinda knew when you two came to see Shibusen?" he says a little awkwardly. "But ... I guess you didn't." he finishes lamely. "We could end up fighting each other any time, I guess. I don't know if you're cool with that." he says. No, he doesn't look like he's getting ready to fight. Not afraid either, just uncomfortable. "Uh... so what about you? And Dominic?" he asks, peering towards the car, expecting to see Kyra's friend inside it.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sadly, it sounds like a museum is of interest to Kyra. She must be some kind of NERD. "It's a big football game so there's going to be lots of parties. I guess that would be fun to go to if I had some friends to go with! It'd be a matter of luring them over. Completely possible though she didn't know if any of them were too interested in football. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well...no, we didn't know. I kind of don't want it to be a problem. I mean it's like...no hard feelings and just business, right? You're a cool guy, Kilik." Kyra's definitely not ready to throw down herself, though given her particular skillset that might not be such a surprise. "Personally, I'd rather not have to fight you because you looked pretty fierce out there." She holds up her hands in a sort of surrendering gesture. "You'd kick my ass!" she laughs. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She lowers those hands and looks as Kilik peers towards the car. "I'd have to ask Dominic. Or maybe you should chat with him again sometime. He's not here with me right now-eheheh, and that's not my car."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It seems a bit odd to Blurr that Union and Fed are talking in such a friendly fashion, letting their guard down? Well it just wasn't something he was used to at all. It's not like he does that with Decepticons. In fact, it would be considered fraternizing with the enemy. So this is definitely weird to him. But it's probably weird to them, especially Kyra as she glances back at the car, that now the driver whom she'd been talking to only a moment ago appears to no longer be there.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And actually, there is -no one- in the car any more.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou has friends who are nerds. One who even named himself after a dictionary. There's nothing inherently wrong with nerds, not to him. Especially nerds who don't let their nerdiness stop them from taking a stand against the bad guys. Of course some would call HIM one of those bad guys... but that's just something he has to live with.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou can see that it's not Dominic in the car. Definitely puzzling... there seems to be NO ONE in the car. That's just plain weird, but not so weird that he decides he has to do anything about it.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well then, no hard feelings!" Kirikou says. He even relaxes somewhat when Kyra laughs. And yes, part of that's because a girl called him fierce. He's not immune to a little ego-stroking. But he does seem friendly, yeah. No sign of hostility, and none of weapons to anyone who doesn't realize the children behind him are his weapons. Of course that's fairly common knowledge to the Multiverse by now, thanks to numerous battles and the WMAT. "I'm not here to fight, and I've got a few friends who also happen to be with the Union. As long as everyone understands that battle and personal are different, I don't see a problem!" he claims, shrugging. "Though... uh, I mean I DID tell you I killed people, right? For Lord Death?" he asks, reaching up to scratch his cornrowed head in puzzlement. In point of fact he hadn't said 'people'. He'd said 'monsters'. "I honestly wasn't tryin' to hide who I was and what I did. But it surprised me when I found out you were part of that Light... whatever club thing."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra frowns. Where'd the driver go? There was one there just a second ago. She takes a moment to lean towards the car and peer inside, then look through it out the window. "...wow, I guess that guy wanted to ragequit the traffic after all. Looks like he just left his car here running. That's just going to make the backup worse." She sighs, then turns back to Kilik. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Well, yeah, I remember that. I figured it was just part of the missions you had to do for Death Academy. You know, for your 'tuition'. And I'm pretty sure you said monsters. I mean...it's not a big deal, it's not like I straight up asked 'hey are you a member of the Confederates', right?" <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She brightens a little. "Light Warriors. You've heard of us? Yeah, most of the members are also Union-allied but...not all of them." Mirelle comes to mind which actually bothered her a little. Kyra had been under the impression that the club was an all-in thing else she might have tried to avoid the giant military-esque superfaction.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blurr curses inwardly. Oh, slag.. he'd been so focused on watching the Fed that he hadn't noticed Kyra look back his way. Oh what to do now? He wasn't supposed to let anyone know he was here. So he follows through on Kyra's assumption that the driver had 'ragequit', and just sits there, continuing to block traffic.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...Which doesn't make people very happy. Lots of horns go off, and several angry drivers start shouting as well.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"'EY! What's the problem?! Get moving the light's green!" Someone shouts indignantly.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...Great.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's all in the way you think of them. 'Monsters', when Kirikou's trying to be a decent guy and not scare people. 'People' when... well, at other times. He looks a bit sheepish. "People who're monsters." he clarifies. "Or maybe more like monsters who were people. The Union'd hunt 'em down too... Difference is a lot of them wouldn't try to kill." he says. And... yes, he sounds rather disgusted. As if the idea of offering monsters mercy is appalling.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's a bit of an awkward topic. Even Kirikou recognizes that. Grasping for something else, he gestures to the car. "Well, people're getting pissed. If your friend took off, he's a jerk leaving the car running in this kind of traffic. Why don't we pull the car off the road so people can get around it? It's still running, right? Easier than pushing it." he grins.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh. Huh. Uh..yeah, it does work a little differently on your world, doesn't?" Kyra had heard that some places had a high person to monster (of the literal kind that Kyra knows) transformation rate. Kilik's was one of them, right? When someone started getting a taste for souls, they'd hit that downward spiral and bam. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She taps her finger to her chin, "That seems to be the case with a bunch of them, I agree. Not all...D comes to mind. And-" A honked horn interrupts her thoughts and she notices that people behind the now-immobile car are starting to get angry. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"The guy in that car wasn't my friend. I didn't even know his name." Kyra shrugs, "But that's a good idea. We should get the car out of the way-c'mon, Kilik." <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra steps out into the street and starts poking around to find some kind of release latch on the hoovercar to get into the "cockpit." Maybe she has misunderstood the whole pulling thing Kilik mentioned but it looks like she has every intention of driving it somewhere. She also doesn't seem to care that this probably counts as grand theft auto. "We'll just find a place to park it illegally so it'll get towed and the guy that abandoned it can deal with the consequences. It's not fair for him to hold up traffic like this."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Isn't it weird how in some worlds, dead people don't leave shining soul fragments, and don't have their own souls vividly tainted by devouring the souls of the innocent? It's one of those oddities Kirikou's had to get used to. In his world, it makes things very black and white. You've got monsters, and you got people who kill monsters.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;D is... a very special case. "You don't know D." he says, sounding more regretful than anything. "D was merciful once. He trusted, and spared lives when he didn't need to kill. Then he got betrayed." Kirikou says. And by the tone of the boy's voice... he was there. And probably he was directly involved. He sounds regretful rather than morose, but still.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He's only cheered up by Kyra's suggestion. "Door can't be locked, not if the car's still running." he points out, moving around to the passenger side. He could drive of course, even if he's underage, but figures Kyra's probably licensed. No need to assert himself here like a jerk and try to do things she can handle just fine. "And if it IS locked, a little broken glass is better than the car running dry and blocking traffic the whole time. And the cops coming to haul it away." he adds reasonably, cracking his knuckles with a grin that's somewhat less than reasonable.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Ugh. Ugh. Uuughhh...<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This was the most frustrating thing that has happened to Blurr this decacycle. Seriously. These -people-. Why won't they just leave him alone! He is half-tempted to just blow cover and run away, but with this kind of traffic and how crowded the streets are, he's bound to step on someone by accident. Or some valuable piece of property or something.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Well, he supposes, he can let them do what they're saying they'll do. Then maybe they'll leave him alone. So yes, the doors unlock. They were locked before, but suddenly they unlock, strangely enough.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Betrayed...?" Kyra's...curious. She wants to ask more and she seems like she wants to ask Kilik since it sounds like he knows. D hasn't exactly been a very talkative or friendly person to her lately, even brushing off her concerns of finding a proper way to heal him. "That's...sad to hear, I guess." <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She tries the door to the hovercar and frowns. "Huh, it seems locked. You might have to punch a window in." She glances to him, catching that grin, and realizing that he'd enjoy that. But all the sudden-click. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh." Kyra pulls the door open. "Nevermind, false alarm!" Kyra pushes her way into the driver's seat and starts to look around. It does seem like she knows how to drive though she doesn't seem to be immediately familiar with the layout of this car. Wiggling her fingers, she takes the wheel and tries to put it in drive, pulling on the first thing she sees that looks like a gear shift.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou and the Twins pile into the car. Fire and Thunder are enthusiastic, though perhaps eerily silent as they scramble through the door Kirikou opens and then into the back between the seats. And Kirikou's not really a destructive vandal or anything. He just likes karmic payback, and knocking in a window on a car left to idle in Superbowl traffic strikes him as very karmic indeed.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His expression gets a little bit worried when he sees Kyra fumbling around with the driving bits. "You HAVE driven a car before right?" he asks, wondering if perhaps he just signed a death warrant for himself and the twins. Not that he thinks she'd deliberately kill them. It's just the intense possibility of an accident that has him concerned.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The car is certainly not your typical Ford. It's very fancy, perhaps this guy had it custom made, or something. The inside is also extremely immaculate, as if it were brand new and no one had ever even touched it. But Kyra seems to get the right idea, and the transmission shifts as she pulls the lever, and as it shifts the vehicle lifts slightly higher off of the road than before.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It handles like a dream. Better than any car she's ever driven before. Is it even -possible- for a car to handle that well? Maybe she can even do what she'd suggested to the 'driver' before...to drive on top of the rest of the cars, since it is a hovercraft, at all.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Of course I have!" Kyra sounds slightly offended and very defensive. "Just not THIS car in particular. The controls are a little different. I don't ride chocobo all the time." <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Fortunately for everyone involved, Kyra does not drive cars like she cooks. She's a reasonable, if a little aggressive now that she's in traffic, driver. "...hmmmm." She hums thoughtfully and pushes the gear shift a little more to see how much air she can get off of this hovercar. "I'm going to drive over the traffic. It IS a hovercar after all." Yes, it looks like she'll do just that before something awful happens and she gets tempted to take the hovercar for a joyride through the air. "Damn, this is a smooth ride. It's like piloting a cloud."<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou raises his hands, palms open in an obvious hands-off gesture. "Okay!" he agrees, defensively. No doubt sounding like he thinks Kyra was perhaps a bit too touchy. Feelings, at least non-warrior feelings, aren't his strong point.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He does seem to appreciate the driving however. Not to mention the car. "Hey, this IS pretty cool. I got to get me one of these." he notes, grinning. "Y'know, we COULD take it for a spin before we park it back around here somewhere..." he suggests, a glint of mischief behind his glasses.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Up, up, the hoverspeeder goes, and soon they are indeed riding on top of the other cars. And dang, it's -fun-. It is almost just like riding on a cloud! So light, and so versatile! As for Blurr, he just lets them do their thing...in hopes that they'll eventually leave him alone. After all if the other cars get damaged he can at least blame them and say he was trying to maintain his cover.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...And speaking of damaging the other cars, well. He'd been right about that. They may or may not notice that the tops of the cars they are riding over bend and buckle as they pass over from the heat of the upward thrusters. Well they'd better hope those people have good insurance.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Damn straight she was touchy! Of all the things she couldn't do, driving was not one of them. She seems to calm down when he concedes to leave his life in her hands. Besides, if they do wreck, she's a white mage. She can heal him. Barring something super, super bad. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"...we could. I wonder just how high this thing can get. Though if it works like Float does-" which seems to be the case. A hovercar isn't exactly a /flying/ car. "-I don't think we can get it that high-hmm, let's see if we can get away from this gridlock." She hears the noises beneath and looks up in the rear view mirror. "...ooh. Uh oh. Okay, so cars cannot support a hovercar." Kyra makes a face and makes the car speed up, perhaps to minimize the damage being done and perhaps to get the heck away from the cars that were damaged. OOPS.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Cars are designed to take a certain amount of force from 'above' and not risk harm to the occupants. That's why Kirikou doesn't freak out at the blare of horns and stuff. At least no one's actually being hurt. A little denting in the roof's not actually hurting anyone, so no big deal!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, might be a good idea to put the car down sooner rather than later. Joyriding is one thing. Smashing up cars while doing so... well, that's not really Kilik's sort of thrill. He shrugs it off though, glancing back at the twins before looking to Kyra and shrugging. "I won't tell the Union if you don't?" he suggests conspiratorially, smirking.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, Kyra wants Blurr to go faster? Well of course he can go faster! -Much- faster! In fact, as soon as she begins pressing down on the accelerator--<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;ZOOM!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The vehicle bursts forward in an explosion of speed, quickly breaking the sound barrier and leaving a sonic boom in its wake. Which shatters glass and knocks street lamps and power lines over for quite a distance around. This -definitely- doesn't make the denizens of Urbania happy, although they don't really have much time to say anything to the two, or even figure out just -who- was responsible, because they are far out of the city before long. And oh, the G-forces push hard...though thankfully not so hard that any of them turn into human pancakes.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though she's not HURTING anyone, Kyra's a little not okay with breaking other people's stuff like that. "Tell the Union what?" Kyra responds to Kilik with a grin on her face. "Last I checked I was doing a good deed." She tries to accelerate. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"WAH!" she cries out. It works a little too well and Kyra finds herself plastered against the seat, unable to move for those few moments, though not being crushed. There's an expression of surprise on her frozen face. "...definitely...not telling the Union." she eeks out as they ZOOM out of town.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Oh SHIIIT!" Kirikou cries out as they rocket forward. The Twins, for their part, actually do manage to wail a little. They don't vocalize, but they CAN produce some sound. They're okay, but they're sitting in the back seat clinging to each other like ... well, like kids in a crashing airplane.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"What the hell are you doing?!" Kirikou demands, his voice a mixture of scared, exhilarated and angry. "No way we can go put this car back now! They'll have every cop in the city looking for us!" he claims. "... So much for the robot museum huh?" he asks, looking sidelong at Kyra and cracking a sudden grin.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:492|Blurr (492)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once they're a good long distance out of town, Blurr veers sharply off of the road suddenly, a maneuver quite impossible for any human driver. Centrifugal force has him riding sideways now, and the doors flip open, effectively dumping the kids unceremoniously out onto the ground.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as that's done, the Autobot's chassis unfolds, flipping outward and upward in a series of mechanical plates shifting and gears turning. He grumbles audibly and glares at them indignantly. "Thanks, guys. -THANKS-." is all he says, before he zooms off again at that incredible speed.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Shit shit shit!! I didn't mean for it to go THAT fast!!" Kyra exclaims, realizing that Kilik is right. It sure as hell looks like she just stole a car and fled the city with it. "We'll just dump it out here and leave, they'll find it eventually, right?" She reaches for the wheel, about to turn the car around and hit the breaks, looking for a spot to land when suddenly THE CAR ACTS ON ITS OWN. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra falls out of the opened door, faceplanting onto the ground, with Kilik no doubt falling in afterwards. If she's unlucky, on /top/ of her. She starts to pick herself up and witnesses the hovercar transform and talk to them. <br /> <br /> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kyra has nothing to say, she just kind of lies there gaping.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:127|Kirikou (127)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kirikou gets ejected from the car, and so do the twins. Fortunately the kids are kids, and so lack the mass to be hurt from a tumble. And Kirikou is himself; too tough to be more than shaken and maybe bruised a little.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He pulls himself up, breathing hard, and checks on Fire and Thunder first of all. The twins are fine though, and he finally glances over at Kyra. "Girl, you musta drove me crazy!" he says, grinning slightly. "Because I think I just saw a car turn into a robot and get pissed at us for stealing it!" he adds. "I mean seriously. The hell was that?" he adds, reaching back to rub ineffectually at a sore shoulder blade.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:626|Kyra Hyral (626)}} has posed:'''<br><span></span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"I...I don't know." Kyra finally says as she stands, her face bright red. She grabs the edges of her hoodie and pulls the hood back up over her head. "I seriously have no idea!"<br> <br>


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