[ Cloud looks so handsome up close. Beauty associated with glowing blue eyes, so full of heroics, so warm as they stare back at her. She could fall in love with him, the same way she would with everyone else in Lunatia, the moment they ever so slightly stare at her the way he is right now, blushing in such lovely manner. Her thumb distractedly brushes his bottom lip. Suddenly she regrets ending the kiss. ]
That is correct! My skill comes in handy, even though horses are my main specialty.
[ With evident reluctance, Marie separates completely from Cloud when he stands up, but the idea of getting on a small trip through the city with him reassures her that they're not about to part ways anytime soon. One last look at the precious crystal horse statue, before she's led outside, where his shiny and powerful-looking vehicle has been parked in wait. ]
My, what an amazing steed you have... my hands are aching to hold its handlebars already!
[ That's just the thing about Moonlacing. Something that he learned very early on. Embarrassing for some out of the blue, undeniable pleasant in feeling, and even worse to have to give up. So he feels the same way when she ends the kiss when she does. It's only because of how used he's gotten to the way things tend to work in this world that Cloud was able to keep his composure as well as he did. ...even if the fact that he was with Marie made it all the more harder to let go.
Seeing her face light up at the sight of Sköll's jet black and crimson finish is enough to put an amused smile on his face however, stepping up to the sizeable machine. Marie may be taking the handlebars on this one, but that didn't mean he wasn't about to show off his new pride and joy. The old man and his niece did a good job on this custom build. ]
Knock yourself out. [ His hand rests along the back of the seat, long enough while curving up the back to accommodate two people with ease. One thing was for certain. This planet would definitely encourage having a partner for this for the Chroma share along. Unlimited Ride Works ] If it's anything like Fenrir back home, it should be able to hit speeds of up to 400 kilometres per hour. It's even got a hip-controlled steering mechanic in case you need your hands free.
[ Odd to anyone else as far as specs go. But for Cloud? He's got plenty of experience fighting on and off his bike via high speed chases. ]
[ Motorcycles were never a thing in her century, for obvious reasons, but the Riding skill allows her to discard any awkward relation with modern times and ride any vehicle with the ease of a professional. Dragons are the only exception, though she improved a little in that area thanks to the dragon child she took care of last summer. Françoise will still be missed; Marie still thinks of her oftentimes.
When Cloud gives her the permission she needed, the Queen rightfully takes her place at the front, hopping on Sköll with delicate agility. Her white dress flutters along, hunching up a little below her thighs once she takes her seat. She's supposed to wear a helmet, but having ridden a crystal horse for so long without any need of protection, she won't even consider the option. ]
Oh, dear... it looks even larger now that I'm on it.
[ Strange wording aside, her hands touch the handlebars while she studies the commands and listens to his instructions. The bit about its speed has her round her lips in marvel. ]
I would not be intentioned to reach that speed, as I would not like to put any innocent citizen in danger... but I am now eager to start! [ She looks behind her, smiling at him. ] Hop on...! It is what people say, right?
[ Cloud has to see this for himself to believe it. Beyond the fact that he genuinely trusts Marie with his life (they've come this far together as Master & Servant, and she's even protected him at his most hurt on Iris), lending her his motorcycle was practically second nature to him. Weiss made him (or rather, implied he should) get helmets for his bike for others riding, but it seems like that notion flies out the window for these two. He's seen her riding upon the crystalline horse before.
She'll be fiiine. When she straddles the massive machine without a single hitch, admiring it beneath her as her lips round with a sense of wonder, he has to resist whistling. The kind of whistle that implies being impressed, that is. fkdsja Marie does look nice on a bike. ]
Mm. I had a feeling you'd be able to handle it.
[ The strange wording flies over his head. kdfjas When she looks behind her to smile at him so brightly, he looks down to her with a broader gaze, smiling as he softly shakes his head. This girl... ]
You got it.
[ Both the saying and her command. Cloud's not used to riding in the back. And he'll have to do his damnest to concentrate/pretend that he's the one at the controls even though he's surrendering the reins to her entirely. Would he get motion sickness like this? Let's hope not. It's his bike! His weight is added behind her, the seat leaving plenty of room for the two of them as he slides in against her back. She may be strong as a Servant, but he still doesn't want to burden her with his weight entirely. ]
Alright... [ His arms slide around her waist as he leans in behind her ear. ] Take it away, Marie.
[ With the seat offering so much space for two people, Marie doesn't have a problem lifting her hips a little to get herself more comfortable. Her short height forces her to reach out a bit farther, stretching her arms out, but it's nothing she's not one hundred percent confident getting used to.
It's like riding a horse, but instead of hearing its cries there's humming and roaring of engines. The difference won't affect her performance.
His arms are around her, and Marie feels like he's trusting her with his life. She better give a worth to Master's faith in her. After Cloud speaks in her ear, the Rider won't wait a minute longer before she revvs the bike on and brightly announces, ]
Prêt à partir!
[ Before it starts, on a gradually paced speed, wheels crunching against the asphalt as Marie maneuvers them out of the apartment and into the core of the city.
What an adventure, this birthday of hers has been so far. ]
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That is correct! My skill comes in handy, even though horses are my main specialty.
[ With evident reluctance, Marie separates completely from Cloud when he stands up, but the idea of getting on a small trip through the city with him reassures her that they're not about to part ways anytime soon. One last look at the precious crystal horse statue, before she's led outside, where his shiny and powerful-looking vehicle has been parked in wait. ]
My, what an amazing steed you have... my hands are aching to hold its handlebars already!
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Seeing her face light up at the sight of Sköll's jet black and crimson finish is enough to put an amused smile on his face however, stepping up to the sizeable machine. Marie may be taking the handlebars on this one, but that didn't mean he wasn't about to show off his new pride and joy. The old man and his niece did a good job on this custom build. ]
Knock yourself out. [ His hand rests along the back of the seat, long enough while curving up the back to accommodate two people with ease. One thing was for certain. This planet would definitely encourage having a partner for this for the Chroma share along.
Unlimited Ride Works] If it's anything like Fenrir back home, it should be able to hit speeds of up to 400 kilometres per hour. It's even got a hip-controlled steering mechanic in case you need your hands free.[ Odd to anyone else as far as specs go. But for Cloud? He's got plenty of experience fighting on and off his bike via high speed chases. ]
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When Cloud gives her the permission she needed, the Queen rightfully takes her place at the front, hopping on Sköll with delicate agility. Her white dress flutters along, hunching up a little below her thighs once she takes her seat. She's supposed to wear a helmet, but having ridden a crystal horse for so long without any need of protection, she won't even consider the option. ]
Oh, dear... it looks even larger now that I'm on it.
[ Strange wording aside, her hands touch the handlebars while she studies the commands and listens to his instructions. The bit about its speed has her round her lips in marvel. ]
I would not be intentioned to reach that speed, as I would not like to put any innocent citizen in danger... but I am now eager to start! [ She looks behind her, smiling at him. ] Hop on...! It is what people say, right?
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She'll be fiiine. When she straddles the massive machine without a single hitch, admiring it beneath her as her lips round with a sense of wonder, he has to resist whistling. The kind of whistle that implies being impressed, that is. fkdsja
Marie does look nice on a bike.]Mm. I had a feeling you'd be able to handle it.
[ The strange wording flies over his head. kdfjas When she looks behind her to smile at him so brightly, he looks down to her with a broader gaze, smiling as he softly shakes his head. This girl... ]
You got it.
[ Both the saying and her command. Cloud's not used to riding in the back. And he'll have to do his damnest to concentrate/pretend that he's the one at the controls even though he's surrendering the reins to her entirely. Would he get motion sickness like this? Let's hope not. It's his bike! His weight is added behind her, the seat leaving plenty of room for the two of them as he slides in against her back. She may be strong as a Servant, but he still doesn't want to burden her with his weight entirely. ]
Alright... [ His arms slide around her waist as he leans in behind her ear. ] Take it away, Marie.
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It's like riding a horse, but instead of hearing its cries there's humming and roaring of engines. The difference won't affect her performance.
His arms are around her, and Marie feels like he's trusting her with his life. She better give a worth to Master's faith in her. After Cloud speaks in her ear, the Rider won't wait a minute longer before she revvs the bike on and brightly announces, ]
Prêt à partir!
[ Before it starts, on a gradually paced speed, wheels crunching against the asphalt as Marie maneuvers them out of the apartment and into the core of the city.
What an adventure, this birthday of hers has been so far. ]