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you home?

maybe, maybe not.

you planning to make it worth my time?

[ Someone's already putting on their goggles. She can't hear it. But the engine's coming to life. ]

Be outside in 10 minutes.

[ That's all he's going to say. ]

oh youre on, golden boy.

[ Sure enough, she'll be hanging out in front of the apartment block. No red dress in sight though - if they're gonna go full biker gang, it just makes sense to look the part.
Including a Rambo-style headband. Because fuck you, that's why. ]

[ And indeed, in about 8 minutes time, the telltale sound of an engine rumbling (though far more smoother in comparison due to it running on Chroma over actual fuel) can be heard in the distance. Sure enough, Cloud's rolling up on his new ride. And he doesn't look shy about the way he's leaning down to really get a feel for it. ]

Uh...?

[ He wasn't expecting her to be in her red dress. But Cloud didn't expect her to come rolling out looking like some slum biker gang member either. The headband's new too. As Sköll comes to a rolling stop, the blond sits upright as he lifts his goggle shades atop his head. ]

That's a new look.

[ Wait. He's supposed to be stern and pissed and cocky. ]

What, this? Just something I threw on last minute.

[ SLUM BIKER wow excuse the hell outta you. He's lucky that's not an audible thought or she'd be suitably offended as heckie.

As for the bike...

...damn is this thing just begging to be ~~stolen~~ shown a good time. Judging from how Panty lets her fingers trail along Sköll's side as she invites herself to mount up behind Cloud, he should probably keep a close eye on the keys from now on.
And, since she's clearly got to wrap her arms around his waist to hang on (like a large, hungry, and overly affectionate boa constrictor), she can lean over his shoulder juuuust close enough to be uncomfortable. ]

All right, bigshot. Let's see if you dragged me out here for nothing.

[ That finger trail was harmless. And he's not about to baby the hell out of this machine. If what the old man and his niece said was true, it'd take a lot to leave a dent or mark on it. He's used to riding with others, even if it's more uncommon, so when Panty mounts the bike behind him, he rolls his shoulders once to get comfortable.

Under normal circumstances, having someone slide up to his back and wrap their arms around his waist would have been normal. If anything, it's a nostalgic feeling now that he's got a powerful machine beneath him again. Cloud just didn't factor for the truth that contact meant Chroma building up. And that meant Panty's little attempt to be uncomfortable by leaning over his shoulder? Was just a little more effective. ]

A-Ah...

[ ... for about maybe two to three seconds when he suddenly starts revving the engine. ]

Better not let go.

[ And while Cloud doesn't punch it right out the gate (gotta take things smoothly after all!), Sköll is accelerating at a smooth yet rapidly building pace. They haven't hit any more open roads as of yet. Gotta get clear of downtown before they can really get started. For now, enjoy the ride! ]

[ Oh boy so she might get some entertainment out of this after all!
Which is... frankly, bad news for Cloud. Because when Panty gets bored, AWFUL THINGS HAPPEN.

Firstly, what's with this 'starting slow' bullshit, huh? It's like he actually cares about not breaking traffic laws or forcing scrubs off the road or something. What a weenie.
~~Speaking of weenies~~ ]

Guess I better find somewhere to hold on then, huh?

[ Should he be suspicious of how innocuous her tone of voice has suddenly shifted? Yes. Would it be in his best interests to be more specific about where she should be keeping her hands? YES.
Because one of her them is gonna just drift on down to his thigh and just... hang out for a while. Sup. Nothing suspicious going on here, no sir. ]

[ Cloud should have honestly known better. Granted, this is his pride as someone whose confident in his skills on the line. The blond's intentions are to not go blowing through crowded streets. Of course, it's the early evening, so traffic seems to be dying down a little anyway. ]

Uh?

[ It's true. He really should have been more specific. Because the second he feels that hand of hers on his thigh, his lower body tenses up for a moment. Lip forming a tighter line, whatever noise of annoyance he makes in his throat dies beneath the sound of his bike's engine. Speaking of his bike... ]

!

[ Now that they've hit a stretch of open road? Cloud cranks up the speed. Sköll is a smoother ride than Fenrir, more based upon the fact it relies on Chroma over fuel. Matter of fact, the contact that Cloud and Panty have right now? Could effectively continuously fuel the machine. And that's when the tires start squealing as they suddenly take a very sharp turn.

Hope you're holding on real tight, Panty. Because that black and red machine is hugging towards the ground real close before they start roaring their way down another city road. But that's nothing. ]

[ The unspoken ~~threat~~ tradeoff should be pretty clear: slow down enough that she loses interest, those hands are gonna wander more than a little. And the best way to combat that is to keep her attention elsewhere.
At least on the upside the increase in Chroma flow might be worth the annoyance of having her constantly pestering him. Maybe. Possibly.

Admittedly, she's not entirely prepared for that sudden sharp turn, having grown a little complacent with the smooth acceleration and lack of general carnage. He'll get a sharp sting of her nails biting into his thigh and her arm around his middle suddenly going from loose and relaxed to tense as a bowstring while she wrangles her balance under control --

...after which she may or may not have a grudging smile on her face. Just a little. You cheeky asshole. ]

I thought you said this thing was a serious bike? [ Both arms are back up to around his waist, by the way. You're welcome. ] You can do better than that.

[ And this will be Panty leaning in nice and close so she can speak in his ear without the wind noise or roar of the motorcycle getting in the way - or so she'll claim. That purr is anything but innocent. ]

Faster.

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[ It's only the first day of Sanguis. And Panty's absolutely bringing out the ~~worst~~ competitive side of him. The side of him that was ready to back up what he claims. Sometimes words weren't enough. something something "words aren't the only way-"

So when he can feel Panty's balance teetering just slightly behind him with that sharp dig of her nails in his thigh (which do sting a little mind), it's overridden by a subtle sense of satisfaction he feels. It was clear that she was underestimating him. It's something the two of them continuously did back and forth to each other, ever since they became unwilling roommates. Granted, he says unwilling...but he'd likely fail a lie detector test if he said he hadn't become accustomed to her in some way.

Having a literal angel with the libido of a devil (figuratively speaking) certainly kept him on his toes. This back and forth game of theirs? Unlikely to end anytime soon either. ]

Hmph.

[ As for her request? Anything but innocent? He'll indulge her this one time. If only to stick to his guns and get his point across. She wanted faster? ]

Let's see what you've got, Sköll.

[ She'd get faster. It was a fine time to point out that Sköll's top speed? Likely never to be reached within the city, even here in Middle Lunatia where it wasn't quite as bustling as the upper level. But with the way he weaves between other vehicles, takes corners sharply while maintaining perfect balance...

Even intentionally spinning out, his clutch on the handles tightening as the machine roars, tires squealing beneath them. It shouldn't be possible, but this bike was riding at ridiculous speeds, even while backwards. Pulling on the front of the motorcycle, the two right themselves as he cranks the throttle, so fast that as they blow past everything, it almost feels like the wind would break around them.

His inhuman reflexes ensured that they were safe, and that they wouldn't dare hit anyone on the road.

...that being said, it did little for the hefty gusts that accompany them as they blow past civilians on the sidewalks. One person in particular... ]

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Hey!

[ As loud as this particular person's exclamation may be, though, it's still something that could easily be swept away with the wind. And she sure as hell was enjoying that cup of fro-yo that's now on the ground!

There's something familiar about what just happened, though. Not because it's happened before, but the trail of colours that quickly went by were familiar. She's definitely seen those before.

The moment it registers to her, her instinct is to run and chase after him. She's totally unaware that there's somebody else with Cloud at this time, but it's not like it's important to her right now, anyway. More like she's keen on getting a new cup of fro-yo first.
And that's how the street gets lined with white Glyphs at first, with her running over one after the other, pushing her forward all the more and making her run faster. Eventually, when it looks like she can't catch up with just her legs, out comes a large hornet-like creature, glowing in blue and white. She hops on quickly and it flies just as quickly as an airship can to catch up.

This is a car chase now. ]

Get back here!

[ Now this is more like it!
For all the inhuman, physics-breaking stunts he's throwing out, Panty's hollering and jeering at the other cars blurring by is definitely not the kind of reaction one might expect from an average Jane. But hey! How many times has she or Stocking done similar stuff with a far bulkier vehicle?

All the damn time, that's what. No wonder she's not phased in the slightest.

Well. Sorta. Up until that telltale prickle of 'hey, pay attention, asshole - something's up' starts tingling at the back of her neck. It's mostly idle curiosity that has her glancing back over her shoulder, squinting against the wind and her own hair more or less whipping her right in the damn face. A ponytail might've been smarter, in hindsight.

Is that...? ]

HA! Damn, you've got some competition!

[ Sup Weiss. You know what Panty thinks of your fro-yo's heroic and untimely sacrifice?
Because she's is either a) pretty confident in adapting to whatever shenanigans Cloud has planned or b) the usual level of fucks given is in play (0), she's gonna shift her grip in favour of getting a secure fistful of his knit top between his shoulderblades with one hand instead, stand up with somewhat precarious balance on the passenger pegs, and... ]

SUCK IT!

[ Well. Nobody can say this isn't kind of expected from her. ]

[ What a thrill! Off the back of proving Panty wrong, Cloud finds a thrill in being able to chase these high speeds again. Especially when he's at the helm. Otherwise he suffers from motion sickness. Even the angel's hooting and hollering behind him as she's practically losing her shit with excitement was getting him into the swing of things. Well good. Why stop a good thing? ]

?!

[ How about the sound of a familiar voice calling out from behind them, giving chase? That does a well enough job of sobering him up out of the high he's on. If only because of the conversation he had with her literally about...oh, less than an hour ago?! When Cloud looks up over his shoulder towards the large hornet-like creature giving chase after them, the swordsman might have actually opened the side compartments and drawn a blade; luckily (or not so luckily), Weiss' presence was enough to quell that notion. She wouldn't think about attacking them, would she? ]

Shit-! [ It's one thing to get caught speeding like nobody's business (he had control. that didn't make it right.) but...she's about to give him crap for not having a helmet either. NEITHER ONE OF THEM HAD HELMETS ON. Well, playtime is over and it's about time Cloud probably slowed things down before they made things worse and- ]

Panty what are you-?!

[ PANTY. GET THE FUCK DOWN. ]

Are you serious?!

[ Oh god. Now he just feels hot with shame. He almost wants to attempt to keep running at this point. He probably could if he wanted to. But for arguably the first time in his life he's not saying "fuck the police" and instead prepares himself to get fucked by the police. Even if it came in the form of a fro-yoless, hornet riding ~~tsundere~~ ice queen. So as they pull away from the busy streets, Weiss will find Sköll's engine getting lighter and lighter. Whether Panty's given up where she stands like an idiot or not, he's...

Sigh. He's pulling over. His face is red by the time they stop and he's just leaning forward in his seat while trying not to facepalm so hard. ]

[ WHAT THE HELL, CLOUD. You disappoint her. Really?! You're gonna roll over just like that? ]

The fuck are you doing?! Did I say to slow down?

[ Ohhhhhhhhhhhh man she's mad now. And you know what that means...

It means Panty, being the fine upstanding citizen she is that would absolutely in no way antagonize the Space Police™, takes one look at this whole situation and makes the executive decision to bail. Fortunately an upside of wearing mostly black is the fact she'll blend right in while (silently) hopping off the bike while it's still in motion and just use that momentum to skid sideways into an alley like it ain't no thang.

Smooooooth as silk.

...really tho what a team player.
Bye, Felicia. She's walking her ass back home and salvaging the night with many, many bottles of beer. ]

[ Cloud will rat on Panty later on, so Weiss lets her go. And it's not like she can split into two and chase them both, anyway... Whatever.

And with Cloud slowing down to a halt, she hops off the Queen Lancer, unsummons it, and literally stands there with a hand on her hip.

Is she mad about him speeding? Yes. Is she mad about him not wearing a helmet? Yes. But she's more mad that her cup of fro-yo ended up on the sidewalk and she hasn't even had a single bite out of it. Those poor blueberries...

And, let's be real. He's seen this look. He's going to need to explain or at least apologise while she hasn't gone off on him yet. ]

She's got us, you kidding m--what are you--

[ And there Panty goes. While the bike is still in motion. If he didn't know how durable she was (and that she was a literal angel), Cloud might have actually reached back to catch her before she could hit the ground. But there she goes. Yeeting herself into the abyss that is a dark alleyway and out of sight. She bailed on him. ]

Where are you going...?!

[ Don't leave him here by himself when you're just as much to blame!! ... And now there's Weiss, hopping off the Queen Lancer. And she looks rather nonplussed. He's seen this look. He's well aware of this look. Cloud's been on the cringing end of it before she's even raised her voice. The look that screams "I'm not mad, I'm disappointed."? That's Weiss right now. ...'cept she's also mad. ]

................

...........

[ There's no real way of explaining "She called my riding shitty so I wanted to prove her wrong" without sounding stupid, so, ]

I'm really sorry.

Are you?! Or are you more sorry that you got caught?

[ If not her, someone else would have seen it for sure. Though she's also bothered by the fact that no one else was chasing after him despite how fast he was going.

At the very least, Weiss isn't going to pretend that she's superior to him or whatever. Her Moon Knight duties don't even cover chasing after people with speed violations. She's not a traffic cop. Her area is more in defence and safety. So, what she says next may end up being an unexpected thing. ]

I just bought yoghurt and it got swept away when you passed me!

[ As mature as Weiss may act at times, she is also still just a kid... ]

Uhh...

[ Column A and Column B? Cloud scratches the back of his head, deciding that silence was gold. At least, for however long he can maintain that silence before he had to speak up again. Just when he's about to? She's already lamenting the loss of her frozen yoghurt. ]

What? [ So, besides her duties...she was most upset over the fact that he spilt her treat? And after all that talk and warning about wearing a helmet while riding too... Well, since she caught him redhanded and Cloud wasn't going anywhere for a while... He peers over her shoulder (not hard to do but shh) back towards downtown where the chase began. ]

... ..... I can get you a new one.

[ Does this all completely boil down to frozen yoghurt? Did Panty skedaddle and leave Cloud to fend for himself all because of a dessert? Did Weiss just yell at him because of her favourite food of all time?

Yes to all those questions. It's pretty non-sensical, when you think about it. ]

Not just "can". You'd better!

[ But now it just sounds way too petty. Does Weiss care? Not usually. Were it someone else, she wouldn't care, but it's. . . Cloud. She has a soft spot for dorks. ]

Or I'm going to have to file a report and take your license.

[ There. This is definitely showing her soft spot by being considerate of his record in Lunatia. Wait - does Cloud even have a license????????? ]

[ Did this all boil down to frozen yoghurt? Yes. Did Cloud take his roommate for an impromptu joyride in a bid to shut her up? Yes. Has Cloud been turned into a frog before? Yes.

Life was non-sensical. And that's exactly what made these days worth seeing through. ...even if it meant being on the receiving end of her pouting. ]

...

[ The feeling was mutual, in a way. This was normally the time where he would have shrugged, apologized tersely and left it at that. But it's Weiss. And...damn it. While it's not in his verbal vocabulary (yet), her pouting and getting mad was...actually cute. He sighs and shakes his head. And while he doesn't quite smile, his expression does soften a little bit like he's admitting defeat. ]

Well we can't have that. [ The engine rumbles more softly now that he's not threatening to crank the throttle. Well he's short a riding partner. ~~And he's not stupid enough to go speed demon mode with her~~ ] C'mon.

[ Does he- Is he planning to take her back to the fro-yo place on that? She looks a little hesitant, not because of the speed, but because this is actually the first time she'd ride a motorcycle? Sure, she got on Bumblebee once but they didn't exactly travel for more than ten seconds... ]

Wait - you want me to ride that?

[ But she walks closer, anyway, approaching just so he knows not to leave her behind. She hops on, regardless, shifting in her seat before she places a hand on his waist. Is she supposed to hold onto him the same way she did Yang back then? Oh... Would Cloud even be fine with that? Is she fine with that? ]

Should I... [ Wrap her arms around him or what? Why does it feel so awkward to do stuff with him like this? ]

Might be faster than walking.

[ Might? Pfft he knows that unless it's a summon or her glyphs, Sköll was their quickest one-way ticket back to the fro-yo shop. Still, if she refused, he would have gone through with it. Normally, being this close to her as she shifts in the deep-curved seat of the bike, would have left him feeling flustered. But something that Weiss would maybe discover about Cloud, was that as far as bikes were concerned? He's probably at his most confident here.

So the hand that's on his waist doesn't bother him. In fact... ]

[ As he pops the kickstand up and is about to instruct her, she'll feel his hand slide down to cover hers, ] Grab on.

[ and if she trusts him as he gives her smaller hand a gentle squeeze, he'll guide that arm around his waist more snug. ]

[ Oh! Well then. If he's comfortable with the idea, then so should she. Whatever worries she might have had are quelled with his lead, and she even places her other around him, too. ]

Okay. Just don't go too fast.

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