There's the roar of an engine coming from somewhere near the forest. It's a deep, throaty sound and soon accompanied by the squeal of tyres though at first, there's nothing to be seen.
Until there is.
Out of nowhere, a car appears. It's big and bronze and makes a hell of a racket. But possibly not as much of one as Gene.
'...bloody 'ell is goin' on!'
(
Read more... )
Comments 316
After a moment she rises to her feet, brushing specks of earth off of her, and approaches the now-stationery vehicle to see who this amazing driver is.
"Wow."
No, seriously. Potential brush with death aside, that was impressive.
Reply
'See? There's a bird who knows how t'appreciate a bloke's skills.'
Of course, he could have misinterpreted that 'wow' but he believes his driving to be brilliant, so doesn't think so.
'Alrigh', luv? Didn' get ya, did I?'
(She's not dead, so presumably not. But still.)
Reply
Though, the fact that Gene hasn't killed somebody yet is, without a doubt, impressive. She'll give him that.
Reply
"That part where you spun around and came to a stop backwards - I did that once, although kind of by accident." Because he meant to do that, right?
She's also had the experience of passengers less appreciative of your driving, even if that once tree is nowhere you. "Everyone all right in there?"
Reply
Reply
'Cheers!'
Hmm. Doesn't recognise this one.
Reply
Reply
He blinks at him and then gets out of the car.
'...on purpose?'
Surprising enough news that he forgets about introducing Kate for the time being. Ben looks...normal.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
"--crazy, reckless, bat outta hell, dangerous--"
(Fin's come in mid-rant.)
Reply
(Yes. Yes he has.)
Which doesn't stop Gene throwing a grin at him and acknowledging the clap with a nod.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
That was impressive.
And so the pair (well, mostly Gene) get a wolf-whistle from Trudy. She's standing a safe distance away, under a tree, wearing a jacket over her normal flightsuit, and so she'd gotten a good view of the whole slide, one-eighty and stop.
She'd throw in some clapping, but her hands are too busy being shoved into her jacket pockets. Freaking Scottish weather.
Reply
Reply
She doesn't drive on Pandora. She really didn't drive much on Earth, either. But damn if she's suddenly craving her old motorbike.
Reply
But then, the smallest little smile ekes out.
"Don't encourage 'im. His head's big enough as it is."
Reply
Leave a comment