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Still it was the fastest way to travel now that he couldn't fly. He missed that rather acutely already.]
... I .. suppose.
[Behold his reluctance! It's not really Crow exactly, it's the death machine crotch rocket part he was leery of. But he didn't die last time.. and sure he was dead when he got on the bike to begin with, but ...
No, he made it just fine before, he'll manage this time too.]
Though are all of your new bits going to be safe to touch or should I go get some reinforced clothes?
[He himself was fairly sure he had venomous spines but he could lay those flat and hide them pretty well.]
laughing at death machine crotch rocket omg
He laughs lightly -- no sarcasm or disgust lining his voice like it used to -- gesturing openly with both hands.]
Pretty sure they're venomous.
[Just based on the fact the rest of his pointy bits are. But he quickly adds--]
But I can move 'em outta the way.
[Crow practially twirls around to show Yukio, the iridiscent spines undulating before he flattens them vertically against his back, sharp ends pointing upwards. See?]
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[But he didn't have anywhere near as many, and his were more like those of a lionfish, easily slicked down and tucked under clothes. He watches anyway as Crow works on eliminating one of MANY DANGERS associated with that bike.
But the big problem was gone. So it had to be safe enough. Crow hadn't died yet because of this thing. Besides, it was ...strangely harder to hang onto his usual somber mood. Maybe it was Crow being infectious somehow, with that fancy twirl and good mood. Maybe it was something inherent to being a mer. Either way..
Either way. The sun was out, a lake was waiting and for the first time in months he didn't have to wonder if something was wrong with him.]
Looks good. Just don't pop those out while we're on the road, alright?
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Relax, relax. I'm an expert.
[He got his driver's license and everything, and he's yet to stab anyone with his spines. Accidentally, anyway; he's stabbed a couple of people on purpose.]
It'll be fine!
[Crow's so excited about all this that he doesn't even wanna go back in the house to dump his sling bag before they head out. Instead, he turns on his heel and leads the way to his bike, swinging a leg over the seat and wrapping his tail around his waist so it's mostly out of the way. Waving Yukio over, he adds--]
You remember what to do, yeah?
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[And he still sounds dubious about this, but he DID remember. He didn't die that time either. Sure he'd been dead anyway, but ... more dead. Which means when Yukio follows Crow and then waits for the whaleman to actually get on, he does seem to not have been lying through his teeth; once the tail's tucked out of the way he settles behind Crow, his own stingray-ish tail carefully tucked upward instead to prevent any tire mishaps.]
Just try to keep it somewhere below the speed of sound, alright?
[It is intended to be a joke, but the silence immediately afterwards from behind Crow suggests Yukio is suddenly worried that it might actually be POSSIBLE to go that fast and now that he SAID IT..]
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Can't go that fast with these slow bikes! But back home?
[He grins wildly as he revvs his motorbike's engine. Blackbird could go at least twice the speed of this motorbike!]
No guarantees!
[And with that, he takes off without warning! Well, no warning other than the earlier motorcycle roaring. Out of respect for their friendship, Crow does ratchet the speed down a notch, but to someone who's not a speed demon, it probably doesn't feel any different.]