got no place to hide.

[nascere]

Who: Serah & Noctis
What: Orb time, and the two of them are out and about
Where: Out exploring!
When: Backdated to the last week of Feb
Warnings: No warnings needed.



[ They're going, and that's that. It's easy enough to find a motorcycle, but a little trickier finding supplies to last, but he figures it out -- besides, it's not like there's a limit for supplies when you can just store it in the armiger; which is what Noctis currently does, stuffing it away casual as you please.

It'll be a quick trip out to snag some of the orbs that has got people talking, and if it helps, it helps, right? Then maybe they can all figure out a way back -- and in the meantime, it'll give him a chance to stretch his legs. Glancing over at Serah, his current partner-in-crime for supply-gathering and adventuring, he pats the other motorcycle beside him. ]

You rode this before?

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u forgot the warning for pure cinnamon goodness

[odinbolt]

( Well, that's one advantage of magic. Serah has a backpack of things prepared, her hands running over one of the hooded bikes. They're not exactly the same as the bikes back home, but if there's one thing she's quickly learned about Hadriel, it's that nothing ever is quite the same. )

Not exactly... but they look like the bikes back home.

( It's probably just a case of getting her muscles used to where everything is on this bike. )

What about you?

ORITE OUR CUTE BABIES

[nascere]

[ Noctis pauses for a long moment. He could lie, she'd never know -- but Noctis isn't the lying type and she'd probably know, anyway, which will be plenty embarrassing. ]

No.

[ He says after a moment. ] But how hard can it be, right? [ Famous last words and all that -- it's like riding a bike, right? He's ridden a bike before; not like this, not at all, but whatever. They can figure this out on the way. ] Uh, you need me to store away that backpack for you?

[ Kinda sucks if she's the only one that's carrying the pack, and he imagines it must be pretty heavy. ]

[odinbolt]

Oh- Sure.

( That would actually be really helpful. And Serah's eyes brighten cheerfully after she hands it over. )

Do you want me to teach you? ( She'll take a moment to sit on her bike and check the controls, getting used to how things feel under her touch. They don't fly, but they'll do. )

[nascere]

[ His first instinct is to refuse -- that's embarrassing, right? And how hard can riding a motorbike be? He deposits the backpack into the Armiger without a second thought, contemplates how quickly he gets to learn a bike against an embarrassing show of failure that may or may not be in his future.

Then again, considering his luck with things, it'll most likely be in his future. ]

Sure, [ He says at last. What will it hurt, right? It's not like anyone will be here to witness him be bad at this. ] what do you do first?

WE SAW NOTHING

[odinbolt]

( That is a pretty handy little hammerspace you got going on there Noct, thanks. But this is what Serah does, even if teaching people to ride a bike isn't usually the curriculum. It should be easier than trying to get children to pay attention to the history of the Fal'Cie at least. )

I'm guessing you know how they work, right? ( Some people don't even have bikes in their world, can you imagine? Having to teach every last part of how a bike works. That definitely isn't in Serah's curriculum. But, once Noctis responds, Serah begins a quick explanation of how to start a bike, turn and break. )

They're not like the ones back home, but the principles are the same. I just wish they could fly...

( They could fly over the outskirts with all the monsters and probably get there faster on an airbike. Shame. )

[nascere]

Yeah, more or less.

[ Noctis is fascinated with the controls; it's vastly different from his own, but it doesn't matter, he can figure it out, with Serah's help. So he listens carefully, intently, demonstrating what she shows him, but his brows raise when he hears just what she has to say next. ]

You mean the bikes in your world can fly?

[ Where has that world been all his life? A flying bike! A flying bike that flies on purpose, and not having taken the wrong turn off an overhead expressway. ]

don't worry noct, you too will fly a car one day

[odinbolt]

( Well. You know, she hadn't thought about the part where that wouldn't be a thing in every universe, even if it makes sense that with so many different places and rules, it would be impossible to expect every one of them to have such things. )

Uh-huh. We have airships, too. They make travelling between Pulse and Cocoon easier.

( Gosh, she hasn't rode an airbike since... well, before turning into crystal. But that horrible memory aside... )

Are you ready?

( He seems to have a handle on things now. They should set off. )

hell YES he will!

[nascere]

[ Noctis doesn't even remotely know the difference between Pulse and Cocoon, only that he's pretty sure Serah lived on Pulse. ]

What's Cocoon? And yeah -- yeah, I'm good.

[ It takes him awhile to get used to it, but Noctis is nothing if not quick on the uptake, and he flashes her a grateful smile. She's been nothing but patient and kind, and thankfully hasn't taken to teasing him because of his lack of knowledge in bikes -- and he appreciates that. ] Thanks.

B) also, today in who actually understood the plot of xiii? - this tag

[odinbolt]

( What kind of teacher would she be if she mocked a student's learning? With a casual no problem, Serah starts up her bike and considers just how to describe Cocoon. )

It's a floating continent. They say the Fal'Cie built it to keep us safe from Pulse, the world below. ( Judging by the tone her voice takes, there's a story there, one she can't fully explain. One that isn't entirely relevant now anyway. )