He unlocks the door and programs the Enclosure quietly, leading her down the stairs and out to a breezy road that runs the curved perimeter of a large island with a mountain right in the middle.
"I like to have something to look at," he explains.
"I know," he grins and starts the car, revving it with a happy sigh. He eases out of the garage and onto the road.
"Hang on. If you get hurt, Arthur will kill me."
He isn't worried about it, though, and he certainly doesn't care about seatbelts.
Damn nanny laws.
The 1971 Corvette can reach 60 mph in 6 seconds and runs a 14 second quarter mile. Once they're on the road, Sheehan does his best to demonstrate those two facts.
He chances a glance her way and grins to see her so...happy and free. He
takes the turns lazily, nothing is dangerous enough to worry about, and
lets the wind rake through his hair.
"Never had anything like this at home! Won't have it again," he says over
the sound of the wind.
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So, Sam made the suggestion that I do something...new. Or different, because a lot of what I have is...wrapped up in this role I've given myself.
I've got a month to find something that'll be...less big scary necromancer wrapped, and more what I like wrapped.
So. Hobbies.
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Well, hobbies are easier with friends. So maybe ask to join your friends in their hobbies.
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Les? What are your hobbies outside of working your ass to the bone?
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Hm.
Listening to music, driving cars, reading.
I am a simple man.
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You drive in the Enclosure?
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Steal away.
And yes. I like to keep my skills up.
...with fast cars.
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...fast cars?
Mind showing me?
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I don't mind at all. When are you free?
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Let me find my shoes and I'll join you there.
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Though really, you don't have to wear shoes. Shoeless is great!
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He is wearing shoes.
"Some of us like the constraints of some social norms," he points out. "Besides, God knows what's on these floors."
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She was also wearing shoes.
"But one day, we're gonna get you into something breezy. Free your toes a bit." She was teasing at least, all play and no bite.
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He unlocks the door and programs the Enclosure quietly, leading her down the stairs and out to a breezy road that runs the curved perimeter of a large island with a mountain right in the middle.
"I like to have something to look at," he explains.
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She told him, grinning. Sokie followed him into the Enclosure, making a soft, appreciative noise, leaning against him briefly as she took in the view.
"It's nice. I like it- and maybe I'll have to make some suggestions if we do this again?"
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Sheehan has discovered muscle cars.
"What do you think? She's a beauty, huh?"
There are very few things that make Sheehan light up like he's doing now.
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She would have said more but seeing the car, her eyes gleamed. Oh....
Nice.
"Les? I want this car."
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He plucks the keys from a peg on the side of the garage and grins. "You can drive next."
He opens the door and waves her in.
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"So long as you keep that promise." She grinned, and with a bounce in her step, slid into the seat.
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"Hang on. If you get hurt, Arthur will kill me."
He isn't worried about it, though, and he certainly doesn't care about seatbelts.
Damn nanny laws.
The 1971 Corvette can reach 60 mph in 6 seconds and runs a 14 second quarter mile. Once they're on the road, Sheehan does his best to demonstrate those two facts.
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Mostly because once Sheehan got them on the road- and he was driving like a speed demon- she whooped and threw her arms up, excited.
Hell yeah, this is something she didn't realize she'd been missing.
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He chances a glance her way and grins to see her so...happy and free. He takes the turns lazily, nothing is dangerous enough to worry about, and lets the wind rake through his hair.
"Never had anything like this at home! Won't have it again," he says over the sound of the wind.
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But she turned, grinning still, and shook her head at him.
"Screw that! I'm making a deal for you." She told him, shouting over the wind. "One where we can have an awesome car!"
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