[Sort-of Closed Log]

[brotimaeus]

Who: Bro Strider & any unfortunate kids that decided they'd like to learn to drive. Also open to anyone who'd like a chat while he's waiting!
What: I think the 'who' pretty much explains the 'what', here. Clear the streets.
When: October 15th.

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[Were you one of those poor unfortunate lucky souls who agreed to take driving lessons from this guy? Don't worry, he's almost 100% sane when he's behind the wheel of a vehicle.

Almost.

He'll sound the horn to let whoever he's waiting for know he's there - maybe he'll send a text if he's waiting for too long - but when they come out they'll find him behind the wheel, tapping his fingers gently against it and idly nodding to a beat only he can hear.

Get right in, kid, the door's open.]

Comments

[fuckincakewake]

[ Watching Bro from the corner of her eye, but not saying anything. Trying to focus on the intricacies of driving rater than thinking there must be a million alternate universes out there and in none of them is she gonna have a boyfriend. Quiet for a few minutes.

Little huff, twists in her seat to face him. ]

Okay, left brake, right gas, and the middle stick is some kinda phallic thing. I get it, so can I please drive now?

[Crooked grin.]

You drive like an old man.

[brotimaeus]

I could drive like a moron but I prefer not being arrested. Personal freedom's a real priority, y'no?

[Smirk. He's been deliberately taking her somewhere where she won't accidentally hit any other cars, which turns out to be a mostly abandoned industrial car park. Sorry, Rox, but you didn't really think he'd let you on the road just yet, did you?

He's not even qualified for this.]

You only hit two out of three. This ain't an automatic. What's the other?

[fuckincakewake]

Go stick.

[ She says it with enough confidence it might as well be called that, I mean, shift is a weird name, right. Big smile, Roxy can elaborate. ]

Cause you keep moving it between the numbers to go, and you can feel something in the car moving, so obviously if you didn't move them to different numbers- maybe because of like speed- we wouldn't go. Also if the opposite is automatic and that usually just means something happens without doing shit sooooo. Go stick.

[ Spots the empty parking lot, looks around a bit, craning her neck. ]

Are you taking me here to murder me? Cause I'm tough to kill, fyi.

[brotimaeus]

Nice try, but you didn't answer the question.

[He leans back in his seat, tapping the top of the gear shift and arching one eyebrow in ]

Didn't ask you what this was called. Car's got three pedals, Roxy.

[Pulling up, he opens the driver side door.]

You'll pick it up. C'mon, let's see what you can do.