RP > dirt roads

[electrowhipit]

[ There is a blue sedan trundling down a dirt road. It doesn't seem to be going anywhere in particular- in fact, it seems to be enjoying the scenery. It might also be taking it slow due to the other car that's following it. It's not exactly built for dirt roads.

When it rounds a corner, though, it slams on the breaks.

It's just found an entire field of these. ]

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[electrowhipit]

[ He smiles, actually smiles, at that ]

Maybe we're both right.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He purrs a little, and runs a hand over the side of your face.]

Of course I'm right.

[electrowhipit]

[ He leans into that, his smile becoming something more affectionate ]

Don't let it go to your head.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He smiles a little too, even purring slightly.]

Mm, too late, I think.

[electrowhipit]

[ He just chuckles. Maybe you deserve some ego stroking after being so sweet ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Hmm, I'm flattered you think so, darling.

[electrowhipit]

[ He brings a hand up to begin tracing your faceplates ]

Don't get used to it. [ teasing, of course ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He leans into that a little, purring quietly.]

Again, too late. I already am.

[electrowhipit]

[ He trails his hand down to yours, and gives it a little tug ]

Come on. [ he wants to see how far this field of flowers goes ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

All right, all right... if you insist...

[He grins, and lets himself be tugged along.]

[electrowhipit]

[ Don't mind it if he bombards you with facts about every flower they pass ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[... he will tolerate this, in good humor, just wheeling along with you.]

[electrowhipit]

[ He doesn't mean to. He just gets so excited! ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[And, by extension, he's excited for you. Which is why he's tolerating your plant babble.]

[electrowhipit]

[ They're well away from the road now, and the flowers and grass here are quite tall ]

... Hey.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He's distracted by... something.]

Hm?

[electrowhipit]

... Sideswipe? What is it?

[ what is distracting you? ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

... Birds.

[They'll get mess all over his paint. They look for the prettiest cars, you know. :( ]

[electrowhipit]

Birds.

[ you are so weird sometimes ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Yes. Birds. Have you seen what they do to nice cars?

[And he's the nicest there is!]

[electrowhipit]

We can go back, if you want.

[ He was contemplating taking advantage of the solitude to ravage your armor, but if you're that worried about it... ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head, giving you a look.]

Why didn't you mention that in the first place?

[electrowhipit]

If you weren't so worried about birds, maybe you would've picked up on it.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

You haven't seen what they can do. Have you?

[electrowhipit]

[ flat look

You're kind of ruining the mood here, Sideswipe. ]