[Honestly, even Herlock "Mystery Gremlin" Sholmes sort of feels the same. Wow.]
[He looks down - ah. The *broom*. A first time for everything, he thinks - with a nod, he'll climb on behind the other man, pausing, before wrapping his arms around him. He is...honestly a little excited?]
[Sometimes the amount of chaos in one place is untenable and you need to move. Nero's is a nice silver from the handle to brush. It's a little awkward to be held like this, but it's fine. He's handling it.]
[It's a good speed, for sure. He has the chance to take a look back as the ground gets further and further underneath them - the landscape spreads out over them, beautiful especially with the backdrop of the darkening sky.]
[He leans in against Nero a little, smiling to himself.]
It must be nice, seeing such sights on a regular basis.
[Trees, buildings, people. They're all tiny once they're high in the air. It's nice to be up here, to get away from the manor and all the chaos that's held within it.
A chance to go out to somewhere like his mana area is rare enough he's gonna savor it.]
Don't usually do this that often.
[Usually for missions. That usually means the stress of somebody getting injured from something or other.]
Havin' fun?
[There's hardly any light pollution where they're going. The sky is bright with stars.]
[He lets out a little sigh, more relaxed than anything, at the sight. The stars, twinkling forever in the darkness. The London fog never allows much to be seen, not like this.]
[It's a treasure to get a moment to slip out for a while. The air gets crisp as he travels further north, just at the border of North Country and East country. A full, beautiful field of golden wheat, the moonlight shining upon them.]
Oh, that might be fun! Better than a frog, for sure.
[Sholmes, no.]
The moonlight does its favors, as well. I shan't say it isn't worthy to see. One can look at such a thing and keep the sight of it in one's heart for a lifetime.
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's not gonna be the right time of day but... C'mon. We'll head out to the wheat fields.
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[Ah...of course.]
Let's go, then. I'd like to see them.
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He summons his pretty silver broom and heads out to the courtyard.
The Northern wizards seem to be having a magical fight. Cerberus is out. There is a gunshot. Mithra might be a monster. Don't look at them.]
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....
You know, this might be rather strange to say, but...I'm glad you are the way you are, Nero.
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Uh... Thanks, I think.
[He will mount his broom and gesture Sholmes to follow.]
Hold on tight. Don't usually have passengers.
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[He looks down - ah. The *broom*. A first time for everything, he thinks - with a nod, he'll climb on behind the other man, pausing, before wrapping his arms around him. He is...honestly a little excited?]
Will it be fast?
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As fast as I wanna go. Why?
[Think you're gonna fall off?]
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[FLASHBACKS TO SNOWMOBILE RIDING]
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They travel, but they're not going at insane speeds. It's still fairly easy to make out the land below them, as night begins to settle in.]
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[It's a good speed, for sure. He has the chance to take a look back as the ground gets further and further underneath them - the landscape spreads out over them, beautiful especially with the backdrop of the darkening sky.]
[He leans in against Nero a little, smiling to himself.]
It must be nice, seeing such sights on a regular basis.
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A chance to go out to somewhere like his mana area is rare enough he's gonna savor it.]
Don't usually do this that often.
[Usually for missions. That usually means the stress of somebody getting injured from something or other.]
Havin' fun?
[There's hardly any light pollution where they're going. The sky is bright with stars.]
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[He lets out a little sigh, more relaxed than anything, at the sight. The stars, twinkling forever in the darkness. The London fog never allows much to be seen, not like this.]
Why, yes. Of course I am. It's lovely.
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's a nice night.
[It's a treasure to get a moment to slip out for a while. The air gets crisp as he travels further north, just at the border of North Country and East country. A full, beautiful field of golden wheat, the moonlight shining upon them.]
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[It keeps one from enjoying the small things, doesn't it?]
[He perks up at the sight of the wheat from afar.]
It is a nice night. And would you look at that. A sight to see, indeed.
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[ The descent is pleasant and slow, since they're not in a rush. ]
Even better at sunset, but I'll take this.
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[Sholmes, no.]
The moonlight does its favors, as well. I shan't say it isn't worthy to see. One can look at such a thing and keep the sight of it in one's heart for a lifetime.
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[ He's not totally at ease when it comes to moonlight. But that's centuries of worry. ]
It'd be nice to take ya here at sunset some time. The way I like it best.