[ when the machine roars to life, percy's head jerks up, his hand snatching bad news up off the ground and slinging it over his shoulders. he makes his way over towards the device for a moment, leaning just a bit to take a little closer look at it now that it's hovering and not just lying on it's side like a gutted animal. ]
I should be thankful that it isn't a broom.
[ though to be honest, vex's broom had at least familiarity and vex on its side. the space on the back of the bike is an invitation enough, as too close for comfort as it might be but hey.
he's getting on. while he isn't one to easily trust, there's something they both need out there, and if this means percy gets a lesson in some tech along the way, he'll take it up for as long as he can.. where the fuck does he hold on. ]
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I should be thankful that it isn't a broom.
[ though to be honest, vex's broom had at least familiarity and vex on its side. the space on the back of the bike is an invitation enough, as too close for comfort as it might be but hey.
he's getting on. while he isn't one to easily trust, there's something they both need out there, and if this means percy gets a lesson in some tech along the way, he'll take it up for as long as he can.. where the fuck does he hold on. ]
Let's be off then.