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arlecchino ‣ the knave ([personal profile] decussate) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-06-06 05:29 am (UTC)

[ A slight look askance. ]

The Knave.

[ Clearly not her birth name or even a proper name, but she's sticking to it. She looks at the buckle that was pointed out to her, pulls the seatbelt out. It slows in her hand as she gives it an impassive yet dubious look, before it clicks home and secure across her body. She is successfully chained to the vehicle, their fates now intertwined. Not to be dramatic.

She managed to get the key in because her motorcycle requires the same, but from here, it's a matter of patchwork translation from the principles of motorcycle operation to a four-wheeled car. The clutch? The throttle?? They're around here somewhere, she's sure. She turns the key and the engine coughs to life. The car immediately begins to roll forward. ]


Hmm.

[ So many options to tinker with. She could ask questions of her passenger like a normal person, but The Knave is no beggar. Instead, she begins to calmly and methodically twist, tug, and push every implement at her disposal from left to right, top to bottom, until advised otherwise. She'll worry about turning the wheel when it becomes an unavoidable problem. ]

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