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fern. ([personal profile] longtooth) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-05-17 04:24 am (UTC)

[ When another vehicle similar to Fern's speeds by without a care, it almost feels like insult added to (literal) injury. Not that she suspects it's personal. In fact, she isn't convinced any of this is real to begin with, that it's all just window dressing for Strahd to keep her in some sort of catatonic state.

(Though... why would there be so much to it that felt so foreign, that resembled neither Barovia nor Faerûn?)

Her head's also swimming, the ache of the knock she took to it growing with each passing moment of frustration. It's why she doesn't immediately notice that the red motorcycle has doubled back, that its rider is circling her like a wolf closing in on prey.

Eventually, though, the woman dismounts her vehicle and steps over. Not offering help, but curiosity. Fern isn't convinced that either would be good. ]


Nothing.

[ The response comes quickly, almost defensively. How is she supposed to admit that she isn't sure she's turning it on properly? Either way, she remains balanced on the seat of the bike, only the toes of her boots pressed into the asphalt to keep her steady. If nothing else, she doesn't seem too bad at sitting on it like this. ]

You seem familiar with these... contraptions.

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