[It's kind of a big job, normally. Not something he'd ever dare attempt by himself, knowing the consequences. But the thing is, now that he's dead and can't be pinned to any particular time here in this part of the world, there are no consequences. If they ever come back to this year or those shortly afterward, if anyone bears witness to their attempt well enough to recognize them even with goggles and bandanas pulled up, there could be trouble, but honestly? How bad could it be?]
I guess we could just blast right on through, don't even have to blow anything up, I just fuckin' hate these guys for wastin' everyone's time. I mean, look. Look at all this. If anyone's smuggling cargo tonight, they don't go on the highway, they just go around like I was gonna. So what the fuck's the point?
[He gestures broadly to the night around them, then pulls the bike abruptly around again so that they're facing the checkpoint and its distant lights. Time to decide, before options start to shut off one by one.]
I'm just gonna drive. I can fit the bike through up there an' they can't catch us before we fuck off into some other decade anyway. You ready?
[He's had his goggles around his neck as he drives, preferring to leave them off when there's no bad weather or anything, but now? It's Time Bandit time. He pulls them up over his eyes and grabs his bandana from his back pocket to tie around his face, then gives her a thumbs up. It's silly, but fuck it, it's probably not the worst idea he's had tonight, having some bare minimum of a disguise before he charges the checkpoint, just to help them out in the future if they wind up near this time and place again.]
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[It's kind of a big job, normally. Not something he'd ever dare attempt by himself, knowing the consequences. But the thing is, now that he's dead and can't be pinned to any particular time here in this part of the world, there are no consequences. If they ever come back to this year or those shortly afterward, if anyone bears witness to their attempt well enough to recognize them even with goggles and bandanas pulled up, there could be trouble, but honestly? How bad could it be?]
I guess we could just blast right on through, don't even have to blow anything up, I just fuckin' hate these guys for wastin' everyone's time. I mean, look. Look at all this. If anyone's smuggling cargo tonight, they don't go on the highway, they just go around like I was gonna. So what the fuck's the point?
[He gestures broadly to the night around them, then pulls the bike abruptly around again so that they're facing the checkpoint and its distant lights. Time to decide, before options start to shut off one by one.]
I'm just gonna drive. I can fit the bike through up there an' they can't catch us before we fuck off into some other decade anyway. You ready?
[He's had his goggles around his neck as he drives, preferring to leave them off when there's no bad weather or anything, but now? It's Time Bandit time. He pulls them up over his eyes and grabs his bandana from his back pocket to tie around his face, then gives her a thumbs up. It's silly, but fuck it, it's probably not the worst idea he's had tonight, having some bare minimum of a disguise before he charges the checkpoint, just to help them out in the future if they wind up near this time and place again.]