Yeah! Fire bandits, time bandits, fuck. We're bandits of everything we touch!
[He leans back a little, comfortable in her hold. But eventually he gets bored of the fire. It could go a while and he has no intention of sitting here for hours until it's nothing left but ash.
So after a minute or two more, he leans back and turns to give her a quick kiss, then pulls his goggles on. Mostly just for effect.]
An' speakin' of bandits, let's get goin'. See if I can find that turn or if we gotta ride all the way up the back side of the hills. It'll be a nice time, either way about it. Would be even better if the radio worked, though!
[Enough clicking, enough sitting. He revs the engine and takes off, heading north and looking for a rusted, broken sign - or maybe if they're really lucky, an intact one. Maybe the roads just changed over the decades or centuries or whatever. Wouldn't be that weird.]
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[He leans back a little, comfortable in her hold. But eventually he gets bored of the fire. It could go a while and he has no intention of sitting here for hours until it's nothing left but ash.
So after a minute or two more, he leans back and turns to give her a quick kiss, then pulls his goggles on. Mostly just for effect.]
An' speakin' of bandits, let's get goin'. See if I can find that turn or if we gotta ride all the way up the back side of the hills. It'll be a nice time, either way about it. Would be even better if the radio worked, though!
[Enough clicking, enough sitting. He revs the engine and takes off, heading north and looking for a rusted, broken sign - or maybe if they're really lucky, an intact one. Maybe the roads just changed over the decades or centuries or whatever. Wouldn't be that weird.]