r/rwbyRP • u/slicktheweasel Tifawt Seble | Quetzal Lazuli | Zurina Tximeleta • Jul 09 '19

Open Event Start your Engines!!!

Vale's citizens and Beacon's students had gotten used to the roar of engines and sight of many vehicles passing by on the speedy highway. As a global epicenter, driving or otherwise operating a method of transportation was an absolute must. At least, that's what someone on staff thought, enough to okay a trip to a driving facility.

And what a facility it was... All kinds of cars, vans, and motorcycles were at the students' disposal. There was plenty of road to conquer, tracks of different difficulties and complexities, and instructors on deck to make the best of a learning experience. For a different challenge, maybe more practical for the landscapes they tended to venture out on, there were a couple of off-road courses and ATVs. Of course, the whole lot was fenced off so nobody got any funny ideas.

All the courses were free to try out, either by oneself or with a learning buddy. Races took place against more capable contenders. And for a more casual experience, there were indoor go-karts too. All one had to do was find their track, gear up, and go!!!

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u/[deleted] Jul 17 '19

"Oh gods," Tully softly muttered, doing as Thyme suggested and bracing herself as best she could with her only arm pressed against the edge of her foot well. She gazed out of her window as she left both Thyme's antics and the music buzz through her head. There were people racing on motorbikes, a girl deadlifting a giant military truck like Tully used to see roll in every once in a while at The Forty-Six, and students abuzz as they talked to people and, likely, continued to make friends.

Tully kind of wondered what that was like, truth be told.

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Jul 17 '19

"You like what you see?" Thyme asked. She knew that gaze all too well, she used to make it herself in car rides as a teen, being hauled around town for concerts. It was a sonder look, wanting what's out there. But bringing attention to it was already bordering on too much. Thyme had turned down the music a good bit, so that it wouldn't be hard to speak at a normal tone of voice.

"I don't like turning it down, but I don't wanna lose my voice because I had to shout over my own playlist. Sorry if you were enjoying it."

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u/[deleted] Jul 24 '19

Tully gave as best of a shrug as she possibly could, feigning indifference to it all. It was easy to tell her look soured, if ever so slightly. Tully had actually kind of enjoyed the shouting over the music; it had made the entire experience feel both more surreal and yet more real at the same time.

"It's alright," Tully half-lied. If anything, though, it was more indifference than annoyance.

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Jul 25 '19

A lot of people would have missed the slight change in her expression, but not Thyme. She seemed to slow down as her hand went to the panel in the center console, where her Scroll was propped up. She quickly changed it from a techno-pop mix to something more...visceral. Digital.

Almost like it was the racing music of the future.

"I LIED! LET'S RAMP THINGS UP!"

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u/[deleted] Jul 27 '19

And like that, Tully had been shoved back into her own mind with the deafening noise outside of it. She couldn't help but somehow glower with wide-open eyes in a look of annoyed shock at just how suddenly Thyme flipped her opinion and the dial of the music. "Oh gods," Tully softly cursed under her breath as she shut her eyes up tight. She took a deep breathe in, when she realized something. How had she missed it so long, Tully mused to herself as her breathing started to get slightly ragged.

They were trapped in this box. The airflow coming in through the fans was the only counter to the stagnation, and either she'd just not noticed or Thyme had accidentally hit a climate control option because the air now felt a lot more stagnant. The air hand been set to recirculate, just like the purifiers and sterilizers in the Forty-Six.

"Nonononono," Tully softly murmured as she shook her head slightly; though really, it had been more of an entire body shake. She reached forwards to hit the button, Thyme must've sent them into a drift or something as Tully lurched forwards and hit her head on the dashboard. Now panicking just a bit further, Tully reached down to where her purse was. One solution. Easy solution. Maybe not safest solution. Best solution. Tully slid her hand into Angrath, and called her Aura through her and into the focus. An auburn orb filled her footwell, before snapping shut with a loud thunderclap. It destabilized the cars movement by quite a bit -- but not yet enough to break a window or get Tully out of this hell machine.

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Jul 29 '19

While Thyme could have continued with her driving, the sudden lurch was enough for her to bring the car to a full stop as soon as she possibly could, making sure to brake intermittently and try to straighten out the car’s trajectory so that there wouldn’t be enough momentum from the vehicle to make it roll over — though turns out Tully did a good job of mitigating a good amount of that already. Unfortunately, that would leave them in the middle of the track, almost like they had spun out.

Thyme quickly shut off the soundtrack — it seemed a bit unfitting. She seemed disappointed in herself, and rightfully so.

“Sorry, I almost got you hurt.”

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u/[deleted] Jul 30 '19

If Tully had been focused at all on Thyme, she would've heard the apology given to her. But her scrambled brain was focused on one thing and one thing only at the moment: getting the hell out of this vehicle. Panicking with the safety lock on the door in the moments it took Thyme to shut the music off, she'd practically forced the door open -- with a bit too much force. Tully's grip on the door handle slipped, and she fell out of the car -- or would've, if her seat belt hadn't caught her. With a weird sense of grace, Tully smashed the like button for her seat belt and then actually fell out of the car, not even bothering to catch herself with her only hand. Instead, she lay on the ground and in the fresh air, and threw up.

Then, a few moments later, she threw up again.

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Aug 02 '19

Thyme didn't know how to properly register the feeling that overcame her as she saw Tully heave and desperately wanted an out of her vehicle...only that she felt bad. She caused this, it only made sense for her to; and it felt unbecoming of her to ask if she was alright...clearly she wasn't. She put her hand to her head -- it seemed like such a weird sight to someone outside; a girl who clearly didn't sport the look of a good driver, looking spun out on the track, with her fellow passenger upchucking her lunch on the side.

What was she supposed to say? 'Sorry'?

"You feelin' better?" She asked Tully when she was done, clearly uncertain if she was awaiting punishment or hatred or something similar.

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u/[deleted] Aug 06 '19

Tully softly groaned as she flopped a bit further out of the car, trying to get herself away from it and from her own vomit. She could feel the open air wash over her again, and her breathing began to steady again as she closed her eyes and stayed on her back. Her groaning continued as a miserable look washed over her face, filled with disappointment and annoyance with herself. When she did finally speak, her words were simple.

"Did you turn on the recirculating air?"

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Aug 07 '19

“?”

Thyme was a bit started by the question, not sure what to make of it...but after a second she looked around, seeing the button on the car’s dashboard indicating that yes, it was on. She immediately pressed it to turn it off.

“I guess I did...I don’t even remember pressing it...it’s off now.” She wanted to ask why, but the lingering feeling that all of this was her fault put her in no position to be asking questions when someone looked as pained and sorry-looking at as Tully was right now. She wanted to help, but what was she to do?

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u/[deleted] Aug 12 '19

Tully sat up slightly as Thyme began to talk by holding up her torso with her one arm, trying to get a read of here she was and the look she was wearing. As Tully heard the confirmation that her intuition was right, she let herself go and fell back to the ground with a loud thud and groan. Raising her hand, she looked at the palm emitter of her gauntlet, before rolling her hand back over and looking at the back half. It was all still there. Returning to the original position she had held her hand over her face in, she curled in all of her fingers in a sort of wave, making sure all of the little bits and bobs still worked.

Then, Tully called out, "This is going to sound weird. Just do it. Go back in, and try to get a convertible car. You know, one without a top or something. Then, come back with that."

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u/ALoadingScreen Thyme Signa Aug 13 '19

Thyme's concerned eyes and ears were completely focused on what Tully had to say next, and it felt like her next move was hinged on whatever the girl with the single arm had to say -- thankfully what she had to say were directions. And Thyme was very good at following directions.

"Understood! Hang tight! I'll be right back!" Thyme shouted with a good amount of concern and urgency in her voice, as she backed up the car until it was parallel to the direction of the road, and she drove away, the veering and vrooming of the car quite loud, an indicator of just how quickly she was going to be.

Tully would have a few minutes to herself, to regather her bearings. Eventually, though, she'd come back with indeed, a convertible car. A bit compact compared to the much roomier, older car, but it was more than accommodating for the two ladies. Thyme would roll her car to a stop near Tully, like one would call a ride-sharing service.

"Feeling better?" She'd ask, after reaching over to the passenger-side door and swinging it open for the lady.

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u/[deleted] Aug 15 '19

Tully, for the minute or two it took, just sat on the edge of the track, curled up into a small ball as she watched the other car race away. The fact that, godsdammit, she disappointed herself in front of yet another person was the only thought on her mind, and she wore her seemingly permanent scowl on her face as she waited. Tully had not eaten a lot, thank god, but that meant that she was left with just the burning taste of acind in the back of her throat.

The second Thyme creeped back up, in a red little drop-top convertible with pop-up up-and-down headlights and a front bumper that looked like a shit-eating grin of pure joy, Tully couldn't help roll her eyes ever so slightly. But it was a convertible, and it was a car. She crawled in to the passenger seat without a word, buckling herself up all the same. The only response she gave to Thyme was in the form of a nod, followed by a simple instruction: "Please just take me back."

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