open | excuse my ego, can't go incognito

[sophos]

Who: annabeth chase + perhaps you!
When: post emergence event, mid may into mid june
Where: thorne, the horizon, nocwich
What: post event stuff & catch all
Warnings: none right now! will add if/as needed!



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[sophos]

[ it's job possibility she files away, for now. she can deliver mail. how easy is that?? the cold wouldn't even get to her too much, she thinks, whether or not that stays the truth. she'll just prepare herself for it. not that she wants to be here until another round of winter. ]

That's what jackets are for. [ a beat. ] Or cloaks? Is that more the style here?

[ she is impressed by the bikes so far, happy they're holding up, and already thinking about the next time she'll take one out. she should not also be thinking about bringing a greater challenge to them, but she's considering it. it's hard to go as fast as she'd like to with the underbrush growing as it is now, but it presents a different challenge she can roll with. no pun intended. ]

I'll admit it, I'm surprised and a little impressed. But I guess the earliest bikes might not have had rubber use either.

wrap soon?

[ordinar]

Either. Or both, when it gets really cold.

[In the jackets versus cloaks matter. Winter feels a long way off with summer heat hanging thickly around them, but while Annabeth tentatively prepares for a change in seasons she hopes she's gone by, Wilhelm takes it as an inevitability that he'll still be around. This is his life now, and this is his home now.

As the trail skirts around a large boulder, and he stretches his arm out to drag his fingers over its rough face, he chuckles.]

I'm just glad they're not falling apart. I'd hate to have to explain that to Viktor.

yes that works!

[sophos]

[ does she want a cloak now? maybe. she is but seventeen and could be persuaded that a cool cloak might be fun. ]

I could probably try to fix them, if they break. But so far it doesn't look like that'll be a problem.

[ she steers her bike around a large rock in the trail. she wants to test them, not actively try to break them. ]

Anywhere we could go a little faster with these now?

[ordinar]

[Correct, cloaks are fucking sweet. Wilhelm has had two years to get used to Thornean fashion. He used to feel like an actor in a play, putting on all this ye olde stuff, but now he can appreciate the style — and the advantages it offers.

As for her question, he scans their surroundings, trying to recall the lay of the land.]

I think there's a hill coming up, after we get past the trees. [He shoots her a grin.] I'll race you down it.

[sophos]

[ annabeth squints over into the trees where wilhelm does, trying to get a sense of the path ahead herself. it does look like they're approaching a bit of a downward incline. ]

You're gonna lose.

[ and that's all she says before she immediately launches into the race, without waiting for a ready-set-go or countdown of any kind. she starts pedaling much faster, perhaps a little recklessly in her goal to pass him before he even realizes, but all the more determined to win. ]