( Should it feel as satisfying as it does when Geralt takes a drink over the sound of his engine? Probably not, and yet... )
No idea what that is.
( He announces cheerfully, reaching out to turn on the stereo. It's an integral part of the experience. )
Buckle up, Buttercup.
( It's a warning, not an actual recommendation. Not only would Geralt probably not know what a seatbelt is, the idea that he'd need one is laughable.
He puts the car in drive. Things start out easy enough, with him gently reversing away from the bar — using the rearview mirror, which might help answer that question. As soon as the angle's good enough, though...
He gasses it. Gravel sprays outward as he swoops them around and onto the road. They hit about 35 and he lets them cruise at it for a few seconds in case Geralt needs to adjust — and then it's 45, 55, 65 down sprawling rural highways. Trees blur, wheels turn, Dean keeps his eyes on the road mostly, save for the occasional glance Geralt's direction to catch the look on his face. )
no subject
No idea what that is.
( He announces cheerfully, reaching out to turn on the stereo. It's an integral part of the experience. )
Buckle up, Buttercup.
( It's a warning, not an actual recommendation. Not only would Geralt probably not know what a seatbelt is, the idea that he'd need one is laughable.
He puts the car in drive. Things start out easy enough, with him gently reversing away from the bar — using the rearview mirror, which might help answer that question. As soon as the angle's good enough, though...
He gasses it. Gravel sprays outward as he swoops them around and onto the road. They hit about 35 and he lets them cruise at it for a few seconds in case Geralt needs to adjust — and then it's 45, 55, 65 down sprawling rural highways. Trees blur, wheels turn, Dean keeps his eyes on the road mostly, save for the occasional glance Geralt's direction to catch the look on his face. )