I... that... that wouldn't make a difference, unfortunately.
[she would still be a scary wasp woman but just pretending to be a ladybug. you're still a fucking wasp.
it's fine it's fine it's fine it's FINE it's horrifying but it's FINE you're not going to die this is for SCIENCE think of the BIKE
...
His arms are shaking pretty bad, but he'll lean forward enough to slowly wrap them around her waist, locking one hand against the opposite wrist.
his eyes are snapped shut because this whole action, unfortunately, has him leaning right into Lili, and he's trying not to just flinch but HOT DAMN he can't help it. He's just. Quiet, breathing firmly through the nose, but he's. still here?
aaaaa
His hands grip tighter, more against himself than against her, as though he's trying to keep himself right where he is, trying to settle his weight against the tension of his own body, his voice hoarse right above her shoulder.]
[he's really doing his best. at least by now she's been able to ride with a few other people and doesn't get embarrassed about something that's literally for safety - so she'll move to get the engine started for the motorcycle first. it rumbles beneath them, and she's undoubtedly excited but - ]
Just focus on the nerdy stuff.
I don't know what this thing runs on, but it's pretty fast.
[and then she'll move to adjust the bike, actually balancing it as she removes the kickstand. it is almost time to get fucking going, hell yea.]
T-Thermal combustion, I'd imagine. [He flinches audibly this time at the jostling, though he'll make sure his legs are properly balanced to not topple them over with dead weight. For how he clings, you would think he was scared of the bike and not of the person driving it.
Deep breath. Open your eyes, take a look at what she's doing. Let it be science, let it be about the machine.
this is much harder than he thought it was going to be.]
[ . . . yeah, he's panicking, but he's forcing himself through it? So - she'll just give the warning.]
We're gonna start moving in about three seconds. If you're going to pay attention to anything, make it the handles and maintaining balance.
[because she can't do fucking much if he starts flailing wildly? but apparently! she's still willing to go along with this experiment!
so uh. here we go, she revs the engine before letting the bike actually start moving - though she'll keep the pace relatively slow. enough for them to get going and for the momentum to kick in, but hopefully not so much that guy is fearing for his life and needs to cling to her
maybe]
i can't believe im using this icon for a motorcycle but here we are
there's not much change from him, pulling his legs up obediently when they start to move and keeping a death grip on his own arms against her waist. but if she looks back once they do start going, he's paying close attention to what she's doing with the handles, the acceleration, the brakes, the numbers floating across the screen, eyes moving and taking in while his body refuses to cooperate
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a beat.]
... My waist is best for balance.
[but like.]
... would this be easier if I dressed like a boy? Should I just be less girl-shaped?
[lili,]
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[she would still be a scary wasp woman but just pretending to be a ladybug. you're still a fucking wasp.
it's fine it's fine it's fine it's FINE it's horrifying but it's FINE you're not going to die this is for SCIENCE think of the BIKE
...
His arms are shaking pretty bad, but he'll lean forward enough to slowly wrap them around her waist, locking one hand against the opposite wrist.
his eyes are snapped shut because this whole action, unfortunately, has him leaning right into Lili, and he's trying not to just flinch but HOT DAMN he can't help it. He's just. Quiet, breathing firmly through the nose, but he's. still here?
aaaaa
His hands grip tighter, more against himself than against her, as though he's trying to keep himself right where he is, trying to settle his weight against the tension of his own body, his voice hoarse right above her shoulder.]
...R-right. Whenever you're ready.
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Just focus on the nerdy stuff.
I don't know what this thing runs on, but it's pretty fast.
[and then she'll move to adjust the bike, actually balancing it as she removes the kickstand. it is almost time to get fucking going, hell yea.]
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Deep breath. Open your eyes, take a look at what she's doing. Let it be science, let it be about the machine.
this is much harder than he thought it was going to be.]
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We're gonna start moving in about three seconds. If you're going to pay attention to anything, make it the handles and maintaining balance.
[because she can't do fucking much if he starts flailing wildly? but apparently! she's still willing to go along with this experiment!
so uh. here we go, she revs the engine before letting the bike actually start moving - though she'll keep the pace relatively slow. enough for them to get going and for the momentum to kick in, but hopefully not so much that guy is fearing for his life and needs to cling to her
maybe]
i can't believe im using this icon for a motorcycle but here we are
there's not much change from him, pulling his legs up obediently when they start to move and keeping a death grip on his own arms against her waist. but if she looks back once they do start going, he's paying close attention to what she's doing with the handles, the acceleration, the brakes, the numbers floating across the screen, eyes moving and taking in while his body refuses to cooperate
it. seems they might be fine?]