http://rockinthrutime.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rockinthrutime.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2010-12-02 02:32 pm

Snow

Who: Everyone
What: Snow day
Where: Campus
When: December 2nd-3rd
Warnings: Snow

[The weather outside is cold. More than below freezing. It was only a matter of time then.



By tomorrow, the entire campus will be covered in a tiny layer of white.]

[[OOC - There will be a thread for one specific time; 14:23. Those that wish to catch the first snowflake can fight for it there! Please note that apart from the fact it has 7 sides, and doesn't seem to melt, the snowflake does not hold special powers. Otherwise, start threads as you see fit.]]

[identity profile] icequeen-aran.livejournal.com 2010-12-09 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
The road in front of them turned from parking lot, to grassy field that surrounded the school, dotted with the occasional tree that became more numerous until it comprised of the forest that bordered part the school. Samus made sure to stay clear of those.

With Weavile securely holding on, she took that as a cue to go faster, blazing over the snow and past the school buildings as the wind whipped past them. 50mph... 60mph.. 80mph... 90mph.. With only a slight bank as a warning, and a "Hang on!" she made a sharp skidding turn, and went back in the direction she came from. There was unfortunately, no race tracks around here, so she could only go so far and so fast with the limited open space.

So she decided to head for a slightly larger open space--Samus was now barreling towards the not-completely-frozen-over-yet lake.

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2010-12-09 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Although there had been a warning, Weavile was not prepared for the increased speed or sharp turn. Flinching, his grip tightened. So this was the incredible speed of a motorcycle. For someone who had neither ridden nor driven one before, it was a bit overwhelming.

His hair whipped around in his face, but he wasn't about to release his grip. As he glanced to the side, he marveled at how fast the scenery passed by them. Or rather, they passed by it. How exhilarating, and a bit terrifying.

[identity profile] icequeen-aran.livejournal.com 2010-12-09 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Without relenting any speed, the bike smoothly transitioned over solid ground to the lake itself as if it were just part of the course. The edges of the lake had started to gloss over with a thin sheet of ice but the main body of the lake was still liquid. That would probably quickly change in the coming weeks, but for now the bike hovered over the icy water, kicking up a wake, while the frigid spray of water behind it seemed like it simply couldn't keep up with the speeding bike or it's passengers.

Samus wouldn't deny this was terribly fun.

She utilized the shore of the lake and turned around gently this time, following it's curve until they were back on their way to the parking lot. Just as quickly as the little joy ride had started, it rolled [hover-rolled] to a smooth stop in the parking lot. The bike's kick stand touching down and connecting the bike with solid ground again signified this.

"...So?"

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2010-12-09 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Racing over the lake, Weavile could feel some of the cool mist rolling off the water. Although it was nothing compared to the wake trailing behind them, it still felt refreshing. Carefully glancing over his shoulder, he watched the water tremble and crash behind them.

As the bike landed, Weavile sat still for a few moments. It was then that he realized he had been holding his breath. For how long, he wasn't sure. Slowly breathing out, he climbed off the bike. His legs were a bit shaky, but he regained balance soon enough.

"That was..." he paused, trying to think of the appropriate word. Fun. Dangerous. Exciting. "... an experience. Thank you." He shot her a small smile.

[identity profile] icequeen-aran.livejournal.com 2010-12-10 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
His simple reply betrayed the subtle expression on face, the excited glint in his eye, the slight tremble as he got off the bike. His simple reply was enough for Samus to know it certainly must of been quite an experience.

"Well, should you change your mind about that license thing, you can say you one little step closer to it.

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2010-12-10 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He chuckled. Somehow Weavile doubted there was a specific test for hovering motorcycles. Though it did spark a curiosity. If the counselor ever did require a license, perhaps a bike would be more convenient than a car.

And now he was weighing the pros and cons of vehicles. He blamed Samus for that. In the present, however, he was in no need of one. "Maybe. I'll keep that in mind."

[identity profile] icequeen-aran.livejournal.com 2010-12-10 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Samus simply gave a nod in reply satisfied her plan of inception. The rush was quite nice and she forgot how enjoyable it could be to sometimes drive with no particular destination in mind--especially when it wasn't being used as a brooding device. She kicked the stand back up and revved the engine.

"I think I'm going to go for another spin." Probably to see how many laps around the lake it took to agitate the lake Kraken. "I'll see you later."

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2010-12-10 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alright," Weavile waved. With a smirk, he added, "Have fun." And if he ever felt the need for another adrenaline rush, he now knew who to call.