GREYBURN - BABS & DAR ON A RIDE 2NITE

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

People kept honking as he rolled to the shoulder of the freeway. It was narrow, and people had to pull nearly into the next lane to get around them. To Darren's side, there were cars swerving and speeding by. To Babette's, a concrete abutment over which there was a fall of unknown height. All of this couldn't distract Darren from the revelation.

 Darren-
"Uh, they just said that dude disappeared. You know he's dead and how it happened? Did Theo tell you about that on the rose visit? What else did he tell you? Dang."

[DKender]

"Oh, that's right. Don't tell anybody else, or my vengeful ghost will haunt you forever, but yes. Marchese is definitely dead. Theodore told me ... why did you stop?"

She hoped he wasn't going to do something drastic.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

More people drove past honking.

 Darren-
"I didn't stop. The hooptie did. Wanna just leave it here?"

[DKender]

This must be how rock stars got their wild reputations. Babette had no desire to wait for a tow.

"Why not? The night is young. After you."

She would text August once they got to safety and explain the delay. He might envy her, considering how much he loved the not-a-goddite-band Belfries.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

 Darren-
"Coo. After you."

He gestured for her to go out her side. They were too close to the rail to open the door, but she could roll down the window and look out. If she leaned out far enough, she could look down.

It was fifteen feet down to an offramp that was only sorta busy. They could climb down, wait for an opportunity, and run across. Or if they felt like living dangerously, they could try to super-jump from the rail and clear the ramp, landing on whatever small stretch of something was on the other side.

[DKender]

Babette rolled down the window and leaned halfway out, studying the area below. She waited for a brief break in the traffic on the lower ramp, then climbed onto the concrete abutment.

"Training starts now. Woo."

She leaped forward, using as much supernatural strength as she could muster, intending to clear the ramp. Mid-air, she regretted everything.



"Aaaaaah!"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

The jump was easy, the doubts came on just as easily. But she cleared the ramp no problem. One difficulty though - she couldn't even see the place she was leaping toward. As she came over the guard rail of the far side of the ramp, she could see her landing zone was a one foot wide stretch of concrete covered in loose, slippery dirt. Could she get her magic landing powers up in time?

((Describe her mentals on seeing the landing spot and I'll decide if she pulls it off.))

[DKender]

The ground was approaching so quickly, she barely had time to think. Instead, Babette fell back on her gymnast instincts. Yes! Dkender almost forgot that she'd taken gymnastics as a child, tween, and teen. Just bend at the knees, stand straight, and put your hands in the air like a champion.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Gymnast instincts got her into position and vampire instincts got her to land. Not exactly the landing she hoped for, but nothing broke. She found herself clinging to the ramp wall and the sliver of sidewalk like a frightened insect. Sorting herself out and peeking over the ramp, she saw Darren looking down.

 Darren-
"That's just ... yikes."

[DKender]

"I do my own stunts. Are you coming down? It may be safer to climb."

She didn't want Darren to break a leg. They'd have to find blood, if that happened, and there were no vampire-friendly bartenders around to dole it out in pretty cups.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

 
  Darren-
"Neeeh, just give me a moment."

Now she had a chance to see what this foolery looked like from the outside. Darren climbed over the guard rail, steadied his feet on the concrete, then crouched and sprang out into the air. He soared at first, like the mighty eagle.

Then about halfway, he started flapping his arms and tumbling end over end like a cartoon character, and his arc came to resemble that of a plastic bag thrown with force. You know the way it's quick at first, but then crumples against air resistance.

A full four seconds after hopping off the concrete above, he landed about the same as she had.

[DKender]

How graceful they were, the creatures of the night.

"Ho-ray. We are like acrobats. Want to hitchhike? I can thumb a ride. Let's find the nearest cemetery and be gloomy, just like high school. Won't that be a thrill?"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Darren-
"I dunno, whatever you like. Hm..."

They appraised the situation. They were on a sliver of roadside not really meant for human walking. Cars roared by indifferently. Across the street from them was reasonable sidewalk.

Darren-
"Maybe we shimmy down this side until we find a better place to cross?"

[DKender]

She stuck her hands in her pockets and started to shimmy all casual-like. Babette kept an eye out for a good crossing point, but she was in no hurry.

"I'm just happy to get out of that abbey. Where did you live, before yesterday? Once this is over, I'm moving. Shoot fires, I had a nightmare that I stumbled into a library, and the books grew teeth and tiny arms. They started gluing beads and googly eyes to my dress."



"It was terrifying."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Darren also put hands in his hoodie pocket and also casual shimmied. They were crab-walkin' cool guys.

Darren-
"Yikes. I hate to say you're a good fit for Greyburn, but you're a good fit for Greyburn. You guys both speak in sludge lyrics. Metal flake cupcake, what do you say?"