Eh, we could, but not one of the tall ones. That's a good way to get a tower of rubbish falling on top of you.
[The idea of having a stack of junk fall on top of him in the S-yard made Lyle feel acutely uneasy and... mildly headache-y. His memory of the happenings during the Fire were obscured, so he didn't know the reason for it--he simply thought he was having a bout of over-cautiousness.]
Might be better to knock around individual pieces of junk and see how far they'll go, I think.
[He pointed at an aluminum trash can lying on its side a few yards away before climbing back into the driver's seat.]
Like that, for instance. Let's see how much punch this packs. [He looked back over his shoulder at Sniper.] I'll only be hitting with the front of the car, so you can stand on the back bumper and hold on to the seats if you want a ride.
Well yeah, but you could definitely knock down a small pile as long as it was at the right angle. [He's not actively aware of it, but the reason he's so confident is that he knows angles without actually knowing any technical concepts, just as he knows how the wind affects his shots and how to properly aim his slingshot. Nevertheless, he notices that all his perceptions are slightly off in this body, so he relents.]
But seeing how far things go could be fun too. [And of course, he hops onto the back of the car. Sure, the extra weight will mean that the car's momentum will slow, but he wants a ride. He wishes that Disneyworld would come back. He misses those things.]
[She bounces up and down in her seat with a huge grin, stops when she realizes it is NOT DIGNIFIED, and then resumes when she remembers that Lyle and Sniper don't have a lot going in the dignity department right now either.]
I bet we could make that trashcan go a hundred feet!
[He snickers at Krile's obvious enthusiasm before kicking the little car into gear.]
Guess we'll have to see for our selves.
[Pushing the pedal down to the floor it... okay, isn't that fast, particularly with the heavy guy hanging off the back. But they pick up enough speed that once the front of the bumper car smacks into the trashcan it bounces and crashes quite soundly. ...Into one of those tall towers of junk they had been meaning to avoid. Which is now wobbling.]
Shite. Hang tight.
[Aaaand, now they're going in reverse, fast as they can go in this thing just in case that big pile of stuff decides it can't win the battle against gravity.]
Ohhoo~ Not too bad! [Sniper notes as the trashcan rolls a little further than he expected. When the tower wobbles and he notices that he's severely slowing the car down, he notes that Krile as she is probably wouldn't fare too well against a huge tower falling on top of her.
With that thought in mind, he drapes his hand down the side of the car, snags onto what appears to be the skeleton of a bicycle wheel. He rolls off the side, and hurls it as hard as he can at the tower. Which is surprisingly hard in this body. He gives a little chuckle to himself at how easy that was, then shouts,] TIIIIIIIIMMBEEEEEEER!
[The huge grin on her face falters when she sees how precarious the trash tower it struck is. But she's distracted by the sudden ACTION taken by her friend there.]
Sniper wait! Don't--!
[Then she watches as the tire thumps into the tower, apparently with enough force to tilt it away from the car.
She still grabs onto her hat as it crashes, clangs, bangs and shatters to the ground, eyes big as saucers.]
Sniper! What the hell do you think you're--[KaTHUNK. And the tower starts to topple backwards. Oh. That's what he was doing. With the immediate danger out of the way he stops the car and stands, resting his hands on top of the windshield.]
Are you trying to give us heart attacks? [A pause, and he breathes a sigh of relief, chuckles, and shakes his head.] Nice shot, though.
Okay, okay, Sniper lets out a large cackle of triumph, because he never does anything halfway.]
Come on, take it easy! [He chastises Gene. Mostly because he's not entirely sure what he was so worried about. Sure, that tower falling on you would probably hurt a lot, but he's pretty sure it wouldn't even come close to killing him. He's not a good fighter, he realizes that much, but he also realizes that he's durable. He was struck by lightning and got up again, and that's got to count for something.] I know what I'm doing! Besides, I was weighing you guys down.
[He plants one hand on top of Krile's head.] And Krile's little! She would have been in big trouble if it landed on her!
[He assumes Gene wouldn't have been in too much trouble, just like him. He's obviously some sort of fighter, and Sniper's sure that he was just as durable as him.]
Yeah, yeah. I'm just glad I didn't end up running over you. Then I'd have to hear you complaining about it.
[He doesn't sound serious when he says it, more like he just wants to keep poking at Sniper. The fact that he makes a "Wah-BUMP" sound effect meant to sound like a car hitting a speedbump only adds to that.]
[At Gene's words, Sniper decides the best course of action is to elbow the other man in the ribs.] Oi, oi, oi, don't act so unconcerned!
Besides, [he adds triumphantly,] I would have gotten all tangled up in the wheels so you would have had to deal with that. Anyway, I think that's enough knocking things over for today.
I changed my mind, [Sniper counters breezily, obviously not taking any of this seriously. Then he turns to Krile and says,] I should ask Bridge if he can help us make a permanent version of this. You know, just to ride around for fun. I think he's...
[Sniper trails off and plants both hands on his head.] Shit! I'm supposed to be working!
[NO. NOT SCARED THE SLIGHTEST LITTLE BIT. She feels the urge to emphasize it but realizes that if she sticks to the subject, it will become clear that she was.]
[BUT ONLY A LITTLE.]
You should! I bet something like this'd be real handy for Scavenging if you made a space in the back to carry stuff around in.
[She giggles at Sniper's sudden panic.] Slacker! And Bridge's such a tyrant with you guys. You'd better start working right now or he'll fire you!
It's a decent idea. I'm sure there are enough abandoned vehicles here that something can be cobbled together.
[Lyle sighed when Sniper mentioned he's supposed to be working.] You and me both. [He hiked a thumb towards the elevator.] Come on, short stuff. I'll give you a ride back so I can get to it.
Aah, you're on duty too? Good! When you come back, come and find me and we can see if we can tackle some of the big piles. Ever slide down one of 'em? [He sticks both arms in front of him as a demonstration, then says,] I usually find one of those big abandoned shields and... whoosh!
[A guy's gotta get his excitement somewhere. He waves at Krile.]
Never slid down one, no. The sharp things that jut out tend to stop me from that. But I'll be up for taking one on, and we'll see how big of a dent having this thing around can make, figuratively speaking.
[He climbs in the car and off they go to the elevator]
[Quicklog]
We could! Lyle, we should try--
[--adult sensibilities kicking in.]
Wait. That probably wouldn't be safe.
[Quicklog]
[The idea of having a stack of junk fall on top of him in the S-yard made Lyle feel acutely uneasy and... mildly headache-y. His memory of the happenings during the Fire were obscured, so he didn't know the reason for it--he simply thought he was having a bout of over-cautiousness.]
Might be better to knock around individual pieces of junk and see how far they'll go, I think.
[He pointed at an aluminum trash can lying on its side a few yards away before climbing back into the driver's seat.]
Like that, for instance. Let's see how much punch this packs. [He looked back over his shoulder at Sniper.] I'll only be hitting with the front of the car, so you can stand on the back bumper and hold on to the seats if you want a ride.
[Quicklog]
But seeing how far things go could be fun too. [And of course, he hops onto the back of the car. Sure, the extra weight will mean that the car's momentum will slow, but he wants a ride. He wishes that Disneyworld would come back. He misses those things.]
[Quicklog]
[She bounces up and down in her seat with a huge grin, stops when she realizes it is NOT DIGNIFIED, and then resumes when she remembers that Lyle and Sniper don't have a lot going in the dignity department right now either.]
I bet we could make that trashcan go a hundred feet!
[Quicklog]
Guess we'll have to see for our selves.
[Pushing the pedal down to the floor it... okay, isn't that fast, particularly with the heavy guy hanging off the back. But they pick up enough speed that once the front of the bumper car smacks into the trashcan it bounces and crashes quite soundly. ...Into one of those tall towers of junk they had been meaning to avoid. Which is now wobbling.]
Shite. Hang tight.
[Aaaand, now they're going in reverse, fast as they can go in this thing just in case that big pile of stuff decides it can't win the battle against gravity.]
[Quicklog]
With that thought in mind, he drapes his hand down the side of the car, snags onto what appears to be the skeleton of a bicycle wheel. He rolls off the side, and hurls it as hard as he can at the tower. Which is surprisingly hard in this body. He gives a little chuckle to himself at how easy that was, then shouts,] TIIIIIIIIMMBEEEEEEER!
[Quicklog]
[The huge grin on her face falters when she sees how precarious the trash tower it struck is. But she's distracted by the sudden ACTION taken by her friend there.]
Sniper wait! Don't--!
[Then she watches as the tire thumps into the tower, apparently with enough force to tilt it away from the car.
She still grabs onto her hat as it crashes, clangs, bangs and shatters to the ground, eyes big as saucers.]
[Quicklog]
Are you trying to give us heart attacks? [A pause, and he breathes a sigh of relief, chuckles, and shakes his head.] Nice shot, though.
[Quicklog]
Okay, okay, Sniper lets out a large cackle of triumph, because he never does anything halfway.]
Come on, take it easy! [He chastises Gene. Mostly because he's not entirely sure what he was so worried about. Sure, that tower falling on you would probably hurt a lot, but he's pretty sure it wouldn't even come close to killing him. He's not a good fighter, he realizes that much, but he also realizes that he's durable. He was struck by lightning and got up again, and that's got to count for something.] I know what I'm doing! Besides, I was weighing you guys down.
[He plants one hand on top of Krile's head.] And Krile's little! She would have been in big trouble if it landed on her!
[He assumes Gene wouldn't have been in too much trouble, just like him. He's obviously some sort of fighter, and Sniper's sure that he was just as durable as him.]
[Quicklog]
First, giddiness from nearly being squashed by a garbage heap.
Second, injured pride when Sniper says she is more or less really easy to squash right now. Especially because he's right.
Third...]
It was a big pile of heavy things! Everyone would have been in trouble if it landed on us!
[Quicklog]
[He doesn't sound serious when he says it, more like he just wants to keep poking at Sniper. The fact that he makes a "Wah-BUMP" sound effect meant to sound like a car hitting a speedbump only adds to that.]
[Quicklog]
Besides, [he adds triumphantly,] I would have gotten all tangled up in the wheels so you would have had to deal with that. Anyway, I think that's enough knocking things over for today.
[Quicklog]
You'd really be hard to untangle like you are now. That was fun though! Even if it was kinda scary.
[WAIT NO ARGH NO WRONG BAD THING TO SAY.]
I mean, I wasn't scared at all! But lots of people might be from that.
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I expressed concern earlier and you told me to take it easy. Make up your mind.
Can't argue with being done with the demolition derby, though.
[He chuckled a little at Krile's insistence that though the situation was scary, she was not scared.] Of course you weren't.
[Quicklog]
[Sniper trails off and plants both hands on his head.] Shit! I'm supposed to be working!
[Quicklog]
[BUT ONLY A LITTLE.]
You should! I bet something like this'd be real handy for Scavenging if you made a space in the back to carry stuff around in.
[She giggles at Sniper's sudden panic.] Slacker! And Bridge's such a tyrant with you guys. You'd better start working right now or he'll fire you!
[Quicklog]
[Lyle sighed when Sniper mentioned he's supposed to be working.] You and me both. [He hiked a thumb towards the elevator.] Come on, short stuff. I'll give you a ride back so I can get to it.
[Quicklog]
[A guy's gotta get his excitement somewhere. He waves at Krile.]
See you later, Krile! Come visit me again soon!
[Quicklog]
If you two do that, be careful!
[Still, she waves merrily at Sniper.]
Bye-bye! Don't do anything to hurt your manly body!
[Quicklog]
[He climbs in the car and off they go to the elevator]
[scene end?]