Catchall.

[browbeater]

Who: Mako (firethepolice)
When: February!
Where: All about TS, but predominantly Fire Sector.
What: Doing THINGS
Warnings: None. Let me know if you want something, though.

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[chittybang]

[Asami examined the landscape out yonder like she would consider saying no, but her answer was only to come after she could get an idea for the track. So she didn't know the exact layout, but that's where improvising came in. Made things interesting.

She delivered her ready answer,] Looks good. [Her smile was different than usual, less warm and carrying an edge of feminine spunk.]

So, are you ready? I'll take the passenger seat and let you follow my instruction.

[browbeater]

[he could hear the change in her voice-- he figured this was definitely her comfort zone. He took one last glance over the track, and then turned back to her. He seemed relaxed and at ease.]

Alright, Miss Sato.

[the teasing emphasis was there, just because her being his teacher was a little out of the norm for them. But he winked after it, and headed towards the car, before holding the passenger's side door open for her]

[chittybang]

[All this display was impressive. She paused for a moment, glancing at him flirtatiously.]

I like how that sounds. Maybe keep that in mind.

[For what, she didn't say out loud. She slunk into the car and strapped on her seatbelt.]

[browbeater]

[he let out an amused 'hmm' before shutting the door behind her and going around to the other side to climb in. He knew the basics-- after all he'd almost ran over Korra in a satomobile once.

Clutches were not his strong point, but not something he was completely unfamiliar with. So, he started the car and glanced over at Asami]

So, what're we doing first? You tell me and I'll do it.

[chittybang]

[The entire time he was getting situated, she looked at him like she was waiting for something. She even grants him an extra second or two after he asks for step one.]

Well, Mister Man, first you put on your seatbelt. [She pulls her goggles over her eyes.] Rule number one, always respect the machine you're climbing into.

[browbeater]

[well, that was the obvious first step. He glances back at the seatbelt, and then grabs it. It clicks into a place easily enough. But watching her pull down her goggles reminded him that they'd be a good idea for him right then-- especially driving on a dirt track.

He readjusts them, and then pulls them down]

You got me, Miss Sato. Alright, so how about the step after we've got the safety gear on?

[chittybang]

[She rests her elbow on the car door and straightens up, scooting back her hips.]

Take a minute to adjust your mirrors, then you go ahead and step on the clutch all the way. You know how to get it into gear, right?

[browbeater]

[he nods, his arms already reaching at least to adjust the overhead mirror] I can pop a clutch, sure. Basic stuff.

[he liked motorcycles, though. They already were infinitely simpler than the full-on satomobile. But, he was learning from a pro.]

You think we're ready to go that far?

[... so what if there was innuendo there]

[chittybang]

[She's not above that.

In fact, she's kind of a sucker for it.]

If your tachometer says it's okay, I don't see why not. [It's an innuendo for something. For the sake of the joke, she leaves it at that, but her eyes are peeled on his stick shift and the dash in front of him to make sure he's about to do everything correctly.]

[browbeater]

[he glances at the RPM, and then at the shift. First, start the car.

Then, popping the clutch was easy, his foot pressing down on the gas, and he wasn't lying when he said he knew how. In fact, they were speeding off (though he was paying attention to the fact that they were on a dirt path). He grinned back at her]

Then you better hold on.

[chittybang]

[It didn't sound or feel to her like the engine was outperforming itself, a good indication he'd made it to third. This put her somewhat at ease, and she was able to sit back in her seat, although her back remained straight.]

Not bad, sweetie. Who here taught you how to drive?

[browbeater]

[she missed his crazy driving from a couple of months ago-- so it was probably a good thing. For then, the question catches him off guard. He hadn't learned anything about driving in Keeliai. He mostly walked everywhere]

I picked up a few things back home.

[... wait, no, he didn't want to talk about that either. But, hey, maybe that was the only answer she needed. Who wanted to talk about watching the Triads drive?]

[chittybang]

[She immediately thinks he's referring to her expertise, so luckily for him his answer satisfies her.]

I see. [She switches into her instructional mode.] Alright, come to a stop whenever you're ready.

[Only for her to see whether or not he downshifts, so her eyes are on him more and the road less.]