They call me a baby driver [Open]
Sirius's investigation of the ship had been haphazard at first. Now that he was working with Moony on a map of Stacy, he planned to fix that. The Hangar was well explored as far as he knew, but he had yet to go there himself. At first glance it looked simple enough. Lots of vehicles of all kinds, most unrecognizable to him. Their unfamiliarity made up for the lack of secret passages of any kind.
It wasn't until he reached a motorcycle that a strange thought passed his mind. He hadn't expected anything of his to be here. After Azkaban he was grateful just to have his wand. The fact that Stacy had given him the Marauder's Map, his mirror, and enchanted knife had been mind blowing at first. Now he wondered if there was something else Stacy brought from his world.
He walked faster and scanned the Hangar. It was a long while before there it was. A Triumph Bonneville T120 that belonged to one Sirius Black.
"Oh, baby." He ran his hands over the handle and then down her body. His fingers found several dents but the damage was minimal. He could fix that.
He straddled the motorcycle and held his breath as he turned the keys that were still in the ignition. The engine revved. The bike sprung to life. Sirius laughed.
"That's my girl." He pressed a button and kicked off into the air.
Nearly an hour later anyone walking around the City would see a strange sight. A man on a motorcycle soaring over them. The motorcycle's engines masked his laughter. But he was still laughing when he set her down on a road and let the engine rest. He stroked the handlebars lovingly.
"We've both still got it."
It wasn't until he reached a motorcycle that a strange thought passed his mind. He hadn't expected anything of his to be here. After Azkaban he was grateful just to have his wand. The fact that Stacy had given him the Marauder's Map, his mirror, and enchanted knife had been mind blowing at first. Now he wondered if there was something else Stacy brought from his world.
He walked faster and scanned the Hangar. It was a long while before there it was. A Triumph Bonneville T120 that belonged to one Sirius Black.
"Oh, baby." He ran his hands over the handle and then down her body. His fingers found several dents but the damage was minimal. He could fix that.
He straddled the motorcycle and held his breath as he turned the keys that were still in the ignition. The engine revved. The bike sprung to life. Sirius laughed.
"That's my girl." He pressed a button and kicked off into the air.
Nearly an hour later anyone walking around the City would see a strange sight. A man on a motorcycle soaring over them. The motorcycle's engines masked his laughter. But he was still laughing when he set her down on a road and let the engine rest. He stroked the handlebars lovingly.
"We've both still got it."
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"Oh, it's been over a year since I heard that song." Assuming Anwei was referring to 'I Will Survive,' which he did.
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A sigh. "And if the people here are the sort i could have met back on Earth, I feel the fool for staying in the hangar so often, and not going out and seeing them." Seeing them while Earth was still there.
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Or not. "That song." Oh well, all things considered he was lucky to remember the song in the first place.
"So, you work on engines?" He hoped to cover his lapse in memory. "Are you a mechanic?" He knew he remembered that right, at least. He'd done enough research on motorcycles.
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It had taken enough effort to learn how a motorcycle worked. He had trouble fathoming how Muggles could have built something so large that was able to fly without the use of charms.
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"I think one of the words you used didn't translate though - 'Muggle'?"
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"Wizards rely mostly on magic so we don't use airplanes. Most of us don't use motorcycles either, which is a shame. You can't feel the wind on your face on an airplane, can you?" From what he'd seen he very much doubted it.
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"Well, my airplane had windows, but you couldn't open them in flight, no. You would be going too fast." And certainly you wouldn't open the windows in low Earth orbit.
"What do wizards use for transport then? Enchanted animals? Or do you just fly?"
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He paused. "Come to think of it I should have tried riding a dragon. I'll have to settle for my bike."
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Could she do that sort of magic? Probably not.
"I'm not certain any of the dragons on board would like to be ridden. Zouichi gave me a ride on his bike once, but - hm, oddly enough, it turned out that he was under a magic spell, and we had to cut the ride short."