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 Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 8:55 pm
:::She summized that Luke was trying to be supportive, but what he was saying somehow didn't help her feel mroe comfortable:::
I..I still don't know what that means, Luke.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:00 pm
*Luke and Cora enter into a break in well-trimmed brush. Around the corner a lot of cars with mostly Pennsylvania license plates stare back.*
Trust me-- *He clicks a button on his keychain and a Green Ford Focus BEEPS and the hazards flash.* --tonight, you'll learn.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:04 pm
:::He seemed pretty confident about it, and it served to rub off on her a little:::
Alright, I'll try my best.
:::She sees the beeping, and realizes that they're going to use a car to transport themsevles to where grub is:::
Oh my goodness...! An automobile.
:::Imagine someone telling you that you were about to ride a camel to where ever it is you're going. Multiply that by 1000 years. Cora marveled at first, but then realized the statistics she'd learned about these machines:::
Are you sure this is safe, Luke?
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:09 pm
*Luke remembers reading all about the 4-star crash-test rating and the additional safety features on the 2000 model.*
Yeah, a little too safe.
*He opens the door and gets into the driver's side.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:26 pm
:::Cora thinks to herself, How can something be TOO safe? But she figured she'd asked enough questions for now, and did as her friend did, but not without a little confusion:::
:::She looked at how Luke had gotten into the machine. She wrinkled her nose at the manual doors, but she began to look for an operating device to open it. She saw the handle and pulled on it, unlocking the hatch and the door parted.
She pulled it just enough so that she didn't hit the car next to her. She stuck her arms through, and propped them against the seat. Next thing she knew, she was trying to squeeze into the car on all fours:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:46 pm
*Luke reaches up to get his sunglasses from the visor and puts them on.*
*He hears shuffling and sees Cora struggling to get into the car the right way.*
*Luke looks overtop of the sunglasses.*
*laughs a little and starts up the car*
Wow.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:50 pm
:::Cora's been trying for the past few moments to position her body the way Luke's was, but entering the wrong way, and then having very limited space to spin around made it difficult. With a huff, she plopped down in place the right way:::
:::she hadn't paid attention to Luke chuckling, instead she began to feel a little unsafe, but he'd already promised that it was TOO safe...:::
I'm ready...
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:53 pm
*Luke reaches over and grabs the seatbelt across her. He buckles it and pulls it tight.* Hey buckle up. It's the law.
*grins* Didn't you say laws were important, officer?
*He puts the car into reverse and backs out.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:01 pm
Law...? :::She looks around and feels the black strap tighten onto her body:::
It's law to use this thin peice of synthetic fiber to strap yourself to a hunk of ill devised metal? What for??
:::She meant no offense, but you can imagine how frustrated she was getting:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:18 pm
*Luke turns on his radio. It's a local Pop Station. Nelly is singing the overplayed Rap song.*
It's gettin hot in here (so hot)
So take off all your clothes
I am gettin so hot, I wanna take my clothes off
*Luke says as though the answer is obvious.* It keeps you strapped in. You know, in case we crash.
*He lays his foot on the gas and pulls out of the parking lot and turns onto the main road.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:22 pm
:::Cora is disturbed by the rush of unexpected momentum, and strange sounds coming from all sides of her...:::
That's music right!? :::She hollars over it, hoping she got it right. She'd heard it before:::
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:24 pm
*Luke grins and hollars back.* Close enough!
*The day is still gorgeous around them. It's just going by twice as fast. He opens the sun roof and his window.*
*The air rushes past them and Luke turns onto an exit that takes them to the highway.*
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:26 pm
:::Cora yelps as her hair begins to whip her face. She was accustomed to tremendous speed...but was not used to being so close to the things not part of her own momentum:::
Luke...what are you doing!?!?!
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:30 pm
*Luke cuts across two lanes of high-speed traffic on I-95 and speeds into the left lane. It's around 4 'o clock, and they are in the beginnings of rush hour.*
Driving! *Luke takes his hands away and points to the wheel.* You want to try it?
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:33 pm
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