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[axeofoath]

[There's the sound of an engine running smoothly, a constant hum as a car moves along a City street somewhere. All seems well, until-]

Y-Young Master, the brake! The brake, quickly--w-watch out for that pothole!

[Gremio's probably too nervous to be a driving instructor to anyone, but that doesn't seem to have stopped him.]

[ooc: Grab bag curse is a genre switch with Tyr~]

Comments

[axeofoath]

[He does! Tyr's a great master beneath that little bit of brattiness.] Don't worry, Young Master. I should be able to cook it in time for your return!

[stargathering]

[ The amount of brattiness is almost negligible. ] I'm certain you will. [ Since he was planning to be late. ] It's fine if it's a little late, though...

[axeofoath]

[Truly, he's practically all sap.] But you two will surely be hungry when you return! I can't allow it to be late.