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[Of course she's pretty darn interested in the monster they just ripped a tooth out of. She studies it as carefully as she can while the Persona does its thing, half-listening to Nanjo's little speech. Her friends will definitely want to hear all about this...]

I wonder why it was all alone. Aren't wolves supposed to be in a pack? Even if they do look like that? But thank you for healing it.

[But right as she's looking up to give Nanjo a tiny smile, Okuyasu gives her a pat on the head. Why do people pat her on the head? She automatically squeezes her eyes shut, only opening them once the hand is gone and she hears him make... a very good point about their mode of transportation. It hadn't seemed important at the time, but now...]

...Oh, right! It's— [Right there, she's about to say, except it most definitely is not right there. It is, in fact, almost level with the treetops, and it's slowly drifting higher and higher. Whoops! She brings a hand up to awkwardly rub the back of her head as she watches its ascent.] Can... one of your Personas grab it?

...of course. How careless of me. Excuse me for a moment...

[As he steps away from the wolf, the Persona disappears in a bluish light. He throws his sword to the ground so it won't bother him, before glowing blue once more, summoning Futsuno Mitama. The four arms moved downwards to catch one of Kei's feet as he was propelled into the air and into one of the branches before disappearing once more.

A series of swings and careful judgement of which branches were safe to move on, he manages to grab the edge of the bike and jump on it before it moves upwards even more. It's rather impressive, but Kei had been training mind and body since he was young. To be able to wield a two handed sword with just one was impressive in itself. At least now it was standing in the air. He look downwards at them.]

Miss Ochako! Should I apply more weight to it?

[Nevermind he had just climbed a tree in record time.]

[And there goes Nanjo... after the dragon thing, it seems silly to be surprised, so Okuyasu just keeps fiddling with the wolf tooth and watching this acrobatic display idly. Hmm.]

...Tell him to jump on it 'til it falls back down. [she's not going to do that, he can Feel it--] That's a joke.

[Ochako, unlike the person standing beside her is, is very impressed by the acrobatics on display here. She doesn't even acknowledge his totally lame joke as she stares right up at Nanjo. That height is slightly worrying, so please... don't fall...]

Y-Yes! Or you can try to pull it down!

[Come on Okuyasu. Well faced with that situation, it is easy to imagine what happens next. If you think 'a giant dragon appears and uses it's body to slowly push the bike downward by holding it like a snake would' then you win a prize.

The prize is just Kei descending, which is probably sad for everyone involved. Once he close enough, the Persona disappears once more, to be replaced by another, more human one.]

Well then. Let us return.

[Vroom vroom, come ride the still-barely floating Kei mobile.]

[It's a good joke? Nothing could have gone wrong. The dragon method is cool, though, if a little excessive... but there's no such thing as excessive for Jojos, so Okuyasu is placated by dragonsonas.

Like before, he nods at Ochako to hop on first, then he can climb on after.]

I don't get to drive again? [more jokes... but also, you break his heart, Nanjo...]

[With both the motorcycle and its owner safe and sound, Ochako finally manages a weak grin. Silly Okuyasu...

But even though the boy's got jokes, it's not enough to distract her from the fact that things are starting to... spin. How long has she been keeping this bike afloat, anyway? Too Long, according to her stomach, and so she leans in toward Nanjo as soon as she's back in her seat.]

Can we hurry? Sorry, but I'm starting to get a little nauseous...

No.

[Not now. Maybe not forever. That's good, right? When he notices how she looks, Kei's expression does soften a bit.]

I apologize, Miss Ochako. Nijimura, make sure she doesn't fall off, let me know if she gets sick...

[True to his word, he speeds off with an even greater speed than before, so that the bubble spell isn't broken before they at least reach the outskirts of the forest. The advantage of having been to the top is he knew exactly which direction they should be heeding.

The return is not triumphant, but it is brief, and when the colorless well and then city spreads before them, it does mean they have succeeded.]

Nanjo, you were the coolest guy around for like ten minutes, but I've gotta take that title away if I don't get to drive.

[Just so everyone's clear on this part: Nanjo was briefly cool. Surely, he cares about this. More importantly is Ochako being worse for wear, most definitely partly because what if she... y'know... voms all over the place??

Thanks Nanjo for giving Okuyasu this task of keeping everybody on the bike; he doesn't have enough hands to hold onto the bike and Ochako, so at the last moment before they speed away he shoves the wolf tooth in his pocket and leans forward to grab onto Nanjo's shoulders. Ochako is now trapped in a dude prison until they get back to town, but this is the best he can do on short notice.

It's not the wackiest part of this adventure, so there's that.]

[Ochako literally vomits rainbows, but no worries, friends. Nausea is a common occurrence for her! She can handle this!! She will just sit here quietly and stare intently at Nanjo's back as she tries to ward off the worst of it.

Except that's hard to do when she has someone encroaching into her personal bubble. The quarters are already cramped enough, thank you very much.]

I'm fine! [She elbows Okuyasu—gently, of course— in the hopes of pushing him back. All she needs is some fresh air, but she can't even manage to take her helmet off right now. This is the worst.] I'm not going to fall!

[Are we there yet?????]

assorted disasters feat. resident disaster boy

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