Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141207202844/@comment-25828117-20141215002737

The garage door slowly opened up.

The cranking sound in tandem with the early dawn sunlight streaming in gently, while two shadows painted long figures over the sides of the car.

It’s headlamps slightly glistering as well as the bronze-coloured coat work.

“Well…” Eirik placed his hands on his sides.

“Ready?” He then looked at his Imperial companion.

Hana had her Racing cap on already, with the goggles lifted, ready to be put on any moment. A few strands of her blonde hair escaped from under the leather protection.

She just looked at him and smiled after which she simply nodded.

“Born ready.”

They then walked in, each to a different side of the car.

Eirik was slightly faster in the passenger’s seat because Hana was slowly inspecting the side of her car.

''Everything seems in order. ''

Hana concluded before she in the race car got in as well.

The car almost didn’t wobble. So tight was its suspension.

But as Hana turned the ignition the engine made a weird noise.

Eirik immediately knew that something was wrong and looked at her for confirmation.

Hanna turned the ignition once more, just to be sure, but it was obvious.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Check the fuel.” She suddenly said in a serious voice.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eirik quickly jumped from his seat while Hanna remained behind the wheel, the Nord then quickly bolted across the side to get on the other side where the hood could be opened.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eirik opened the fuel supply to see that the oil had turned a dark purple hue with sort of a pink reflection. Enough to see that it wasn’t normal.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We’ve been sabotaged.” He said before looking back up at Hanna who dropped her softly on the steering wheel in disappointment.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Zenithar’s anvil… Just my luck.”

<p class="MsoNormal">She then got up again and hit the steering wheel.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Gah! I knew this could happen!”

<p class="MsoNormal">The Nord, also a bit pissed off, started to reason with her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Can’t we… You know say it to the panel?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“They’re not going to halt the entire race for that. Eirik…” Hanna said annoyed.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Well that sucks…” The Nord sighed. Slamming the hood back down with a bit of anger.

<p class="MsoNormal">“…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait a minute…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“That’s it!” Hanna suddenly looked up.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Huh? What?” The Nord asked her, not entirely sure about what she was going on about.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Sucks! Sucking!” Hanna informed him.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yes… That is indeed how I would describe the situation in which we find ourselves in. Your point?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Hanne rolled with her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Silly you… Get me a hose!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eirik didn’t get it at first but now he got it.

<p class="MsoNormal">He ran off to get a hose in the back of the garage.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Of course! You’re going to suck the bad fuel out! Clever girl! … But what about new fuel?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“There’s a batch out back in the office. Should be just enough to make it to the racing stand, where we can fuel up like all the rest. Oh and…  I’m not going to suck the bad fuel out.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No?” Eirik asked curiously when he opened the hood again.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No. You are.”

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yeah like that. Don’t swallow any of that now” Hanna encouraged

<p class="MsoNormal">“swhut youw mwoufh” The Nord sounded annoyed at her not taking this misfortune serious.

<p class="MsoNormal">The bad fuel was slowly but surely sucked out by Eirik and before he swallowed it he spat it back out, because of their haste, simply on the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal">Eventually when he was finished Hanna arrived with a fresh new can of fuel.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Passing through”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eirik turned aside along with his hose while she turned the can upside down and let it sink into the car.

<p class="MsoNormal">Soon after. They both jumped in the car and made it for the town square.

<p class="MsoNormal">They had lost so much time to prepare, they couldn’t even properly check the car again, whether or not there was anything else wrong with it.

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