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You barely get situated in your seat before the ride lurches into action! Yelping in surprise, you share an excited glance with Talbot as your basket immediately tips backwards during your ascent! It’s a good thing you’re strapped in pretty good, you think as you press into the back of your seat, otherwise you’d be bouncing all over the place!
“<span class="mu-r">Y-yea…</span>” Stammers Nats as you continue to climb, “<span class="mu-r">Speaking of, sis, y-you might wanna cover up a bit…</span>”
It takes you a moment to process her suggestion, but once you get the picture you swiftly cross your legs and press your chest against the safety bar for, well… <span class="mu-i">stability</span>. Damn dresses!
The demon’s tip pays off–you barely cover up before Talbot turns your way with an eager glint in his eyes!
“Ready!?”
Before you can ask what he means, the big oaf begins rocking the cage back and forth causing you to start rolling <span class="mu-i">long</span> before the ride gets really started! Not one to play the demure girl, you double-down and match his rocks with some of your own, and by the time the whole zipper begins to tilt up, down, and all around, the two of you are giggling like idiots as your vision swims from tumbling through the air!
Mid-laugh, however, a wave of nausea washes over you after your fiftieth or sixtieth spin–you weren’t keeping track! Feeling a cold sweat coming on, you lock things down and force the faint taste of bile back down your throat just as Talbot glances over at you!
“YOU GOOD!?”
YEA, you shout as your short hair flops all over the basket, PROBABLY THAT DUMB <span class="mu-r">SALAD</span> SYB MADE YOU EAT!
“STOP, YOU’RE GONNA MAKE ME <span class="mu-i">PUKE!</span>” Jokes your bodyguard as the ride makes one more pass at getting you to lose your lunch! Despite it all, however, you and Talbot emerge from the ride undefeated–a bit shaky in the knees, maybe, but you use that to your advantage!
Whoof, you exclaim as you lean into him for support, that… that was <span class="mu-i">AWESOME!</span>
Holding you steady by wrapping his arm around your shoulder, Talbot smiles in assent! “Ready for the next one?”
Spotting your next target just past some stupid baby <span class="mu-r">TRAIN RIDE,</span> you respond to him with a determined nod! Sure, you grin, if <span class="mu-i">HE</span> is!
“Ha! No SWEAT!”
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