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One With the Wind
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There's basketball, football, hockey... Uhhh... |
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What are you muttering to yourself about? |
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Oh, nothing. Just wondering which club I should join. There's so many to choose from... |
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So you haven't decided yet? The application deadline is tomorrow! |
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What? So you've picked one? |
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Naturally. My application's BEEN in. |
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Huh. Well, unlike SOME people who are only good at physical stuff, I've got my eye on clubs of a more sophisticated nature, so I need to take my time. |
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Are you trying to pick a fight? I'll have you know that I took a look at the Pop Music Club! |
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I bet it was only 'cause Cater dragged you along. |
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...Maybe. |
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Thought so. So? Which club did you end up going with? |
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Track and field. |
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There's a surprise. Why that one? |
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Because they didn't have a... |
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A what? |
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A blastcycle club! |
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Like they would have a club where people just tear around on magical vehicles all day?! Where would you even drive around here?! Through the mountains or something? |
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Well...it would've been nice to have the option. I even put in an application to form a club when I heard there wasn't one, but the headmage said no. |
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Are you that into them? |
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Are you kidding? Who ISN'T into blastcycles?! They're a modern marvel! Didn't you ever look at magazine spreads on them as a kid? |
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Nope. Different strokes for different folks. I mean, the bigger ones are kinda cool, but will I live if I never get to ride one? Yeah. |
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You're kidding! You've never felt the thrill of gripping those enchanted handlebars?! Like, not even once?! |
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Whoa! Hang on. They can't be that awesome. |
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But they are! Unlike other vehicles, you've got nothing blocking your field of vision, so you're free to take in the view while you ride. If you're ever feeling blue, you just get on a blaster and tune out the world. Then it's just you, the road, and nature. |
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I'm actually kinda moved. You're really into them! Look at you, eyes all lit up like some kid. |
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Oh! Er... Well... Ahem! To be honest, talking about them makes me wish I could go for a ride right now. I haven't been able to since the first day of school. You should give it a shot if you can. There's no better thrill than swerving around corners and going full throttle down the open road! The harder you accelerate, the faster everything melts away, till you're all alone and barely feel the need to breathe. It's almost like you become one with the wind... I just adore that sensation. |
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Sounds pretty and all, but I can't say I get how you'd feel it that hard when the vehicle's doing the work for you. |
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What? Don't you know it uses the rider's magic as fuel? The only way to be a real blastcycle rider is to be one with your bike! |
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Okay. So it needs your magic. The engine's still the thing makin' it run. |
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Well...I guess. That's how engines work. If you had to put a hundred percent of your magic into powering the vehicle, then it wouldn't really be a vehi... Wait. I've got an idea. Let me rewind a bit so I can explain it better. |
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Okay, then. Shoot. |
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I joined track and field, right? And I told you how much I adore that feeling of being one with the wind? What better way to chase that feeling than through sprints, marathons, or long jumps? The club's just chock full of opportunities to do exactly that. And it wouldn't be a vehicle powering me, either. It'd be all me. Track and field wasn't just some random choice for me; it was destiny. That's it! There's a category 5 windstorm comin' everyone's way, and they're calling it Hurricane Deuce! |
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With that kinda talk, you better not be the first to sputter out in a race. |
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Oh, I'll be in first place. And I fully expect you to be right there singing my praises when I hit the finish line. |
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I'd rather get my head chopped off. Anyway, where's my thank-you for helping you come up with a cool excuse for choosing your club? |
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Gone with the wind! |
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