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Ezrim: How about a slow circuit together so we know where our “track” is, and then we’ll race for real?

Connor: That's reasonable. I can map an ideal route if you would like.

Ezrim: All right. Let’s go. *he’ll let Connor lead.*

Connor: *won't ride slowly, but it's at a sort of "brisk walk" pace, still slow enough that they can discuss obstacles and the like . . . and Connor promises to lock all but the most basic of the data he's gathering to get closer to a "react in the instant" behavior that Ezrim will have to contend with, not wanting to create an unfair advantage (beyond his direct hack, but he figures Ezrim's probably as used to a scooter as Darnell is to driving a car, so it's not too different)*

Ezrim: For the first race, sure, for the second, I want to see what you can do. *They’ll map things out and get back to the “start”* Ready? Darnell, why do you count us down? *so he doesn’t have the unfair advantage of knowing exactly when to go.*

Connor: *pleased little grin at that and nods - he'd like to see too*

Darnell: Sure. Hit it /on/ "go," okay? Three...two...one...GO! *sharp clap of his hands to help further accentuate*

Connor: *hesitates a split second to accommodate for a common length of human reaction time before taking off*

Ezrim: *takes off! He’s very skilled as he zips along, leaping obstacles, and just enjoying the /speed/!*

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Connor: *torn between his directive to defer to humans (and like species, he has to figure) and his order to /race/ Ezrim, he decides and lets loose, sometimes overtaking Ezrim and sometimes just barely tailing him*

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Ezrim: *If Connor had any doubts about what he should do, Ezrim laughs and shouts* Don’t hold back on me, Connor! *when Connor clearly let loose Ezrim laughed again and puts his all into it. Ezrim will win this race, but barely. He slows, laughing.* That was great. Once more, but don’t hold back this time. At all.

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Connor: *there's a new light in his eyes. He's never done anything just to do it. There's always been a reason. He's always rationalized a purpose, a use, for any new endeavor he's tackled. But this...this sends a thrill through his systems he's never felt before. He nods at Ezrim's order and takes off again, truly giving it his all this time. He actually blows through the course three times before finally returning to his companions. His LED is yellow from the stress of processing - both the course and the sensations - but his eyes are bright and, while still small by anyone else's standards, he has the biggest grin they've seen on him yet.*
Darnell: *crows!* That was amazing, Connor!

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Ezrim: *will keep up amazingly well the first two times, not even caring that Connor beats him on both laps. The last he pulls aside and lets Connor take a victory lap, crowing with Darnell when the android finally returns.* Haha! Was that fun, or what?!
Jaya: Fun to watch for sure. *grinning* You’re both insane and that was amazing to watch.

It'd help if I tagged, huh? 9,9

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Connor: *hesitates, though still grinning - /was/ it? Was it "fun"? And does he dare admit it?* Y-yes . . . yes, it was fun. It was /very/ fun. *nods at Jaya* Thank you.
Darnell: *throws an arm around Connor's shoulders, snugging him* /Great/ job, partner! That was awesome!
Connor: *just...kinda glowing with the experience*

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Ezrim: *claps Connor’s shoulder* We’ll have to do this again sometime. We won’t travel nearly so fast, so we’ll have to have some fun before we go.

Now that I'm done (for now) rambling about Gavin...

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((Also, I wrote that subject line...then thought of Gavin/Hank...))

Connor: Yes. I-I would like that, Ezrim. *he shouldn't, he shouldn't be /able/ to "like" or "want"...but he does. He can no longer deny it.*
Darnell: *that just gets a HUGE grin for his partner's sake* C'mon. It's getting towards dinner time, and you've still got that chicken in your backpack. Let's head back.