Automobile meet up

[Circe]

Circe is still watching around, suspicious or curious it is up for debate. It takes her a moment to not the motion and then see the familiar figures. Well, the blonde mortal is not the second tallest person here that she has seen. Circe waves back and heads over to her fellow courtiers. Friends are good to find.


"Well, well, well, fancy running into you here," she greets them both, "Fortunately not with my Dodge. That'd be bad," she smirks. "If you are hoping to look at the engine," she crosses her red leather clad arms in an X, "I just got here. It'll be too hot," a few passersby look at her when she says that. "Certainly too much to touch. Seen anything good?"


Then smiles with a chuckle as she notes the food Kray has on him. No surprise there. Well, if she gets hungry she knows whom to ask for directions.

[Mina]

“It was a coffin shaped dragster, but it had an open air top if memory served me right. I also think there was another one, a more, uh, family style one that was enclosed.” Laughing, “It was really cool looking! But my point of it was that it was all custom and sure, it was for a tv show, but it was fun.” Shrugging, “Not practical, sure, but I’d drive it.” Cause, why not!

Getting another fry, and looking around at the question, “Hmmm.” Munching on the fry, she just shrugged, “You know, I don’t think so. I’m just not really a car girl. I like my Jeep, but even then, I don’t really like the decked-out Jeeps. I don’t like my vehicles to stand out, it just needs to get me from point A to point B. I got the Jeep because it was affordable and reliable, it could take me off road if I needed it, and I felt secure in it.” And that was what she needed at the time. There was nothing fancy to it, no secret desire she had to own one. “Sorry to disappoint you.” But that was what it was.

“Uh, I don’t know about cars, but I know for Jeeps you can double line the soft top. Or, if you have the money, pop on a hardtop in the winter and just not deal with that. Problem with soft tops is making sure to take care of the seals, because once you have a bad seal, it’s all down hill and you could need a new seal or soft top. Also depends on the what type of cold you’re dealing with. We dealing with ice and snow, or just in the fifties, each will affect soft tops differently. Once had a plastic Jeep window shatter when I tried to open it because of how cold it was, now that was expensive to replace.” See, the differences in cold was a huge thing.

She knew she could tinker with things, it was how she had replaced some of her own limbs before. But it was a skill she kept to herself. “It seems like a useful skill, knowing to do a few simple things wouldn’t be bad.” Maybe she’d look into that part of herself more. A shrug, “I guess I’d rather share the places I enjoy with my friends, makes them more enjoyable.” But everyone was different.

That idea seems to make her shift on her feet slightly, “I could, but being social is a still a bit,” pausing, “difficult at times. It’s easier with people from the club, they’re just easier to understand.” Hoping he’d, well, understand. Humans were…different. She was getting better at understanding them, but it was taking time.

Shaking her heads to Circe, “Nope, no engines for me, I know nothing about them. Except that they make the car go and are important.”

[Kray]

A coffin shaped car did sound kind of cool actually. "Huh. Well I can understand the appeal of that but not exactly useful on the roads, and well yeah I don't reckon I'd fit in the seat. If it actually existed." Which well with what that could do, it might be possible. But any kind of event car was not built for the massive mass of a giant ogre in mind, then again if he was thinking of trying to dream up something that wouldn't have to be an issue.

Well that goes to show he should not make assumptions, a lesson he should have learned many time over really. Mina might be a spring but it seemed that not everything hit spot. Fair enough. "Huh. Alright classic cars don't do it for you." It still felt odd to call them classics. "Uh. But the jeep works well enough, so what about other older military style vehicles?" Maybe rough and rugged was more to her taste then? "Uh. Why would I be disappointed?" He liked the older cars she didn't that was just difference in taste, cars had been a big up and coming thing before he went away it might not have been so for her.

Cars as a general rule might be out, but she knew things he did not quite clearly and the ogre listens. "Huh. Well you know how to take car of your jeep and well that's the only one you need to know really isn't it." Taking car of what was yours, keeping it running and functional. "Hm. Although I imagine you don't have to worry to much about that here in Sacramento?" Rain maybe which could be havoc on cars caught with the roof off but window shattering cold did not seem like such a problem.

Finishing off his monstrosity of a burger by literally shoving it into his maw and working his jaw over time to get it down he shrugs until he can speak again. "Ah. Some things are better with company some are not. We probably all have those comfortable or secret places we don't share. Places we can lets the mask down a little." Sure that applied to mortals in the metaphorical sense but it is just as likely he could have meant it in a more lost appropriate manner as well. "Uh. She could also have just gotten distracted by something." That seemed far from impossible.

Ogres suffered a cursed lack of composure, being aggressive, violent and quick to react. Equally All other seemings had their curses, he knew them in less detail then his own, he lived and experienced his own. But Elementals were bad with people summed it up well enough. "Ah. Well why not go with some one from the club?" That seemed like the most straightforward solution. The Giants grin sets in toothy and cruel. "Ha. Easier to understand? If you say so." But then again how would he fare if a magic curse made it so he couldn't grasp people so well? "Ha. Every time someone says something like that I like to play a little game." Odd how often it came up actually. "Hm. What do you think you understand of me then?" Mina had not claimed like many did to have him figured out, only that lost were easier then humans for her, a good choice of words that he respects by not needling the point.

The queen of summer had been someone he would have been more surprised to not run into honestly. "Uh. I do no reckon I'd fare to well but your dodge wouldn't be to happy running into me either." It would win, no doubt there it was a car after all, but he was very heavy and landing on the roof or windscreen would do some respectable damage back. "Oh. Plenty of nice classics around this area for sure, like that Aston Nodding towards a DB5. "Hm. And we were just talking about a coffin car, if I have that right?" Looking back down to Mina she had been the one to know about it after all. And Circe was more likely to get the reference then he was.