"I work on the Falcon, too," she admits, reaching out to run a hand over the metal of the hood, feeling a little more grounded once she does. "It's kind of pointless when it's not a real ship, but it's- it makes me feel better."
Knowing her skills aren't languishing, knows she's making this representation of something she loves so much be the best it can be.
She moves around to look, leans in under the hood and reaches out to run her fingertips along the engine parts, the fan belt, things that match and things that absolutely do not between her world and his.
"I have something that's sort of like Furiosa's motorcycle," she says, voice a little muffled by how close she's leaning into the engine. "No wheels, though. It sort of hovers off the sand a few feet."
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Date: 2016-08-28 07:41 pm (UTC)Knowing her skills aren't languishing, knows she's making this representation of something she loves so much be the best it can be.
"Do you ever drive yours in the Enclosure?"
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Date: 2016-08-29 08:43 pm (UTC)"Know how to drive something like this?"
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Date: 2016-08-29 09:13 pm (UTC)"I have something that's sort of like Furiosa's motorcycle," she says, voice a little muffled by how close she's leaning into the engine. "No wheels, though. It sort of hovers off the sand a few feet."
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Date: 2016-09-24 08:38 pm (UTC)What matters to Max is speed and maneuverability, after all.