[center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220729/023912a75a8a9b16c801799640a60148.png[/img] [img]https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/43/RoxasKHIII.png[/img] [h3]Twilight Town[/h3] [@Double], Roxas | [@Lugubrious], Poppi & Tora | [@DracoLunaris], Midna [b]Word Count:[/b] (1,265) +3 Exp [b]Level 2 Roxas[/b] (11/20)[/center] Mere moments after Roxas finished the tour, more new arrivals made their way down from Station Heights. Looked like today was going to be a day for lots of arrivals. Though these arrivals appeared to be friends of Sectonia, which logically made them part of whatever group Sectonia herself belonged to. And it also didn't take long for them to ask about Roxas's outfit. He was starting to getting the feeling this would be a recurring thing. But that was fine. It'd be a good way to inquire about the Organization without actually having to constantly ask people. But for now the blue-haired... robot(?) girl needed a reply. "Um, no." he said with a shake of his head, "I'm not with the Organization, sorry. But I am trying to find them. Think you could tell me about-" but he was cut off by the approaching sound of engines. Soon enough a group of semi-familiar-looking vehicles bounded the street and toward the Plaza. They were mostly locals who frequently raced their machines around Town and at other chosen tracks. And unfortunately, the robot(?) girl took off immediately to go greet them. Oh well, he could always ask his questions at another time. For now he went ahead and followed the racers down to the plaza with a dash. He had to admit he had always felt somehow drawn to the racing, though for the life of him Roxas couldn't figure out why. Sometimes his patrols took by the tracks or the plaza during their races and for some reason Roxas couldn't help but stop and watch them for a while each time. He'd obviously thought about learning more or even competing himself, but his work in the militia wouldn't have spared him a whole lot of time to participate. That and none of the others in the militia had ever shown any interesting them either. But as long as this new group was interested, Roxas figured there was no harm in taking the opportunity to check the races out himself. He followed after the newcomers until they all eventually reached Mumbo and Ellie's shops. Well, he was here so he might as well ask them. "Morning, Mumbo, Ellie!" he greeted with a small wave, "Y'know I've been watching some of the races and was getting a little curious about joining them myself. Where, uh... would I need to start?" Ellie was the first response, giving a little jovial smile. "Well g'mornin', darlin'!" she said in her usual drawl, "I reckon the first thing y'all need's a car. And yer in the right place for that." "No. No car yet." that voice was Mumbo, speaking in his usual strange way, "If Roxas want drive in race, then need Driver License. Go get license from Moose, then Roxas get car and race." "From... who?" surprisingly enough Roxas wasn't sure who Mumbo was referring to. "Oh he means Mooselini, hon." Ellie chimed, "Her place is right nearby so I reckon y'all oughta find her in a snap." "Oh! Right, I'll be back with one of those licenses then! Thanks!" and he dashed out to where he remembered Mooselini's shack was. When he got there, it looked like she was already out with someone else. So Roxas just watched the lesson from a distance, unable to help but laugh to himself at the rapping. But soon enough Mooselini was done with the student and returned back to U-Drive-U where Roxas was waiting. "Oh, another one already?" she asked, "Didn't take you for the driving type, Roxas." "I... kinda wanted to give the races a try." he answered with a shrug, "Mumbo says I need to get a license from you before he can give me a machine though." "Yep, he's not wrong. Just hop in when you're ready and we'll get started." With one last glance, Roxas jumped in the vehicle and suddenly heard the rap for himself. Thankfully he knew it was coming since he heard part of it just minutes ago. "Alright, we're here, just sittin' in the car. I want you to show me if you can get far.” the instructor said before she began to instructed her instructee. “Step on the gas!” ”Step on the gas!” “Step on the brakes!” ”Step on the brakes!” “Step on the gas!” ”Step on the gas!” Roxas was able to reply with less hesitance than the previous instructee, largely because he had seen a bit a rap beforehand while waiting his turn. “I'm glad you know which way to go, but it ain't gonna stop me, here we go.” the moose said, and then gave Roxas the same crash course on how to navigate a town behind the wheel “Check and turn the signals to the right!” ”Check and turn the signals to the right!” “Now turn to the right!” ”Now turn to the right!” Roxas's replies were getting a bit louder and more comfortable with the whole rapping thing. “Check and turn the signals to the left!” ”Check and turn the signals to the left!” “Now turn to the left!” ”Now turn to the left!” “Woh ho ho ho! Stop the car! We got an emergency, can't you see?” the instructor suddenly commanded, Roxas guessing that she was about to give him the same pop quiz. “Do you know why we stopped the car?” “Do I know why we stopped the car?” “Guess…” "You forgot to close the door?" "Did I forget to close the door?" "No!" "No?" "No! There is no door!" “…” “Right” “Now just don't forget This ain't kung fu, come on again!” the instructor commanded, getting them to set off again. “Check and turn the signals to the right!” “Check and turn the signals to the right!” “Step on the gas now turn to the right!” “Step on the gas now turn to the right!” “Check and turn the signals to the left!” “Check and turn the signals to the left!” “Step on the gas now turn to the left!” they were swerving through the course by this point. Unfortunately this was also the part Roxas didn't hear so now he felt like he was slipping up. “Step on the gas now turn to the left!” “Step on the brakes!” “Step on the brakes!” Roxas responded as they stopped yet again. “Do you know why we stopped the car again?” she asked. “Do I know why we stopped the car again?” Roxas asked her back, hoping he'd made it to the end okay. “That's because you just got your license!“ the moose informed him, throwing up her arms in celebration. "I did? I did!" Roxas threw his own arms up in celebration and jumped out of the vehicle he had just been driving. After he did, the moose handed him a little card that was to be his license, "Yes, thanks Mooselini! Now I just need a car of my own." he was already running back to Mumbo's. He felt something else while driving. A strangely familiar sensation, as if he had done something like it before. But that was impossible. That was the first time Roxas had ever been behind the wheel. He couldn't explain it, but Roxas [i]did[/i] quite like the feeling nonetheless. Roxas held up the license up for Mumbo to see when he burst back into the shop, "Got the license, just like you wanted." Roxas said and then added, "So? Do I get to build a car now?" he asked, eagerly waiting for their answer. He wasn't sure why, but he was getting pretty excited about driving in a race.