01-24-2026, 05:11 AM
(This post was last modified: 10 hours ago by Nika Raskov.)
Liv shifted gears quick enough and Nika wasn’t sure she was making an appropriate face. “Motherland?” In fact she looked horrified. “That place is a death trap…roller coasters? You’re the one who is crazy.” Especially if you think they check the torque specs daily…
She found herself nodding along to the mini-tangent until Liv brought it back around. Nika had never dated anyone who wasn’t at least a little familiar with what she did and how race teams operated. Was it refreshing? Kind of? She didn’t think she could explain anything currently without sounding like a dick though.
Liv truly didn’t know what happened in Japan. That was…weird? Not that Nika thought she should know but it was strange to go from the blazing spotlight of constant coverage to this closed off little world. Was that an accurate description?
The other woman’s hand was a warm contrast to the chill of the glass. Her concern was not something Nika had had much experience with. Her gut reaction was to protect Liv. What? “Uh…” There she was again looking horrified and trying to sound reassuring at the same time. “It’s fine. Everything is fine.” Now. Except you’re still not cleared for the next race. Another test tomorrow. Yeah, you’re not going to pass that. Oh, shut up. You should have worn a hat. I’m not supposed to put anything on my head! Mmhmm, exactly. “It’s all good, no apologies necessary.” Nika frowned. “Why are you apologizing?”
She found herself nodding along to the mini-tangent until Liv brought it back around. Nika had never dated anyone who wasn’t at least a little familiar with what she did and how race teams operated. Was it refreshing? Kind of? She didn’t think she could explain anything currently without sounding like a dick though.
Liv truly didn’t know what happened in Japan. That was…weird? Not that Nika thought she should know but it was strange to go from the blazing spotlight of constant coverage to this closed off little world. Was that an accurate description?
The other woman’s hand was a warm contrast to the chill of the glass. Her concern was not something Nika had had much experience with. Her gut reaction was to protect Liv. What? “Uh…” There she was again looking horrified and trying to sound reassuring at the same time. “It’s fine. Everything is fine.” Now. Except you’re still not cleared for the next race. Another test tomorrow. Yeah, you’re not going to pass that. Oh, shut up. You should have worn a hat. I’m not supposed to put anything on my head! Mmhmm, exactly. “It’s all good, no apologies necessary.” Nika frowned. “Why are you apologizing?”