Mostly I've used Nightmare Vision to intimidate or distract someone without actually getting in a fight... I can give them a vision of losing without them actually getting injured.
[She can't give whatever response she would make about the cute comment, immediately distracted by the acceleration, and she shifts her grip on him as she leans forward for a better view of the speedometer and the road in front of them.]
—Alright. Keep us steady, fast as you can, I'll lift us off before the turn. Three, two—
[she doesn't actually get to one, the turn coming faster than she expects, and she levitates them just in time to not clip the curb, rising quickly to clear the buildings as the momentum of the bike continues to carry it forward at full speed.]
[It's-- like flying off a ramp, or popping a wheelie, except the momentum doesn't slow down. It just keeps going, up and up - until you can see the horizon.
It's amazing. Nero beams, a cry welling up from deep inside his chest]
[It's... really nice, seeing him enjoy it this much, and Glory feels a flush of—pride? excitement? happiness?—something that makes her laugh, watching him.
Once they're in clear air there isn't much to do but go up, so she keeps going, rising quick enough to make their stomachs drop, high enough that the cityscape starts to flatten out beneath them. As they go it becomes more obvious that they're slowing down a little, from air resistance, but not enough to make an immediate difference.]
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Is that why? I guess avante's abilities aren't bad.
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[avantes are too straightforward]
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[to be fair she's pretty straightforward too]
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[Anyways, here's his bike]
Hop on.
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[she slides on the back of the bike]
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[He turns the bike on and revs,]
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I'm not sure anyone has ever called me that before.
[her cheeks only redden a little as she wraps her arms around him.]
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[The engine roars as his bike peels out of his makeshift parking space, sparing no expense for speed as he hits the road]
Do your thing!
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—Alright. Keep us steady, fast as you can, I'll lift us off before the turn. Three, two—
[she doesn't actually get to one, the turn coming faster than she expects, and she levitates them just in time to not clip the curb, rising quickly to clear the buildings as the momentum of the bike continues to carry it forward at full speed.]
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It's amazing. Nero beams, a cry welling up from deep inside his chest]
WOOOOOO!
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Once they're in clear air there isn't much to do but go up, so she keeps going, rising quick enough to make their stomachs drop, high enough that the cityscape starts to flatten out beneath them. As they go it becomes more obvious that they're slowing down a little, from air resistance, but not enough to make an immediate difference.]