[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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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.]