[It doesn't take long for Astrid to start cursing herself. Why in Thor's name did she even agree to this? She didn't know Jack - she'd only just met him - and yet she'd agreed to take a ride on the motorbike simply for the thrill of it. Now, she wouldn't lie. It was thrilling, but not exactly in a pleasant way. Not yet at least.
When she felt the familiar dip in her gut, she glanced back only to notice that they weren't on the ground any longer. Instead, somehow, they were flying.]
What - How can this thing fly?! It doesn't have wings!
[Magic? It was the only explanation. Funny how she felt a hundred times safer on the back of a Deadly Nadder than she did this 'motorbike' contraption.]
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When she felt the familiar dip in her gut, she glanced back only to notice that they weren't on the ground any longer. Instead, somehow, they were flying.]
What - How can this thing fly?! It doesn't have wings!
[Magic? It was the only explanation. Funny how she felt a hundred times safer on the back of a Deadly Nadder than she did this 'motorbike' contraption.]