Yang looked over at the Horseman. "Sounds good. Do I need a permit?"
"Not at all." Farnsworth said. He pointed to the handle. On it was a long, thin triggee.
"Push that down, and you go forward." He said. "Keep your calves away from the engine so they don't get burned." He added. He pointed to a similar trigger on the other handle of the ATV. "And that's the brakes." He finished, hopping on one.
Yang slowly got on one, keeping attention to her balance. She checked to make sure her calves weren't near the engine. "Anything else I should know?"
"Steer with the handles." Farnsworth sighed in pretend exasperation as he clipped his guns back in their holsters.
Walsh approached the rest of the group.
"Anyone who wants to learn the art of killing shit can come with me." He said, walking off.
Ceres gave him a scowl.
"You're being coarse on purpose, are you not?" She hissed.
"Okay.", she nodded. How do I start again?… the the trigger on the handle? Yang squeezed the trigger and she took off, a little too fast. Yikes! He didn't say how to slow down!
"Just squeeze it gently and you'll go slow! He said, lifting himself off the ATV to float by Yang.
Yang released most of the pressure on the trigger and she slowed down. She realized her heart was beating very fast and let out a relieved sigh. Let's try some steering. Yang took a sharp right and almost lost her balance. Holy crap! I almost fell!
Farnsworth created a telekinetic barrier, realising he didn't need it.
"Nice!" He said, taking out a bar of chocolate.
Yang tried turning again, this time a wider turn. It was better than her first attempt. "How am I doing?!", she yelled.
"Decently." He sighed, flying above her. "Try to smoothe out your turns."
She nodded. Yang tried slowly going through some cones. Her turns still weren't perfect, but it would do.
Alex stared at Yang. Usually, Alex belonged to things because she forced herself in. This doesn't seem like a place where she belonged, yet nevertheless, she didn't have a choice. Alex turned around, looking for someone to distract her from her thoughts.
What do you search for, dear?" The camp director asked Alex. She tipped her floppy cap.
Yang was going great until losing her balance on a sharp turn and falling. She pushed herself out from under the… whatever it was. Other than a few bruises she was fine. Yang got back on and looked at Farnsworth.
"Oh, dear, that could've been much worse!" The Horseman said, focusing on his food.
He rolled the ATV over telekinetically.
"I don't search for anything. What you can do for me is to show me something in this place that appeals to me. Just from what you know about me. Try it." Alex said the last part through gritted teeth.
"Oh, dear, that could've been much worse!" The Horseman said, focusing on his food.
He rolled the ATV over telekinetically.
"Uh… thanks?" She began driving again, a little slower this time. What was she doing wrong?