Fool's Rook [Closed]

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Owen accepted the keys dropped into his palm trying to keep his face neutral so as to not look too excited to drive the car. He sidled into the Vette and stashed the bag of his few personal effects behind the driver’s seat. It wasn’t that hard to keep his face in check when he heard where they were going. Owen didn’t like magic. He generally didn’t like people who wielded it. And he didn’t like being around it. It made him feel like an especially ordinary human being which juxtaposed his ideas about his self-importance. Besides, Owen didn’t tolerate things he couldn’t understand--like magic and jazz.

Speaking of things he didn’t understand, Owen leaned over intrusively to observe Sairus bumbling around with the phone. Like Sai’s un-endorsed lack of driving abilities, Owen didn’t like to voice that he didn’t know how to do something. He had a somewhat similar device--the latest iPhone bought by Cain for keeping in touch--that he couldn’t remember how to use. He would have to figure out how to turn the damn thing on if he was to get in contact with Aphrodite. For the moment, he watched Sai trying to remember his motions for when the time came.

Having learned literally nothing of use, Owen leaned back to his side, clicked the safety belt over his chest, and brought the car to life. Although to him, it seemed he had recently drove the car, having no sense of time passing while dead, Owen found that his muscle memory wasn’t as in tact as he estimated. His shifting was noticeably rough in the beginning as he relearned the clutch/accelerator balance. His driving style could be described as generally aggressive involving excessive acceleration and sudden and sometimes illegal passing. He didn’t drive that way for any particular reason except out of habit and general impatience for other’s being in his way.

While he drove, Owen declined to initiate conversation with his honorary brother-in-law. He rolled down the window and was content to enjoy the ride. If the other man felt the need to fill the silence that had lapsed between them, he would, otherwise Owen didn’t care. He wasn’t here to make idle chit-chat with Sai, who he begrudgingly agreed to work with out of necessity. Besides, being friendly probably wouldn't do him any good with the lynx anyways.