Lucas Moncrief ; Nightmare
Streets of Chromium City > Streets of Vauquelin City
Lucas kept his hand on Max's chest, paying attention to the rise and fall of his breathing. "I... I... think so... But..." Max said, looking out the window. He furrowed his brow, sighing. "Figures... This is the same road my mom got into a car crash on... Can we hurry up and get out of here please?"
Ah, trauma. What a lovely flaw of human existence. Lucas put the car into gear, signaled, and turned onto the road beside them. "There are several ways to get to Vauquelin. This'll take a bit longer, but..." He smiled warmly, taking one hand off the wheel and putting it on Max's hand. He opened his mouth to say something, but his train of thought began to fall apart. He couldn't tell Max anything now, definitely not now. He squeezed Max's hand and shifted gears.
This took them straight through Chromium City, right into the heart of where businesses of every type called home. News corporations, law firms, science and technology companies, if there was money involved, there were here. Lucas was even considering moving the main hub of operations here once it was time to take over his own companies. It seemed somewhat quiet, the high-rise buildings stood as their own ecosystems -- serene on the outside, but full of life on closer inspection. Lucas stayed silent as they went past glittering high-rises, unsure of what to say. A right turn there, a left turn there, go straight for the next mile. The buildings got shorter, brighter, more colorful. There was no clear boundary between Chromium and Vauquelin, but Vauquelin was known for its wide variety of entertainment and shopping centers.
"So, you've never been ice skating before, huh?" he said, taking a left. "Well, I'll tell you this. Don't look down. You'll want to, and it's a natural reaction when you're losing balance, but don't do it." Lucas chuckled a little bit, taking a quick side-glance at Max. "You'll do it anyway the first little while though. So don't worry too much."