Scenario:Mahira and Vajra - A Friendly Competition

A Friendly Competition

Vajra and Garjana drop in on Mahira as the new year approaches. Mahira challenges the pair to a race in order to test her
newly-completed mini-airship, Clucky.

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A cold winter day at the tail end of the year.

Mahira: Brr... It's so cold. Good thing your wings are mechanical, Clucky.

Mahira: Otherwise this weather would freeze your feathers and leave you grounded!

???: Heeeey, Mahi!

Mahira: Hm?

Vajra: Mahi! It's been forever!

Garjana: ...

Mahira: Well, hello there, Vajra, Gar.

Mahira tilts her head quizzically as Vajra rushes up to her.

Mahira: What brings you to the Rooster Temple, Vajra?

Vajra: I'm on year spirit duty next, so I came for the handoff!

Mahira: Excuse me, but... isn't it up to me to come see you for that?

Vajra: What's the difference? We were in the neighborhood, so why not drop in and save you the trip?

Mahira: I see... You never were one to sweat the details, Vajra.

Mahira: Speaking of which, isn't it a little early for the handover?

Vajra: Yeeeahh, but... Well, I missed you!

Mahira: Hahaha, thank you.

Vajra: Mahi, you seem... happier than usual.

Mahira: You think so?

Vajra: Yeah! Did something good happen?

Mahira: Astute as always. How did you know? Something about my scent, I'll bet.

Vajra: I didn't need my nose this time—I could read you like a book!

Vajra: We Divine Generals go back a long way after all!

Mahira: I don't think I'm the type to wear my heart on my wing...

Vajra: Hm? What's that?

Mahira: Never mind.

Mahira: Actually, if the two of you have some time, I have a favor to ask.

Vajra: Wow, that's rare!

Vajra: Whatever you need, I'm ready!

Mahira: Well, if you say so...

Vajra: Lay it on me!

Mahira: Would you be game for a little competition?

Vajra: Competition?

Mahira: Yes, a competition. A footrace, to be precise.

Mahira: Ah, I won't be running though.

Mahira: And I want you to race me on Gar's back.

Vajra: That won't make for much of a race!

Mahira: Hehe... I think you'll be surprised.

Mahira: Ta-da!

Vajra: Ahh! Is that—

Mahira: That's right! I've perfected my mini-airship.

Vajra: It's amazing! You're something else, Mahi! You really pulled it off.

Mahira: Hehehe. But of course!

Vajra: All your hard work finally paid off. Congratulations!

Mahira: Thanks! I call it Clucky.

Vajra: I see! So you wanna race with you riding Clucky and me riding Gar, right?

Mahira: Exactly. So are you in?

Vajra: You bet we are!

Vajra: I'm really happy I can finally do something for you, Mahi!

Mahira: Great. Let's get started, then.

The trio head off in high spirits to find an open space where they can really put their speed to the test.

Vajra: Ahahaha! That was great! Let's go around again, Mahi!

Mahira: Hm...

Vajra: Hello? Mahi?

Mahira: As I suspected, Gar's strength is his sudden bursts of speed. If I want to boost Clucky's performance on tight turns...

Mahira: Should I tweak the propulsion? Or maybe the tail controls need to be...

Muttering to herself, Mahira plunks down on the ground and begins her calculations.

Vajra: Here we go again.

Vajra: She looks like she's having fun though, doesn't she, Gar?

Garjana: ...

Vajra: Let's give her some space to work.

Vajra: I've still got energy to burn, so let's take a quick tour of the island!

Vajra: We can meet up with Mahi for dinner. A nice, hot stew would really hit the spot!

Vajra quietly slips away, leaving Mahira wrapped up in her mechanical meditations.

After so long apart, Vajra still has a lot she wants to talk to Mahira about.

But the two generals are such close friends that respecting each other's quirks has always been second nature.