night ride || nova & ian
escapeacts:
Ian wound through the scenic streets of Madrid, having committed some of the more interesting landmarks on the map to his mind and making sure they drove past them. Novaâs comment was not lost on him, and the novelty of actually taking someone on these rides he usually went out on alone was another thing. After enough busy main streets, he took a turn for an eastern direction, away from the city centre, and  set his course for a small and less know park, the Cerro del TĂo PĂo.Â
He came to a stop beside some parked cars, stalling the engine for a while. âYou up for a walk? I heard thereâs a nice view up here.â He turned, offering her a smile, his own hair gone wild and messy from the wind.
Since joining the Cirque Nova had done so many things sheâd never in life imagined sheâd do, nor did she ever think sheâd be so much of an adrenaline junkie. Now that she had and knew that she was, Nova was beyond baffled by the fact that riding a motorcycle through the streets of Madrid could make her heart pound the way that it did.Â
As they pulled up to the park, Nova shook out her hair, laughing as it refused to lay flat. Laughing, she nodded. âAbsolutely! Are you kiddinâ? Iâm pretty sure Iâve got enough adrenaline pumpinâ through me I could fly.â She let her head fall back a moment, relishing the buzz she was feeling - absolutely certain it was better than any sheâd gotten from drinking. Lifting her head to return her gaze to Ian, she grinned. âAlthough, Iâm not sure thereâs a better view than us with this hair right now. Weâre a pretty attractive pair, if I do say so myself.â













