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[venusflytrapeats]

"Ey lady, get outta the street!" a man shouted at Venus from the moving piece of metal she knew humans called 'car'. The real thing was much more menacing in person than any of the stories she had heard let on. Venus froze for an instant in the middle of the street, watching as the hunk of steel throttled towards her. For a split second she thought of morphing into a Bigtooth Aspen, but then remembered her promise to not use her gifts in front of humans. That promise was the only reason the guardians allowed her to even enter the city. A blaring sound came from the car, now only a few feet away. Venus nimbly danced back as the machine flew by, only a breath away from what could have been a fatal accident. Turning from that encounter towards the brightly lit city that awaited her, Venus' mouth broke open into a wide smile.

"I finally get to experience the modern mortal world for myself."

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[drunkenlittleshit]

If by experiencing it, she meant 'creating a traffic jam', then yes. Yes, she indeed did get to experience the modern world in its entirety.

Unfortunately, one particular woman on her motorcycle was not as pleased with the development. In fact, she would rather this strange, green-haired woman not experience the modern world at all. What the fuck is this chick doing? was the only thought that crossed her mind, among a variety of other colorful curses before Michella decided to rev up her engine.

Swerving between cars and trucks with the intention to tell off whoever was responsible for this, she arrived just in front of the girl. Giving her a dubious once-over, the blonde woman's jaw dropped, and with it, the gum she had been chewing on also fell to the ground. "You got to be shittin' me."

For all intents of purposes, the woman before Venus was a human. But she was not an ordinary human.

[venusflytrapeats]

"Oh!" Venus exclaimed when a women driving a horse-like car stopped in front of her. She had only just arrived in the mortal realm, and someone already wanted to converse with her. Something dropped from the woman's mouth, and she said something weird that Venus did not understand. It must be a human way of greeting Venus thought as she committed the words to memory. Venus melted into a delighted curtsy, pulling at the sides of her floor-length gown.

"You got to be shittin' me" Venus smiled.

[drunkenlittleshit]

The blonde woman cocked her head to the side, a motion not unaccompanied by a narrowing of her eyes, wordlessly emphasizing her disbelief. Around her, the wind picked up in a hot draft that blew past her shoulders, as if expressing her irritation. Then with a short, gruff command, she motioned to the back seat of the motorcycle. "Get on."

By now traffic behind them had doubled, and a chorus of colorful, choice words played along with the blaring horns and honks of vehicles.