Lost for a while in the mix of Force energy, Hannibal barely noticed when the signal went off, only slipping out of his meditation because Nashyr started pulling away. He blinked once and then moved to follow, grin reasserting itself across his features. "I do happen to have placed my bets. Just not on the races." Normally he would have tried his hand, but he didn't have a good feeling about this particular race, so he didn't. As they got closer to the area from which one could properly watch the speeding rust burners and other cobbled-together swoops, his attention was drawn first to the skeleton-looking alien and, immediately afterwards, a screeching cut-together machine that was clearly built around part of a TIE engine. That didn't give him a good feeling, but what really distracted him was the other guy. Every time Hannibal looked at him on the viewscreen he got prickles along the back of his neck, and he couldn't tell if that was a sign he was going to crash, cheat, or both.
He shrugged it off quickly, lighting a new cigarra from his pack and swiping two new drinks from someone nearby carrying a small pile of cans without their noticing. He wordlessly offered Nashyr one of the cans. "I can't tell if that masked dude is a genius or an idiot." he commented out loud, laughing at the sheer audacity of strapping a seat and controls to a fighter engine already renowned for unforgiving thrust in the vacuum of space. "I almost hope he wins just to see the look on people's faces."
Hannibal found his eyes stuck to the skeletal looking driver despite his commentary, however, noting he was in the lead and wondering what he might do to keep it that way.
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He shrugged it off quickly, lighting a new cigarra from his pack and swiping two new drinks from someone nearby carrying a small pile of cans without their noticing. He wordlessly offered Nashyr one of the cans. "I can't tell if that masked dude is a genius or an idiot." he commented out loud, laughing at the sheer audacity of strapping a seat and controls to a fighter engine already renowned for unforgiving thrust in the vacuum of space. "I almost hope he wins just to see the look on people's faces."
Hannibal found his eyes stuck to the skeletal looking driver despite his commentary, however, noting he was in the lead and wondering what he might do to keep it that way.
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