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Post by Neko~San on Jul 22, 2009 17:44:19 GMT -5
Emzara sttod next to her racer, thinking about her last race. It was okay. She thought. She turned to her garage wall and got out her jetboard. It couldnt hurt to ride around for a little bit.I might even go to the forest later. She smiled at the thught. Pulling the jetboard out she started to leave.
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Post by Robert The Historian on Jul 22, 2009 18:05:39 GMT -5
Darren hovered along on his board, nothing interesting was happening after the whole escapade with Vince, Xander and Tray. But at least he'd met Audra so some good came out of it. His cat sat on the back of the board standing up on its hind legs and using its front paws to cling onto his trousers.Some days she seems more humane than others. He knew that she was different just he couldn't figure out how. He watched to see if Audra was still following behind or if she'd taken a different route. Quickly turning back he spotted a garage. I could use a rest He thought, plus it'd be interesting to meet new people. Pushing his front foot down on the board the button clicked and it began to slow. A little feature he'd added himself in case he need to break quickly. Folding the board up he but it back into his backpack which was extremely lighter after Vince robbed him in the forest.
He approached the garage and saw a woman about to leave. She must own the place He could see the board she was carrying. Another racer? He wasn't a pro himself he only raced for the hell of it or to try new tricks. Audra on the other hand may want to scout out the competition. He couldn't help but laugh. If these to knew each other he was probably gonna end up trailing behind them on his board.
"Hello, you run this garage yeah?"
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Post by Neko~San on Aug 3, 2009 12:07:09 GMT -5
Emzara looked up to see a man talking to her
"Hello, you run this garage yeah?" She smiled and looked at him
" Own it, use it, race my own zoomers. Pretty much. What can I do for you on this fine day?" She smiled and looked outside. She could see a sandstorm brewing in the distance.
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Post by Robert The Historian on Aug 3, 2009 12:46:10 GMT -5
He looked round the garage. Pretty cool.
"I need some parts for my board." He turned around and followed her gaze to the desert. Shit. He thought. "And if you can spare it a place to stay till this storm blows over. I can pay if I must"
Darren glanced at the desert he was left with two choices. Either hope this woman will allow him lodging until it blows over. Or spend his time in a less uncomfortable sand dugout.
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Post by Neko~San on Aug 3, 2009 12:51:45 GMT -5
" Pay for a place to stay in a storm. What do you think I am! I get storms all the time. You dont have to pay to wait it out. Let me see your board. I can usually fix this kind of stuff. I modify boards all the time. I have to have some kind of work when I'm not racing." She went to the back of her garage and grabbed a large metal box of tool. There were drawer everywhere.I proboably have all that I need to fix his board. She went back to the front and saw him standing there. The sand was whipping at his back making piles in the front of her garage.
"Aw, shit. Help me close this door!" She yelled at him
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Post by Robert The Historian on Aug 3, 2009 13:00:45 GMT -5
Darren was bit surprised at the lady's sudden change of tone and tried to explain that his board, though in bad condition, was not broken but he wanted it fined tuned. Then he heard the woman's shout. Reacting instinctively he reached out with his magic and slammed the garage door shut. He did it too quickly. The repecussioons of his magic backfired and he flew back across the room into the shelves. The tools behind him on the shelves fell and barley missed his head.
"Sorry about that"
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Post by Neko~San on Aug 3, 2009 13:07:16 GMT -5
All She heard was an explosion. She could feel the magic ripple throught the air. Within an instand of being thrown her shields were up. The watery bubble around her stopped most of the explosion.
"Dude, too much magic for one little area!" She walked back over to get her box. It was nothing but a bit of crumpled metal now. She sighed and went on checking everything else. I seriosly have to get Jayeson back in here to fix this crap. She walked over to The man. He was just getting up from being trouwnby his own magic.
" You okay? I cant do any healing, so your bummin if youve gone and hurt yourself.." She closed her eyes for a moment. Jayeson, where are you? She hoped he would hear her from wherever he was.
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Post by sheneneh on Aug 6, 2009 20:41:45 GMT -5
Whitney headed for her friend, Zara's garage as she ran through the ongoing sandstorm. The wind whipped her silver curly hair into her face, making it harder for her to see.
She finally slipped through the garage door as it was slammed shut by the wind. She slumped against the wall as she saw a man next to Zara. "Hey, Zara." Whitney said as she got up. She wasn't tired from running, since she was a vampire.
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Post by Neko~San on Aug 10, 2009 14:00:41 GMT -5
Zara looked up
" Hey Whitney. Did you use the side door?" She started to pick up all the tool strewn across the floor. It was easy. She looked around, wondering where Jayeson as. He shouldnt be too far, but one coulnt guess with him.
Jayeson where are you?
Jayeson heard Zaras voice and headed for the garage. The main door was closed, so he slipped thorught the side door. The were already two people here. Looking around he saw that something had damaged the garage. Slipping into his second sight, he saw signs of magic all over.
" What did you do this time Zara?" He asked laughing.
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