forum biker gang rp (closed)

Started August 07, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

“I’m coming with you.” She said “end of story.” She tosses him his keys

“You aren’t,” Rigel snarled back, sliding on his bike and inserting his keys, starting it up. The loud rumble was a comforting, familiar sound to him, and he started down the road in hopes of out running her.

“You can’t out run me.” She said pulling ahead of him

(kicks down door

I'M BACK)

Rigel glared at her, turned left then right down the roads, but she kept to him. And he was getting close to his stop. He debated what he could do, leave it up for another day, go alone, or let her come and tell her a bit about himself, a twisted little bit. Rigal huffed a breath and pulled off the road, driving down a narrow trail in the woods and parking his bike not to far. He slid off his bike and looked to see if Aspen followed.

She took off her gloves then put them back on “so, what’s here?”

(poor boi)

Riverpaw sat back on her hands. "Um, w-well, mostly ginger. Tapioca boba, tiny bits of coffee beans…and a couple other things. I-I pulled it all together with a bit of magic. Whatever you usually use for you post-drunken mornings doesn't work as fast as this, so, like…y-you're welcome."

(When you get pulled away to go out to eat without much notice beforehand…)

Belle raised her eyebrows. "Oh? How long have you been doing this?"

August looked over at Meun. "Do you want to go back to my room? I think everyone else is leaving now."

Riverpaw hummed in thought. "A while. I-I'm just usually not very good at it. I'm better at fixing up injuries and stuff."

"Is that why you always like to be the one to fix us up?" Belle wondered, leaning back against the bed.

Meun nodded. “That would be nice,” he said with a small smile

August grinned. "Okay, but we should tell Belle we're going so she doesn't think we're still in her bathroom."

(HA, typos are fun)

Riverpaw closed her eyes and shrugged. She pushed herself up and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her legs and her head in her hands. "I guess so…"

"When did you first start?" Belle asked, turning slightly so she could look at Riv better.

"Um…I think a couple years after I started middle school. Sky and I were out without Dad, s-she got hurt badly, and I..I-I panicked because I didn't know how to help other than calling 911." Riverpaw shifted uncomfortably at the memory.

(How in the HELL did Meun correct to Neck)

Meun nodded, chuckling a bit as he did so

August offered a warm smile and squeezed his Meun's hand. He guided them to Belle's room, knocking on the door before opening it. "Belle? Oh, and Riv. Me and Meun are going to go back to my room."

Meun stood next to him, leaning his head on August’s shoulder in a sleepy manner

Riverpaw opened her eyes and smiled. "Have fuuun." She giggled.

She took off her gloves then put them back on “so, what’s here?”

“A burial,” Rigel would tell her that, at least, “Not a ceremonial one,” Rigel walked towards a tree, one the a small slash in it, unnoticeable enough people would think it was by chance if they saw it. Rigel walked behind the tree for roughly one hundred yards, and came to a place where the ground was just dirt, surrounded by bright green grass and fungi. The signs of a dump. Rigel went to a nearby tree, also marked as it should be, and picked up the hidden shovel that was so carefully laid between to bushes. You’d have to know about it to find it.

“Burial for what exactly?” She asked

“People,” Rigel replied simply. No use in sugar coating it, “Bodies that aren’t supposed to be found,” Rigel dug the shovel into the ground. Once. Twice. Thrice. He kept shoveling, not sparing a glance at Aspen, “Bodies that need to be buried deep.”

Colden looked at Belle and Riverpaw. "I think I might go back to my apartment or to work."

Belle winked at the pair. "You two go make magic, or whatever. I'm chilling here today." She turned to Colden. "All right. Don't die. Riv, do you want breakfast?"