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BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
The alley is narrow constricted in a way the broken remind of men and women lay littered on the cold-hard slab that is its embrace. A poor unfortune soul dressed in ragged clothes and smells of gasoline lays beaten in the fetal position. His dirtied nose was broken by the tip of a steel toe from the six men in leather-jackets who had circled him like lions to a gazelle. Cuts from their vicious blows blood seeps out of them onto alleyway. In an odd way this old man with his shaggy dirty blotched beard accepts his fate. Yet, still alive this one life has been hard on him why should death, be any easier? He twitches waiting.
The lions they joke amongst themselves holding crimson-laced chains and lead pipes. One of them opens up a lighter, then closes it in a taunting manner. The clicks edge into the prey's mind the consuming fiery grave that awaits him. A fate only resevered for the damned, not the living. They had their amusement with this one. There just playing with their food now, before they leave on their bike what a way to exit life.
A whistle lightens the tune of the air announcing the introduction of a new entity. Lucian's holding a map in front of him a finger pressed to it intently trying to find his destination for he is lost. Losing his balance he stumbles, but landing on something cold it feels like steel and leather. It hits’ him it's a motorcycle, but it's to late the bike tilts lifting off its stand hitting the line of cycles behind it in a domino effect. They all crash in a loud awaking mangled sound of broken parts and dented bikes. It awakens the bikers from their games their ill-intent on him amidst the shock of their bikes being wrecked by a peep-squeak.
Lucian looks up from his map to the partially destroyed bikes. Very plainly he said," I did that? Oh I'm sorry. Do you know where I can find the nearest bus station?"
They turn with mean spirited faces they lunge at Lucian. Weapons out, ready to damage this tourist to their territory or even kill him. One of them shouts, "I'll turn you into a road-kill."
Lucian at first looked confused, he only asked for directions, that didn't merit an attack. Side stepping a biker who was swinging so abruptly at him with a lead pipe. Glancing at the leather jacket, "I only asked for directions. Nice jacket by the way. Mind if look at it?" Lucian asked grabbing the jacket the man fell out of it looking at it with admiration. "Very fine quality. I can't allow a ranting pipe-swinging maniac to wear it."
A blunt end of a giant blue cross came barreling down from the sky into the biker's back. He let out a scream of pain his eyes closing his world collapsing into brief blackness. Lucian turned back over to rest of the motley crew. Despite, their friends pain-induced nap. They still wanted to fight. Ducking underneath a chain swing the biker said, "What are you some kind of freak?"
Lucian replied as the cross batted the insulting rude man into an opened dumpster, "Well, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black? I prefer unique."
Turning Lucian heard the sound of hammer clicking back on a 44. Caliber Magnum within the hands of one of his attacker, “Let’s see if you’re unique enough to dodge a bullet.” The man said as he fired there was a loud yelp and the sound of bullet meeting flesh as he spoke, before passing out. “SON OF A BITCH!”
Lucian looked to his last summoned crossed, which he had used to tilt the man’s line of fire by slamming it down on his forearms. The biker fell back fainting from his own self-inflicted gunshot wounds. Turning his attention to the last of the hellions he was standing over the crumpled being in front of him holding a lit lighter, “I’ll burn this man to ash if you even come near me. What the fuck are you? I don’t give a flying-shit now. Just take your backpack carrying ass turn away and walk away pun...” his sentence was cut short as the biker suddenly lost his breath the bum he had intended to set on fire had lifted his fist and knocked him in his balls. “k..”
Without wasting a second he sent one of the crosses flying into the testicle-damaged rider smashing him into the opposite wall. The lighter closed the flame gone. Attackers laid disposed of like yesterday’s trash. Lucian walked over to the man in his bloodied-beaten unkept state he extended his hand to the man with the leather-jacket in palm giving it to him. “You look cold.” Lucian said as he walked past him looking up at the sign in front of him a little hole in the wall called Shattered Blessings. “Maybe, they’ll have directions.”
The old-man yelled to him, but it was too late. “I know where the bus-station is!?!?!?!”
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
Sakura stood at the bar of the club, she was speaking to a few girls. She was wearing a red trenchcost with various logos and patches. She had a black mask on it covered her nose and mouth. Her friends wore the smae kind of attire, they were just a simple gang themselves. She was speaking softly to a girl the same height, she had two swords straped to her back. As sshe moved to view the room, her coat opened to view her leather pants and vest. Strapped on her thigh was her sword, she was not taking shit tonight.
Her posture was very loose, she had no reason to be angry here. Just a few old friends her to talk and drink. Her face was almost free of anger as she laughed at what the girl said. But as the door opened to reveal Lucian something passed over it. She slammed her fist on the bar. Her hair hung over her face to hide her disdain.
" The guy walking in is trouble."
Her voice was low as she spoke to two other girls, she shrugged as the grabbed for thier weapons.
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
There was the akward pause of people looking at him. He really didn't fit the type to be in such a place carrying a bookbag. A brief wave some of these people looked like rather unfriendly. Walking down the aisle to the bar he could really use a coke or something his throat was porched from the night air. Besides, the best person to ask in these types of places was the tender to where the nearest bus station is.
Holding up a finger to the barkeep trying to get the tender's attention. "Hey, can I get whatever is cheapest around here." Lucian said he didn't have much money taking a look at the people around him guessing it was more of a nightclub, then a bar. "Man, this place is certainly different."
Leaving a couple dollars on the counter it was gone now and in it's place a large beer. He looked back the keep was gone to swift for him to ask directions. Wrapping his fingers around the glass tilting it his lips this was a strange-tasting soda. Setting the glass back down he had drunk a considerable amount of it. He probably should tell the tender about the incident down the alley, but from the looks of this place it might be a common thing around these parts.
In a way it kind of reminded him of a old-western saloon except with better music. Leaning against the bar-counter he'll just sit there till he could catch somebody off-guard to ask for directions. Gentle sigh escaped his lips atleast he wasn't in another country.
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
She watched him walk up tto the bar, he was so young so innocent. And he was male, the girls needed a play mate. She motioned them to follow her lead. She looked very threating, this was more Cherry tonight than Sakura. She moved next to him as he downed his beer. She heard his sigh and waved her hand to keep the others back a bit.
" Well well look who walked into this bar. I think you seem to have lost your way. Can I help you find it again?"
Her voice was hostile and very low. But the body thier would be no doubt who it was.
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )" Well well look who walked into this bar. I think you seem to have lost your way. Can I help you find it again?"
Lucian literally looked the masked woman in the face with a raised brow. Taking another sip of the bitter soda. Maybe, it was past it's expiration date or something. Held up a finger like he was going to talk, but he paused as what to say. Well, since Lucian wasn't much to pay attention to bodies the voice did sound familiar. "Excuse me. Do I know you?" Lucian said in a rather innocent tone. "Need to find the way to the nearest subway station or bus."
Looking back at the ladies behind him who seem to be wearing similar outfits. "Hey, you three aren't triplets are you? Maybe, you guys are in a bowling league they have matching outfits to." Hopping down from his seat it was hard to tell if the beer was effecting him or was he just being Lucian. Probably, the latter of the two from the oblivious tone in his voice when he mentioned bowling. "So, If you could tell me that I'll be on my way."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )"Excuse me. Do I know you? Need to find the way to the nearest subway station or bus. Hey, you three aren't triplets are you? Maybe, you guys are in a bowling league they have matching outfits to. So, If you could tell me that I'll be on my way."
She bristled at his tone, so he couldn't place the body. She pulled ehr mask off and layed it on the counter. Her green eyes leered at him, the evil grin was pasted to ehr mouth.
" You know me, little man. But if I have to say my name again than .....* she bowed* I am Sakura...the ladies behind me are Ramsey and Fractal* each lady bows thier head. Ramsey has a shaved head and Fractal had blonde pigtails* Why don't you sit with us for a bit and themn I will drive us back to the school."
She leans back and whisphers to the other girls they both nod and move off. She knows that the orders given will be followed.
" My girls will find us drinks and a nice corner to talk in."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
He picked up the mask without asking looking at it for a moment, then back to her. "Why would you wear a mask? Well,.. Wait to conceal your idenity. Hey, you haven't done anything bad have you?" Lucian said putting the mask back on the counter. "Kind of reminds me of Darth Vadar."
"Why don't you sit with us for a bit and then I will drive us back to the school."
"Well, I can just as easily take the bus or subway. I don't even know what happened to Kenta when you took him for a ride." Lucian said his focus off the mask as he thought about the mall incident. "Heck, I could sit here it'll save us both the trouble of finding a corner. A bit of company would be good, though this does seem to be a rough part of town."
A moment of ponderment as he hopped off the stool. "So, um? You guys cheerleaders or something? What's with the matching outfits I have to ask. It's very unlikely you all just showed with the same thing on."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. ). "Why would you wear a mask? Well,.. Wait to conceal your idenity. Hey, you haven't done anything bad have you? Kind of reminds me of Darth Vadar. Well, I can just as easily take the bus or subway. I don't even know what happened to Kenta when you took him for a ride. Heck, I could sit here it'll save us both the trouble of finding a corner. A bit of company would be good, though this does seem to be a rough part of town. So, um? You guys cheerleaders or something? What's with the matching outfits I have to ask. It's very unlikely you all just showed with the same thing on."
She tried not to laugh at the boy, but seriously he was not bright. Or he was getting drunk off that one beer. She slipped her arm around his houlder as he hopped off the bar stool.
" The mask is a sign of being a gang member. And Kenta will have to tell you that story. These girls are my sr. members, they make sure my orders are done properly. So please come sit, drink and be friendly. The girls are very intrested in you."
She steered him to a dark corner booth, a candle lite the area. You could see a bottle of Vodka and shot glasses. The other girls lounged int he booth. The had taken off thier masks and coats. Thier clothes were simple white shirts and black skirts.
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
"I don't know why they should be It's not like I have a second head or anything. That would be kind of cool like a hydra. Nah, I would be one short of a hydra." Lucian said taking a seat across from the two of them a bit of a wave to them. His eye catching the bottle, then the itsy bitzy glasses. "Man, those glasses are small. These drinks aren't really thirst-quenching."
He drunk the rest of his "soda", then grabbed the bottle of Vodka pouring it into the beer a quarter full. His hand quickly darted to the other side of the bottle turning it on a dime pouring them quickly and eveningly. It was definte he wasn't the least bit drunk. "I used to do magic tricks for my friends. So, I'm pretty quick with my hands. The tricks kind of lame. I can balance a empty bottle on my nose pretty well." A cheerful smile on his lips. "I guess being in a gang is like being in the army taking orders and such. You know your the second platoon I've ran into if that's the case."
Setting the bottle down finally a tilt of his head. "They had a lot of bikes coming to think of it about five or six of them. Not very nice gave horrible directions, then really rude to. To make a long story short a homeless guy got a leather jacket." He lifted the glass of vodka taking a sip of it he made a face. "Yuck! This taste horrible. Strange after-taste."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )"I don't know why they should be It's not like I have a second head or anything. That would be kind of cool like a hydra. Nah, I would be one short of a hydra.Man, those glasses are small. These drinks aren't really thirst-quenching. I used to do magic tricks for my friends. So, I'm pretty quick with my hands. The tricks kind of lame. I can balance a empty bottle on my nose pretty well.
I guess being in a gang is like being in the army taking orders and such. You know your the second platoon I've ran into if that's the case. They had a lot of bikes coming to think of it about five or six of them. Not very nice gave horrible directions, then really rude to. To make a long story short a homeless guy got a leather jacket. Yuck! This taste horrible. Strange after-taste."
She motioned for the waitress to bring her another bottle, anything to get him drunk. She turned and smiled at him, her green eyes guage the contents of the bottle.
" We are just form a local gang, it dopesn't matter. Just sit with us, regal us with stories. I will supply the drink...My friends are your friends... Also we will get home no worries.. Tell me of your home..your family..."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
"Not much I can say about my family was a orphange left at a church's doorsteps sort a lonely beginning. What about you guys?" Lucian said taking a sip from his beer glass as he moved his feet up onto the table a old habit of his used to scorned for back at the orphange. "Don't mind if I put my feet up do ya?"
A gentle smile came across his lips as he took another sip of the strange liquid. This little angel boy was drinking large qaulities of hard alochol and it didn't seem to be effecting him. His voice was becoming slightly slurred a tiny bit. A small sigh escaped his lips. Holding up a hand to wave to them for a bit. "Do any of you know how to play quarters? It's a fun game a priest taught me. There was no drinks involved just something to past the time."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
"Not much I can say about my family was a orphange left at a church's doorsteps sort a lonely beginning. What about you guys? Don't mind if I put my feet up do ya? Do any of you know how to play quarters? It's a fun game a priest taught me. There was no drinks involved just something to past the time."
They looked at each other, he was a rambler. The waitress brought over another bottle of vodka and beer. She sat the shot glass in front of the bottle. Sakura dug in her pocket and gave the girl a few hundred dollar bills. She also found a few lone quarters.
" I have one are you willing to play...My girls are willing to bet what ever you want. "
She held the quater out to him, her eyes were filled with mirth.
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )
He gave a big smirk there was a reason that they didn't gamble with him when it came to quarters. "Well, I have money. I'm not much of a gambler. Kind of don't know what to bet." He gave it a bit of thought as he let out a deep sigh looking up to the ladies. "If I bet I guess it would be something low like five to ten dollars, but we still drink if one or I lose. I'm open to suggestions I don't know what else to bet though."
His eyes was getting a bit gazed as he licked his lips. "Thennn... Againn." The alochol was starting to set in as some of his speech was cut short and running together taking another sip of the strange liquid. "It's kind of repetivvey. Just playing for money."
Re: BackAlley Bikers, then some. ( Open. M for language. )Well, I have money. I'm not much of a gambler. Kind of don't know what to bet." He gave it a bit of thought as he let out a deep sigh looking up to the ladies. "If I bet I guess it would be something low like five to ten dollars, but we still drink if one or I lose. I'm open to suggestions I don't know what else to bet though. Thennn... Againn. It's kind of repetivvey. Just playing for money."
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