Roadtrip time next week. It was an exciting prospect, but it did mean one thing: Dante leaving his bike behind on Fandom for a while, so they could rent a car that would (hopefully) not inspire Anders to vomit ( Read more... )

Usually, Dante didn't do being up this early. Especially not on a Sunday, when 'early' was anything before noon. Today - this weekend - was different. He was restless, couldn't sleep, needed to get out ( Read more... )

With all the time spent in Limbo City and then hopping around, Dante hadn't really had the chance to give his bike some love lately. (And, okay, maybe remembering how he'd gotten the flashy red expensive-as-hell motorcycle to begin with was not really high on his priority list, either ( Read more... )

There was absolutely nothing to see here. Just a perfectly ordinary parking lot with some cars in it...including a Mitsubishi with two kids in the process of hotwiring it.

But, you know, given the kids, this was to be expected.

"Let me do it!"

"Shh!"

((Open parking lot is open.))

"What in the ever loving fuck is this?" Ronan had nearly shouted when he'd woken up and realized what was happening. Yes, he'd been warned about this and yes, he'd almost expected his run of good luck to end but like this? That wasn't even fair ( Read more... )

Even though Ronan was pretty used to the island being a giant dipshit, it still didn't meant he dealt with it well. After this weekend, he'd prowled around his room for awhile before stomping out, yelling at some random person in town before eventually ending up in the parking lot with his car ( Read more... )

Few things could make Ronan almost smile. One of those few things was his car. The BMW was covered in pollen and in desperate need of an oil change and some new tires but it still made Ronan feel a little better just by seeing it. How Gansey clung to the Pig, Ronan didn't know, when there were things out there with so much more power and that ( Read more... )

The one good thing about this place was that Gansey wasn't hanging over his shoulder, looking disappointed, when Ronan went out to have a good time. Ronan could drink in peace and he could find street races in peace. And while he appreciated the lack of a chaperone, another part missed that disappointment. It made going against Gansey's wishes ( Read more... )

Riley had, naturally, been a little concerned about his car once everything on the island seemed to be settling down. He hadn't gotten a chance to get out of the parking lot until just now and, when he saw that his darling car was all right, he breathed a deep sigh of relief ( Read more... )

Ordinarily, Kaidan might not've been so eager to show off his biotics to a near-stranger. Actually, he still wasn't really eager about that part: it had just been almost a week since he'd been able to see action, and he wanted to make sure his body was ready to get back into it ( Read more... )