forum biker gang rp (closed)

Started August 07, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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“Not a mother hen, just a friend.” She looked pointedly at him “something you could use.”

“All my friends end up dying, so I’d watch out if I were you,” Rigel spit the words so fast he hadn’t even realized they came out if his mouth. He looked at his bike, just for an excuse to look away.

Belle drained the last of the mystery liquid, then set the cup on the nightstand.

"What was in that, anyway?" she asked, curious.

“That’s one thing I wouldn’t mind.” She said softly

“Just give me the keys,” Rigel demanded, not really in the mood to share sob stories. A simple chat wouldn’t make anything better, what could he even say? So Rigel just held out a hand, waiting for his keys because he was an a—hole.

(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 your post-drunken mornings doesn't work as fast as this, so, like…y-you're welcome."

“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