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Post by Drake on Dec 19, 2020 23:55:43 GMT -8
Drake would be out exploring the streets once again, just getting away from Dime and her stupid soup kitchen for Meta's that ain't his life. He didn't fight his entire life just to survive and then help some poor chump to much of a bitch to the same. Fuck them.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:04:45 GMT -8
WR had just tied up another street race. Illegal? Yes, but they were able to outmaneuver the police (as usual) and put them on their opponents' tails while pulling into an alley beside some rundown restaurant. Easy money, easy escape, easy adrenaline rush.
They would count the cash before pocketing it, waiting for the sirens to vanish into the distance before stepping out of the smoky Aston Martin.
They would do so with a lengthy arm stretch over their head, adjusting their bomber as they began to walk down the sidewalk.
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:08:54 GMT -8
Drake would walk past the short individual, probably bumping them if they didn't move and keep walking stopping only to whistle as he saw a sweet car in the alley.
"Oh, what are you doing in a shit hole like this?"
He would say as he approached the car.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:13:20 GMT -8
WR would stop in front of Drake before he could even ask his question, grinning as he checked out their ride. The car was one they had actually won in a tournament sometimes ago, and it was one of their favorites, as the brand was no longer mass produced.
They would shrug in response to his question, walking back over to the car as he looked it over.
"Got some spots here and there if ya know what I'm sayin'."
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:21:07 GMT -8
Drake would fold his arms as he stared at small individual, his eyes looking into their soul. "No, I don't know, but I'm curious how did one of us end up with something like that. Where did you even find the money..." He asked curious as he tried to process. "I'm assuming you stole it, but how, and when?"
Soul Sight: While activated Drake can see a persons soul and can determine their life force and Morality (+10 Per, +10 Eng) Mutated: The first post of activating the Seikatsugan Drake's Seikatsugan boosts double to +20 Per, +20 Eng Enhanced: These Ancient Seikatsugans originally capable of creating sigils of formulas in the air where they could see that each magic circle had different meanings and abilities. This was further increased with being able to see at great distances being able to zoom in on things at x20 zoom making things seem 20x closer than they actually are. (Upgraded: Drake's eye abilities are always active and free to use with out spending Qi points, still requires Qi spends for stat boost)
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:29:15 GMT -8
WR would raise a brow as the dude stared at them, but would shrug before leaning over the hood with a palm, rubbing it as they gazed into the windshield to reminisce.
"Do street racing. When you show up a rival or an undefeated, get to take their rides in place of cash prize. So, in a way, guess it's stolen. Shoulda kept his bitch ass mouth shut," They would smirk at the last part, returning their gaze to him, then crossing their arms.
Drake wouldn't see much inside WR's soul, but he would get the overwhelming feeling that this tiny individual was FILLED with anger...almost, as one would say, a fiery amount.
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:35:58 GMT -8
Heh, same. Drake thought to himself seeing the person's soul. Them back at the chick.
"That a fact. So you just popped up here, said fuck it, stole some assholes car and beat the shit out of 'im, probably to death, or close to it. Am I getting that right?"
He asked.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:39:55 GMT -8
They'd shrug.
"I mean, if that's how you wanna look at it, sure. Tend to stay outta the...physical conflict part of it though. Not worth my time. Win, take, leave. Don't make the gamble if ya can't hold it, ya know?" They would fluff their bomber as they spoke.
He would have a feeling they were telling the truth, despite the mysterious, angry aura.
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:43:10 GMT -8
Drake smiled and laughed.
"Fair enough, I like your style, definitely better than those mooks over at restaurant re-made to a soup kitchen. At least you got out and did something with yourself. Fucking poser's back there ain't got nuthin to em. Just pissin themselves stupid if ya ask me."
He would look at WR again and hold out a hand.
"Drake, Drake Sudeki."
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:46:10 GMT -8
WR would nod along with a tilted head and a toothy grin as he mentioned the soup kitchen. Sounded like a sad life.
"Don't seem half bad yourself. WR." They would reciprocate with a handshake.
"Well hey, don't see too many non-crooks interested in wheels these days. How 'bout a ride?" They would raise a brow as they asked. What was the harm?
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:49:05 GMT -8
"Sure, I haven't been in a vehicle from this would before. Does it feel different?"
He would ask as he walked to the passenger side of the car.
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 0:54:35 GMT -8
WR would get in the driver's side and start up the car before responding to his question.
"I mean, every vehicle feels different. Probably 'bout the same as you remember it, yeah?"
They would glance at him again before revving the engine a few times. Afterwards, they would jolt out of the alleyway into a donut, before shooting back down the alley again. When they reached the end, they would lock the wheels and release a satisfying "skrrrrt" before resuming its sweet hum as they started down the street.
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 0:58:27 GMT -8
Drake was not expecting the amount of sheer force that was applied to them when the car ejected from the alley! He reached up to grab the 'Oh shit' handle as a huge smile spread across his face. The adrenaline already pumping into his veins! This. Was. Amazing!
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Post by WR Harthe on Dec 20, 2020 1:03:39 GMT -8
As they hit another corner, WR would quickly glance over at Drake to check his reaction. He looked like he was having the time of his life, so WR would smile and kick it up a notch, switching gears.
They would drive just over the speed limit until they neared an uphill, in which they would begin to speed up until they had built up enough momentum to attempt a controlled jump. They would have only hit midair for just upwards of two seconds, but it would have been enough for Drake to get a taste of the rush driving brought.
They would hit the next corner with much more force than the last, jolting Drake toward the drivers' side if he wasn't hanging on hard enough!
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Post by Drake on Dec 20, 2020 1:15:21 GMT -8
Drake was having the time of his life. He had never felt anything like, the only thing close to it was fighting in a life or death battle but even then, the ecstasy was so so sweet. He would lean over into the drivers side a bit, enough to touch shoulders before renegotiating himself back to his side of the car.
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