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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 4, 2021 19:43:00 GMT -8
It was the night of the street race that Dog had told WR about. WR had definitely heard about a race circling around the streets it was supposed to be one of the biggest races on the streets since before the Meta's appeared! However, WR would note that wasn't the location that WR had been sent to... Which location would they choose to go?
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 15:23:52 GMT -8
WR was convinced if Dog wanted to help them put an end to the Droogs' reign of terror, she wouldn't send them to the wrong place. So, with that in mind, they strolled up to the corner of Willow and Cherry in their light blue Skyline.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 17:48:30 GMT -8
WR would pull up on a small gathering of people. There appeared to be three people already there! The First Guy appeared bored, but upon closer inspection it he was definitely anxious. The Second Man seemed completely uninterested about anything going on there. Inspecting his nails for dirt. The Third Individual was the only that seemed excited to be there, all smiles. However there was definitely something mysterious... dark... behind that smile of his. As WR pulled up someone with step forward and motion for them to line up next to the other cars!
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 17:56:34 GMT -8
WR briefly scanned the area and duly noted the competition. They weren't sure which of them they were supposed to pick out, if any, but they definitely knew who they were going to start with if given the opportunity.
When signaled, they pulled up next to the other cars and rolled down the driver side window just enough so that their head was visible. They seemed anxious, but not about the race. For once, they weren't there to win, they were there to befriend the competition.
...which was something that was never going to happen again.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 18:07:41 GMT -8
The other Drivers were standing in front of their cars waiting for the race to begin there was very little in way of a crowd and this crowd didn't seem like the cheering sort, but rather a judgy sort. A man with a clipboard would rush over to WR and motion for them to get out.
"Yeah, who is your sponsor?"
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 18:11:20 GMT -8
WR rolled their eyes as the man approached and opened the door just enough for them to step out. They shoved their hands in their bomber pockets and tilted their head in annoyance at the question.
"No one. This is a hobby, an illegal one at that."
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 18:15:44 GMT -8
The man looked annoyed.
"Very funny. Either give me your sponsor's name or leave, this isn't just a race this is a job opportunity and if you don't know what I'm talking about, then you don't belong here."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 18:21:25 GMT -8
WR growled and their eyes narrowed. The man would suddenly start to feel very, very warm...
"Morei Skies, take it or take it, 'cause I'm not leaving 'till I get what I came for." They snapped.
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Post by Fell on Jan 5, 2021 18:32:21 GMT -8
A figure seemed to melt out of the shadows as soon as WR spoke. She was dressed in all black, making her stark white hair stand out even more. The mask she wore was not the one that Drake had given her, but was instead was something that covered the bottom half of her face, leaving her ice colored eyes to shine.
She walked up to the man, tilting her chin up slightly. She was a well known figure here.
"Ghost and the Blood Hound," she said, her voice a deep growl, even quieter than it had been at the park. She gave a pointed look at WR. "The Blood Hound requested her, personally, here."
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 18:43:49 GMT -8
The man tapped his clipboard as he looked between Ghost and the new comer.
"Fine. But for you sake learn to drop the attitude. If you meet my employer they will not tolerate you no matter how good you are on the street."
With that he would walk away, WR however, would notice he now had the attention of the other 3 drivers.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 18:49:55 GMT -8
WR cocked a brow as a familiar pair of eyes emerged from the shadows. Her presence was completely unexpected, but they were grateful that she bailed them out...now the question was, why was she here?
They shook their head and turned back to the man.
They rolled their eyes again and crossed their arms over their chest as he walked away. Clearly, they were NOT going to drop the attitude.
"Fuckin' poser," They mumbled, turning their attention to the other drivers that seemed to be staring in their direction.
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Post by Fell on Jan 5, 2021 18:51:45 GMT -8
The figure sighed softly, and tossed a glare towards WR. "I'm not sticking around to bail you out. She knew you were going to try to start some shit. Remember why you're here."
She turned around, then, and walked right by the other drivers. She didn't bother to even spare them a glance, however, as she followed the man towards wherever he was going.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 18:58:02 GMT -8
The third individual would start chuckling at WR.
"Poser is right! Nothing but posers here! THE WHOLE LOT OF YA!"
He would cackle maniacally.
"Names North! I sure hope your survive today! You seem like fun!"
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 5, 2021 19:04:01 GMT -8
WR sighed and stared Rebel down until she was out of sight. She was right, this was too... fragile for them to be on that kind of edge. They took a deep breath before acknowledging the maniac cackling in their direction.
They turned to him with a grin, one that completely betrayed the fire in their eyes. Yeah, there was definitely something wrong with him, and they couldn't get rid of the feeling that he raced with the same kind of dangerous energy.
But, reminding themself what was at stake, they tilted their head and forced a laugh.
"Yeah? WR, and ditto." Was all they said, before flicking their head at the other two.
"Gonna introduce yourselves?"
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Jan 5, 2021 19:17:35 GMT -8
The second man rolled his eyes.
"And why should I concern myself with trash like you. After I win today, I'll never have to see you again. So you're barely worth the effort of even speaking too."
He would say with a tone that just reeked of self-entitlement. The first person would do a half wave.
"Ignore James."
He said giving the man a pointed look.
"He talks a lot of smack, but he hasn't been able to beat me in all the years I've known him."
This was rewarded with a nasty glare and turning of James' head.
"Anyways, I'm Joshua, and not to brag, but out of the other two, I'm the best racer here. Don't know you though. So I'm quite interested to see what you've got."
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