|
Post by taiomega on Nov 25, 2006 20:21:02 GMT -5
Harv: *spots Flint* maybe he knows the way around here...* the big Hummer Bug mix asked himself*... but then again i don't people laughing at me.. *blink* I'll find my own way around.... *parks off the road with a sigh not knowning where to go next*...
|
|
|
Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 20:38:42 GMT -5
Flint spots Harv on the side of the road, looking quite lost. Big, new cities can do that to you if you don't know where to go.
The silver Eclipse stopped by the Hummer.
"Need some help?" he asked Harv.
|
|
|
Post by taiomega on Nov 25, 2006 20:48:21 GMT -5
Harv: huh *looks at the silver Eclipse* Oh huh no i'll find my way around... thanks anyway...
((FYI: Harv tiz a Bummer not a hummer.. poor guys a 60/40 split between a vw bug and a h2 hummer.))
|
|
|
Post by ebonyviper on Nov 25, 2006 20:51:51 GMT -5
((((OOC: Uh... oops. Sorry, my mistake. ^^;;; )))) Flint looked at the Bummer with uncertainty. "You sure?" he asked, "I know some good places to stay at and where the best restuarants are if you're hungry."
|
|
|
Post by taiomega on Nov 25, 2006 20:54:37 GMT -5
Harv: *blink*... well alright... i guess i could use your help...
((No problem i should of intro'ed him better... he's in the chars place))
|
|
|
Post by fierano on Nov 25, 2006 20:55:09 GMT -5
Carl didn't even notice himself cross the finish line in first until he had to skid to avoid slamming into the nearest building. His Cop-scanner was still ticking, just not as vigorously. There were currently only one or two nearby, but they weren't currently pointed in Carl's direction despite being stationary. He could probably breath a sigh of relief for now...but then there was the matter of the third competitor.
Carl was smiling as the Viper passed and congratulated him before going off to converse with the intruding tuner.
"Thanks..." he replied. Taking a look around he decided to keep tabs on the conversation. The Viper (her name was Ebony) probably didn't know who he was, but the RX-7 (named Chakée, of all things) might have taken the opportunity to introduce him to her out of his mirrorshot. (earshot? X.=.x)
(((Really, thanks. *snug*)))
|
|
|
Post by SuziDragonlady on Nov 26, 2006 7:53:09 GMT -5
"Oh, this is really nice but I don't want to cause more trouble, I just found out that my creditcard got canceled, I have no money and... now I just need to find a way to get back home, somehow." He looked at the BMW "You really did a great race, congrats!" Chakée wanted to stay and explore this place but he had no clue how he should do it without money at Vegas were money seems to be nearly everything...
|
|
|
Post by ebonyviper on Nov 26, 2006 8:51:24 GMT -5
"I'm usually the one to prevent trouble," said Ebony, "what with my spikes and all. Anyway, there's events here that you can participate in and win money."
She looked over at the BMW, Carl. "Yo, ya wanna come with?"
|
|
|
Post by fierano on Nov 26, 2006 9:18:24 GMT -5
((I don't remember Carl introducing himself before. >.=.> ) From what Carl can deduce, Chakée probably wasn't a bounty hunter. Then again, why would one introduce himself as such to a racer? They operated as much outside the system as the cops did, though a nice share of his bounty would be tantalizing to say the least. His cop-scanner was still ticking, though. If he stayed, he was an easy target. If he followed, he might be led into a trap. "Might" was less probable than "was," and he could use a relaxing drive to recoup some strength, though he'd eventually have to find some gas somewhere his vehicle description wasn't printed on a poster that was taped to the front window. "Sure..." he says, in that creepy almost-whisper of his. "...name's Carl, by the way." A rather innocuous name, and though his visual description was most likely in their ECUs, the lack of a last name would probably mean that there were a number of BMWs, probably also named Carl, roaming around the country. "I'll follow..." he adds. "Don't know the city...much..." Better to keep an eye on them than the other way around.
|
|
|
Post by SuziDragonlady on Nov 26, 2006 10:37:53 GMT -5
"Where you can win money, you say? Chakée smirked That would solve the problem and I would not need to go home... "Okay then, I will follow you too." Chakée got a strange feeling when Carl looked at him, that guy seemed to be very skeptical. Chakée did not continue thinking about that, he has got other problems which needs to get solved.
|
|
|
Post by ebonyviper on Nov 26, 2006 10:53:40 GMT -5
Ebony had to smile when she had managed to get both Chakee and Carl to agree to accompany her.
"Alright, boys," she said, "This way."
She began to lead them down a street toward the area where most of the major events were being held, along with booths where cars can buy and sell things.
|
|
|
Post by fierano on Nov 26, 2006 11:26:51 GMT -5
((TIP!: To get that exotic é in Chakée's name, hold down the Alt key and press 0, 2, 3, 3 in that order on your num-pad, then let go and watch magic happen! ) Carl smiled as Ebony led him and Chakée down the street to what he actually thought would be a gathering of fellow (illegal) street racers. Instead, they were headed toward the main convention area, and he stopped a good distance from the closest booths. His cop-scanner still picked up LVPD, but could not pick up local security. If they looked back they could see he was getting quite worried. As the other two tuners started pulling away, he said, "I'll catch up...gotta take care...of something..." before quickly (and rather quietly) withdrawing to pull a reverse 180, and ducking into a nearby alley. He really wanted to get to know more about this "Ebony Viper," as she looked like she had a lot of rep. Of course, he'd have to find a way to get into and through the area without ending up in a hot pursuit - which often had the tendency to become quite destructive... ((That would, aptly, be my last post for the night. XD Laters.))
|
|
|
Post by taiomega on Nov 26, 2006 16:24:04 GMT -5
Harv: OK uh you by chance wouldn't know which road would take me to the convention center...??... *looks from flint to a cop car not far down the road watching other trafic and back*...
|
|
|
Post by ebonyviper on Nov 26, 2006 16:37:49 GMT -5
Flint briefly glanced in the direction that Ebony, Carl, and Chakee were going and looks back at Harv. He tried to ignore that cop car that was just a short distance away.
"I believe the convention center is that way," Flint points with his antenna in the direction that the three tuners were heading.
|
|
|
Post by taiomega on Nov 26, 2006 16:39:28 GMT -5
Harv: alright then no other turns?.. caues if not i can let you get back to whatever it was you where doing....
|
|