Sidra
Sophomore
Simphony of Light
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Post by Sidra on Jun 19, 2009 20:15:44 GMT -8
Sidra gave a happy grin and kissed his fourhead in thanks. "Come on, i parked it close." she said grabbing on to his hand agin and pulling him to her bike. Luckily it was close by and the got to it easily. "Here he is!" she exclamed, for a hundred and some odd old bike it looked in rather decent condition, the engin was shiny, the paint was an odd olive color, the tiers were knew and the double seater had new seats on it too. It looked like the old military bikes from worldwar two and thats the way sidra liked it. Sidra opend up one of the saddle bags, pulling out a helmit for Chris and putting in her shopping bags. She pulled out a fuzzy elmerfud had and a pair of goggles and set them over her head and face. "Ready?" she asked him getting on to the bike and patting the seat behind her. She looked even smaller on the bike than she did next to him.
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Post by Lance Marik on Jun 19, 2009 20:32:52 GMT -8
Chris looked at the helmet. With yet another sigh he flipped it onto his head and buckled it in a single movement. He then approached the bike. He flipped his leg over the seat and sat down behind her. "I apologize in advance if I cling to you. I have a bit of a problem with vehicles." he says, his voice allmost cold...
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Sidra
Sophomore
Simphony of Light
Posts: 379
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Post by Sidra on Jun 19, 2009 20:35:55 GMT -8
Sidra shook her head, "oh no its fine, it would be better if you did. its easer that way" she said to him before kicking the ignition and the machine roared to life. "Ya ready?" she smiled back at him as they moved backwards out of the parking space and then turned and started moveing forwards out of the parkeing lot.
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Post by Lance Marik on Jun 19, 2009 20:53:50 GMT -8
Chris nodds, wrapping his arms around the girls waist. He holds onto her snugly as she begins to back out of the space. "Okay..." he says. As she begins to drive away without even noticing it he lays his head down on her shoulder and buries his head in her neck, avoiding looking at the road streaking by.
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