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Post by aerin colt endsley on Nov 2, 2012 17:46:34 GMT -5
They'd allowed Ace to ride one of the dirt bikes, but only for a few hours. He guessed they didn't think he'd mow anyone over or anything like the rest of the people. He tightened the gloves around his hands, then the collar on his jacket. He leaned down, picking up his helmet to put it on. Once the strap was clasped, he climbed onto the bike and started it. Ace looked around, wondering why everyone was so quiet today before he flipped down the visor and revved the engine. This was bound to be fun.
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Post by damian cole sullivan on Nov 2, 2012 18:35:41 GMT -5
Damian had been around the track a couple times already. He had grown use to the turns, and the jumps. His head began to turn, increasing the gas flow and his speed. He was ready to see just how fast he could get around the track. Now maybe if Khole was there, Damian would have thought this all the way through. He would have realized it wasn't the best thing to do without informing the other rider's before hand. But they hadn't been together since lunch, and Damian was someone who acted on impulse.
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Post by aerin colt endsley on Nov 2, 2012 18:50:08 GMT -5
Ace waited for the next person to pass before he got onto the track. He started slowly, then shifted into the next gear. He leaned over a bit more, going one more gear faster. He was testing it, sure. He tested a lot. When you lived his life, you didn't have much to lose. Everything was being taken from you. He'd never been a kid. Just the thought of being hurt again had him going even faster, pushing his luck more and more.
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Post by damian cole sullivan on Nov 2, 2012 19:14:50 GMT -5
As Damian came down from the last jump, his eyes spotted the new rider. But as he went to pass on the inside, he found the kid heading the same way. The best option was to swurve, and so he did, too quickly. The bike slid across the ground, and Damian followed after it. When he stopped, a loud groan escaped passed his lips. "Fuck," He spit as he sat up. His worked angrily at his gloves, throwing them at the bike. His eyes began to search the track for the kid.
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Post by aerin colt endsley on Nov 6, 2012 14:54:34 GMT -5
Ace was in his own little world, not realizing anyone else was on the track until he heard another bike. He looked back to see him swerve and lay the bike down. He turned to look back in front of him, panic suddenly washing over him. Where had that tree come from!? He couldn't swerve, and he couldn't hit the thing head on. So he did the next best thing- He leaned the bike until it fell over, his head hitting the ground hard. 'Fuck..' He groaned inwardly, closing his eyes. He was content to just lay there, his head throbbing.
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Post by damian cole sullivan on Nov 8, 2012 18:10:41 GMT -5
"Damnit!" Damian growled. The kid had almost ran into a tree, and it was more than likely, his fault. He didn't want anyone to come along and cause a big scene, so he picked the bike up off it's side and began to push it toward the other boy. "Hey.. are you alright?" Damian wasn't happy to be checking on the other kid. He usually left Khole to check on the trouble he made, but Khole wasn't with him today.
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Post by aerin colt endsley on Nov 12, 2012 20:12:42 GMT -5
"I'm not dead.." Ace muttered. He'd done worse. Or had worse done to him, as the case may be. He would get over it. Once the throbbing stopped. He undid the strap under his chin, pulling the helmet up and off his head. He tossed it towards the bike, his blue eyes closing. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." He groaned as he pulled himself up, dusting off what he could reach. He wasn't out to impress anyone though, so the dust didn't matter to him really.
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Post by damian cole sullivan on Nov 14, 2012 21:05:02 GMT -5
Damian put the kick stand down and walked closer to the male. He scratched the back of his head as his eyes began to wonder around. "I could hear your head hit from over there." He didn't see the point of hanging around. The kid had said he was alright, but Damian knew it wouldn't be right if he just left.
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