Imeeji: IC Continuations

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Previous:
Speed Dating [Day 32]
Mistletoe Game [Day 71]
Social Bingo [Day 101]

Includes:
B's Fancy Dance [Day 102]
Kissing Game [Day 124]
Mistletoe 2 [Day 187]
Objective Game [Day 223]
Tokyo-F Stamp Rally (Age Up and Age Down Event) [Day 245]

Comments

[unbr8kable]

[Tsk]

Sunday driver!

[Of course, the words are lost in the wind almost as quick as she speaks them; the way she attempts to weave around him is likely more easy to catch, trying to milk even more from the squealing engine]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[His laughter also is lost in the wind as he peels away to attempt taking a shortcut across the train tracks.

Surely he won't biff it on his bike if he does that.

...

Surely]

[unbr8kable]

[This time she follows alongside, attempting to force him over, like a game of chicken. Definitely safe to be doing at xxx kph]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Points to the track splitting up ahead, grinning wickedly at her.

Choose wisely!]

[unbr8kable]

[Hoots out a laugh, speeding up before shifting her weight and popping a smallish wheelie. Which just is blown back to a largish wheelie given their speed, and...hm, wonder if that looks as impressively dangerous as it feels.

There's only a few weightless seconds of teetering on one wheel before she shifts her weight back down with just the slightest bit of legit alarm. Either way, she gets control over the bike by the time she's definitively headed down the left fork (which, she's left handed, of course this was the only choice, hopefully it's actually going the right direction)]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Yes, Nemesis, that wheelie was delightfully dangerous looking from this angle. Also caught on Intensity's camera eye. He'll send her a picture later.

And with a bark of laughter of his own, he takes the right course.

(Is either of them the right direction? Will the tracks meet up again?

We just don't know.)]

[unbr8kable]

[One way to find out! Her bike thumps down the tracks, skimming between train platforms before speeding...northwards, huh. Is this where we even need to go]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Eventually the loop line has to get somewhere close to the hospital.

...

Eventually.

But in the meantime, there are multiple places where she can peel back to the city streets.]

[unbr8kable]

[True enough. And honestly she's worried about getting too far away as the loop line turns back towards the rest of the city. So she jumps the bike off the tracks as it passes over one of the larger boulevards, as you do. (Plenty of space for wide turns, right? Or exploding into a million pieces, same thing)]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[The metal is getting a little hot under her hands.

Edges of the plastic look like they might even start to be melting. Better find your way to the hospital soon.

Or crash wherever you feel]

[unbr8kable]

[That is unpleasant! And driving at this speed is a little too fast for going one-handed but she is pretty sure??? the hospital is close??? Hopefully so 'cause she's about to be rolling in on her ass and that's only acceptable if it is before Intensity,,]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It is INDEED before Intensity.

As her bike sputters, shedding parts, before the engine dies completely a few meters short of the hospital]

[unbr8kable]

[Urges it forward, even as the wheels increasingly wobble, and she ends up jumping from her seat and running a bit forward as the bike kind of falls apart underneath her]

...Hah! So...

[...honestly she looks around all directions, waiting for a reveal]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Think fast!

(Or actually don't flinch.)

A bike comes zooming in at high speeds, seems to be smoking (is that an electrical fire?), and is sans Intensity as it also dies a sad death on the hospital lawn]

[unbr8kable]

[Looks around, ready now]

What--?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[It doesn't take long for Intensity to show up after, furiously stomping at the hem of his coat which seems to be smoldering.

Fucking plastic lined FiN clothing!]

[unbr8kable]

[Well, glad he is in one piece??]

What happened?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Crosses his arms and tries his best to look regal despite a slight singed suit]

Miscalculation.

...

Left apparently was the correct choice.

[unbr8kable]

It usually is.

[is it though... she comes up to him, circling him and looking him over]

Well, now you owe me a soda, 'specially if you didn't actually catch fire or nothing.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Is that what the wager was? I should have tried harder then.

[Looking over the bike wreckage]

When do you need that back in one piece?

[unbr8kable]

[It is pretty impressive, stretching a good ways down the plaza]

Whoof... Maybe I gotta get him another one...hopefully he don't got anyplace to go anytime soon.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Nonsense. I've repaired worse. It will just take some time.

[Toes at a metal piece that probably belongs to Hurricane's bike. Or his. Who knows!]

Or you could get him a new one, and I'll refurbish this one and return it to you.

[unbr8kable]

[Considers; wonder if someone else will clean this up if they just leave it]

Mm... Ain't really my style of bike, to be honest. Think I'd rather have a cruiser. Might not be as fast, but it's got more power, y'know?

Anyways, you gotta fix up Blue Eyes, don'tcha?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Why would I need to fix up----

[Oh...!]

That wasn't actually Blue Eyes. Just a bike in her likeness. She likes themed items of her.

[Or maybe just Intensity does.

As evident of all of Kaiba land]

[unbr8kable]

...So you got your robot dragon a bike?