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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 22, 2011 22:01:15 GMT 2
"What do you mean? What did he have to go through?" Brian only knew half the story which ended with Jack getting his head smashed in. "Care to enlighten me?...English."
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Post by Joker on Apr 22, 2011 22:13:42 GMT 2
"The mexican stand off you rode in on with Faye as the hostage. He stepped up and did what he had to but still, that wasn't a good thing to ask of him." He smiled softly, "But hey, not all relationships bathed in fire can make it. They did what they could and this is what came out of it." He took another swig of the beer and finished it then opened another. "You want one bro?" He nodded at the cooler.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 22, 2011 22:21:26 GMT 2
His expression had changed to confused and worried. He remembered a lot of bulletts, blood and a body if he recalled it right, plus Jack had told him he had killed the guy who attacked him at the hospital. "Damn, I didn't even think about that. That's probably what's eating him and that she was hurt. Maybe that's why he called it quits. Fuck. Why didn't I help him?" Brian rubbed his thumb and index finger against his forehead while he looked at the ground to think. "I can't just let him go and screw it all up like that." He looked around but couldn't see Jack any longer. "No, no beer for me." Brian wanted to follow Jack but he neither knew where he had gone nor could he leave the opening.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2011 2:19:39 GMT 2
Diablo listened intently to the conversation nibbling on the inside of her bottom lip. That explained the limp and the still healing wounds, not to mention Brian's skittishness among a few other quirks she noticed about the guys in the past week and a half. In the end it wasn't her place to pry so she nestled into Joker's side, the adrenaline having finally worn off as she was left tired with a beer dangling between two of her fingers.
Subconsciously Angel rubbed her red dragon tattoo and nudged Joker with her hip, "If your going to jabber jaw, gimme the damn tongs before you burn something else," she said snatching the tongs from his hand, as she flipped the meats that were getting a little singed.
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Post by Joker on Apr 23, 2011 10:05:47 GMT 2
"Whoa, okay!" He laughed and grabbed Brain, "Relax man, Jack is a grown ass man. He can take care of himself and eventually he will have to come back to you to talk bro." He smiled softly and set the beer down. "He just needs to blow off steam and let's face it. Faye is a bit broken right now after everything she's been through and do you think right now would be a good idea for them to talk. Especially with Tran walking around?" He raised an eyebrow.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Apr 23, 2011 13:42:13 GMT 2
Jack scoffed at his brother's subtly mumbled advice, if he even wanted to call it that. Fuck her for all he cared.. she had made her choice, and he had made his. Didn't matter how messed up it felt. He reached for the keys in Natassia's hand, and tossed them at the driver of one of her cars before his arm slipped around her waist.
"I'd say mine, yours could use a little rest.." He mumbled while he pulled her away from the track. He didn't want to have to come back later to pick his car up, knowing that if he did, questions would be asked, questions he didn't feel like answering any time soon.. if at all. He knew he wasn't quite himself lately, and it showed in almost everything he did.. but fuck it. Wasn't like he was looking for anything special or long term with the woman he was leading toward his Evo anyway, he was just looking for a little..
"I hope you're good for working out some tension.." He whispered when he leaned in to her, while his finger already pushed the button to unlock the car doors.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2011 16:46:57 GMT 2
Natassia rose a brow as the man past, the words were mumbled but she had still heard them and a soft laugh fell from her lips, the heartbroken ones were always the easiest to deal with, because by the time they realized what was happening it was already to late. Smiling over at him, her dark eyes sparkled. Chuckling softly she tossed her hair over her shoulders so that she could look at Gabe, she gave him one small nod of her head, “Have Jay come down, take the Lam home” Her gaze turned over towards Jack with a smile, she had barely gotten the words out when he started tugging her away.
Nodding she eyed the car in front of her, dark eyes raking over the body work before returning to his, “Oh im good for two things, creating tension, and destroying it” She smirked as she slowly trailed a finger down his arm, her body pressing against his.
This time it was her who pushed him against the car, stopping him from entering it, her body pressing against his, one hand circling his chest, her lips deadly close to his, “So I think I can handle it” With a smirk she pulled away, and moved towards the passenger side.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2011 14:27:41 GMT 2
A groan left his lips as her legs wrapped around his waist, with a smirk, his hands lifted, fastening themselves to her hops, holding her against him, “No faith” He smirked, his head resting against hers. A deep chuckle left his lips at her words, the look on her face did nothing but make him laugh harder, his hand wrapping around her neck, as he pulled her into his side.
“Ill win” He stated, dropping a kiss to her head, as he guided her towards his Skyline.
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Post by Jack O'Conner on Apr 24, 2011 18:18:37 GMT 2
"I'm sure you can.." He smiled as she pushed him against the side of his car with a soft thud. When she moved, he lightly grabbed her wrist, pulling her against him once more. Tension she had created, some of it good, some of it bad, but he wasn't complaining yet.
"How about you give me a little preview taste of that first." He mumbled as his arm wrapped around her waist, his fingers digging softly in to the small of her back when he pushed her body flush against his. He smirked as he pressed his lips against hers, not bothering to note how different she tasted from Faye when he deepened the kiss before he pulled back. It hadn't exactly help break some of his tension, as it did add, but once again he wasn't complaining yet.
Without another word, he let go of her and slipped behind the wheel. He waited for her to get in before he started the Evo, reving the engine more than once for people to get of his way.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 25, 2011 20:06:40 GMT 2
Brian took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Alright I'll take a beer then." He reached into the cooler and fished out a Corona, twisted the top off and drank some. His eyes scanned the track, which wasn't occupied at the moment. "Walt, can I borrow your car?"
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Post by Joker on Apr 25, 2011 20:53:02 GMT 2
"Yeah sure, no problems mate." He tossed the key's to Brian, "Just remember, your finger's walk along the gears, no shifter just the techtonic touchplates." He smiled having the feeling he was going to have to rebuild the car by the end of the night.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 25, 2011 20:57:36 GMT 2
Brian laughed. Who did Joker think he was? A rookie. "Relax, bro." He clapped him on the chest and sat his beer down next to him. "I've driven left and right steerers, stick, auto, everything. You car doesn't have a bottle holder, does it?" He smiled before he climbed on top of the cooler and shouted out. "I need somebody to race against. Who wants to race the man himself?" He clapped himself on the chest.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2011 21:23:04 GMT 2
Diablo laughed glancing up at Brian, "Your ass is mine pretty boy remember that? You promised if I was still standing, and I'm still standing."
She twirled the tongs around her finger with a wicked little grin, she meant that too. If he was drinking and in one of Joker's creations, Brian would be easy.
"I'll help you rebuild it when I'm done Joker," she said making a cross over her heart as she handed him the tongs.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 25, 2011 21:34:27 GMT 2
Brian climbed down of the cooler and wrapped her arm around her shoulder. "That's too easy, girl. But sure. I promised!" He let her go laughed and made his way to the car. "Anybody else who wants in?" He shouted while he climbed inside and started the engine. For a moment he simply enjoyed the sound, which was incredible compared to what he was driving right now. His fingers rested on the tiptronic. This would be interesting. Slowly he backed out and rolled onto the track backwards where he hit the gas and sped up backwards until he grabbed the ebrake and hauled the front around.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2011 21:45:23 GMT 2
Angel grinned and grabbed her car off the lift, quickly popping the hood as she twisted a couple of knobs before snapping the hood back down. Happily moving around she drove the car to the starting line. Her engine was happily purring from the compartment, she was almost as excited as Seraphim was. She rolled down her window and grinned at Brian.
"Ready for me to show you how a girl drives?"
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 25, 2011 22:04:27 GMT 2
Brian did a few rounds to warm up the engine and get a feel for the car when he saw Angel pull onto the track. It had been a while since he had done a race and even longer since he had won one. Sure, this was for fun but Brian still wanted to give it his best and win. Once or twice he caught himself fishing for the clutch even though he didn't need to use it. He flinched and rolled to the start where he waited for his employee and anybody else who wanted to join. With his elbow out the window he asked. "Anybody else?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2011 15:58:18 GMT 2
Diablo shook her head, "Come on Bri, no one else is going to join up with us racing. I got my legacy and you've got yours. So pop that bitch in gear and let's see who's still standing at the end of this."
She wasn't too overly concerned about winning, that would just be an added bonus. All she cared about was the emotional release that come with racing, in this seat she was always free.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 29, 2011 16:16:59 GMT 2
"Allright. Let's see what you got,baby." He smiled at her before turning his head onto the track in front of them.
As soon as the arms of a half naked chick came down he hit the gas. Automatically his foot tried to hover over the clutch but he reminded himself that there was no need for shifting. His fingers tapped on the wheel shifting easily. It felt like it was a slight bit faster than by hand but Brian wasn't sure. The car sped up fast and he felt himself getting pressed into the bucket seats. Quite the difference to the old rust bucket he had been driving lately. A jolt of adrenalin shot through his body as he caught Diablos car out of the corner of his eye right next to him.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2011 17:18:34 GMT 2
Diablo grinned easily keeping pace with him, "Come on boss man don't make this easy, or your gonna make me fool around with my normal trick shit."
She moved closer to Joker's car and shifted once more the motor roaring to life once as she pulled ahead. It was very tempting to pull out the stops and show him what she could really do but, probably not the best thing when it was Brian driving Joker's car.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Apr 29, 2011 17:28:38 GMT 2
Brian had been waiting for her to kick it up a notch and try to get in front of him. As soon as she was half past him he moved over gradually. If she kept going she'd fly off the track during the upcoming bend. His foot was now close to the bottom panel and both hands gripped the wheel thightly while he was looking for the perfect course without letting Diablo distract him. A grin spread over his face when he pushed her over even a little further. "Don't cry, hon. I'll see you at the finish line."
Through the bend he slowed down just enough not to loose traction, geared down with his fingers on the tiptronic. It did feel real nice.
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