Stamping Ground

by Forn Clakes Fri Apr 24, 2009 11:53 am

Laura takes a ride around the neighbourhood and follows the map Reed gave her, the one that shows the possible domain for the coterie. She pulls into every little alleyway and sidestreet, getting to feel the contours of the road like she knows every angle of her bike, each turn of the throttle a blissful sound of release that echos along the street, bouncing from wall to wall.

She doesn't utter a sound, allowing the Buell to speak on her behalf.

It says, "The Horsemen are here. Don't fuck with us and we'll all get on dandy."