Riding for a LADY (ATTN Char and Johanne)

Outside Johann’s demeanor turns slightly more predatory, somehow sharper and agresive, finally letting a bit more of the Beast out, allowing it to burn his blood to awaken the strenght within, maybe because a part of him was wishing the Carnon did something stupid right before starting, fortunately for him, he didn’t, even if the Beast was slightly dissapointed it didn’t got to tear at their enemy...

As she got into her car, the Bruja got into his bike, a blood red firebrand with big black wheels, stylish and prolonged in its shape, as much a thing of beauty as it was a thing of speed, even if now part of it’s paint job was slightly scratched for innumerable ventures, the aerodinamic design betraying it had being crafted for racing, fast, strong and more then anything else, handling like a dream, which had being the reason why he’d picked her on the first place, his Jill, his bike, roaring like a hungry tigress as he rode on her, following Char’s vehicle with the interest of a hunter.




Full view: https://2img.net/r/ihimizer/img517/4605/jilll.jpg


Once she took out her own ride, Johann found himself even more atracted to the beautiful redhead, if that was even posible, just the sight of that wondrous red mane dancing in the wind after her, not to mention those legs seemed to go on forever, and looked good enough to bite them...

As she drew away telling them to wait for the ‘flagger’ whomever she might be, the young looking Gangrel followed her with his eyes for a good while, smiling with a certain sense of fascination, almost as if too enthralled for her to even stop looking in her direction as she left them behind, his eyes only moving shortly to his rival, that mischievous grin of his lips as he allowed himself to indulge on a subtle idea of his, letting his supernatural charm work its magic, after all, if the Carnon was too busy looking at him to look at the road, all the better for him.

“Hope you won’t hate me after this...
Would hate to lose a brother biker over a girl, well, goddess, but still.” He said honestly, trully not meaning bad blood to be between them, yet at the same time accepting that in war and love everything is fair game, that sheer wildness in him almost seeming to become exhaservated for a second as he allowed his Majesty to do its work, hoping to not only distract him but maybe even gain some useful information if time would permit.

His eyes slowly going back to the distant figure that was her now...


(Use one Vitae for Vigor for the Scene, more out of the Beast’s spoken wish to open the guy a new one then anything else xDD
PMing you the result of the Majesty roll...)

~~Narration~~

Coda suggests a 3 'leg' race; to the county line, then the Grindhouse, and then back to Char's -- so that the winner can collect their 'spoils'.

(( Please click on Spoiler for rules. Post all applicable Merits, dice rolls, and totals; start your engines ))

Spoiler:

~~Narration~~

The bikes take off in a roar of engines and flying hair.

Coda and Lucky expertly work the 'legs' of the race, although the feelings of respect and awe he had for the other racer initially throws him off.

Johann, unused to the speed at which Coda tears off at, follows suit -- almost wiping out more than once. He begins to fuel his efforts to catch up and win with Blood. Soon, even the red glow of Coda's tail lights fade.

Coda stops Lucky by Charunetrah, blonde hair reminding her of a lion's mane. The thrill of victory makes Coda wonder why he though Johann might have been some kind of hot shit.

Several minutes later, Johann pulls up, wild eyed and pale. Coda and Char can immediately tell something is wrong.

In the heat of the race, the young Gangrel has burned all of his Blood.

(( According to the rolls Ghash sent me, he used 12 Blood, and has a BP of 3
Frenzy check at -2 (Starving) ))

(Hope you don’t mind me taking Johann out, kind off in a hurry to go to another thread, will post everything else in ‘Moods’)

Like a dam that colapses under the sheer weight of it all, like a battering ram going through the gate of a fortress, the sound of the cage being torn asunder is staggering, even if only within Johann’s mind, first there is the whisper of a cracking and then the huge, violent uproar of what is set free in that very instant, wild and terrible, the cackling laughter of the wolven Beast as it rushes through is the last thing he can hear before it all turns red, vibrant and alive, something inside his chest burning like it is about to catch on fire, and yet that fire doesn’t as much frightens him as it seems to give him purpose.

Glowing green eyes focus once again, this time undenyably the eyes of a wolf underneath a human mask, he can feel the wicked maw opening and laughing just behind his face, which now laughs too, ridding his bike fast and hard towards the closest posible target, raging like only the Beast trully can, away from the couple and into the closest prey in sight...

Coda and Char ride off into the night.....

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