1st Lap

[harbingerofboom]

Action Open to All [It's a little after midnight and out of nowhere a roaring engine barrels through the streets, narrowly avoiding a pedestrians before coming to a screaming halt. The driver slowly steps out of the car and takes in the surroundings.]

What the hell?

Comments

//action!//

[repairedbywebs]

My.

There's a car.

//action!//

[harbingerofboom]

[Rests a hand on the door, the engine is still cooling down.]

Of course it is.

//action!//

[repairedbywebs]

[Watching them both, a bag of groceries in her hand]

Racing?

//action!//

[harbingerofboom]

Yes. Looks like I lost the track.

[Touches a hand to his head, his vision is fine. Why is nothing familiar?]

Where is Thunderhead?

[suitcaseofnails]

[and here comes a bag filled with frilly lady's underwear]

Watch where you're driving!

[harbingerofboom]

I was. That's why you're still alive.

[suitcaseofnails]

Pft. First talking cars and now races. What's next? Dancing blue people?

[harbingerofboom]

I'm not sure what kind of a place you keep company in. Cars don't talk, ma'am.

[Is still trying to figure out where he is. Taking note of the street names, or lack thereof.]

Action

[reginagloriae]

[Is out Harry's apartment, stretching her legs, always carrying the sword and the jewel. Who knows when a demon will attack her?]

A car...

[She hasn't seen many cars since she arrived.]

Action

[harbingerofboom]

Right you are.

[And he's watching that car. Who knows what's awaiting him!]

Re: Action

[reginagloriae]

Oh.

It's...

[Her eyes widen at the strangely dressed man. Who is him? Why does he look taking out an Anime? She takes a few steps away. Nobody wearing that can be sane]

It's yours?

Action

[harbingerofboom]

[His arms are crossed while he leans against the door casually.]

That it is.

[She looks nervous, and that's okay. People shouldn't trust masked men right off of the bat.]