Ringo had been using the weekends for longer, more aggressive runs around Baltimore, or the warehouses on island. This weekend she'd been working on a series of pretty intricate rooftop-to-rooftop spinning flip transitions, and she'd come down at just the wrong angle. Not quite enough to sprain her ankle, but it was definitely sore ( Read more... )

With no classes on Thursdays, Ringo had decided to take her morning AT run in the city, so she'd left early. And it had been a great run, even if she'd had to be careful not to do anything too visible. No need to draw any official attention, after all. In fact, she'd gotten so caught up in the joy of riding in an actual city that she'd lost ( Read more... )

Ringo and her sisters spent a lot of time texting each other, so she was pretty much always caught up on the goings-on back home, but she still liked to get on the phone with Rika every so often. So after she'd finished her daily ride through town, she'd dialed home ( Read more... )

This week was busy, so I didn't get around to this earlier. Also, I figured I'd give everyone something to read when they get bored of the picnic! (Yeah. Right.)

( The canon... )

Ringo woke up to the alarm on her phone. Which was odd. The alarm on her phone wasn't set to go off on the weekend ( Read more... )

"The customer you are trying to reach is unavailable. It is possible that their phone is switched off, or out of range. Please leave a message."

Beep

About Air Gear, Ringo's Canon
( About Ringo's canon )