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maskormenacelogs2015-08-04 07:55 pm
rassera) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-08-04 07:55 pm
MY HEART IS LIKE AN OPEN HIGHWAY
WHO: Kaneda rassera and YOU!
WHERE: The streets of Nonah, Heropa, or De Chima
WHEN: Early August before the swear-in, from 9pm (ish) - 2am (ish)
WHAT: Open/Catch-all post for early August! Kaneda lives the night life, and that means some intense biking is going on the streets of Nonah, Heropa, and De Chima. Feel free to run into him for crazy nighttime shenanigans/bike rides. If you have something specific feel free to PM me!
WARNINGS: DISOBEYING TRAFFIC LAWS AND SPEED LIMITS COME GET HIM COPPERS
Ah, Nonah. Kaneda had gotten familiar enough with his surroundings here. It hadn't taken all that long. You usually memorize the streets within your first week. But that didn't mean he enjoyed them any less. There was something about them, maybe how easier it was to turn there, or he felt he could push the limits a bit more. Either way, it made for a therapeutic bike ride, looking back as his bike lights trail behind him like a tail. He was so used to there being other bikes behind him, like a pack he was responsible for. There was a certain loneliness that came with this flavour of going out for a ride.
But he tried not to think of it like that. He preferred 'nice and quiet'.
Peaceful.
That doesn't discourage him from making a few stops, though, to either stretch his legs or to get a better look at his surroundings. Maybe see if there's a bar (You can't drink, asshole) or late night eating spot. Burgers weren't his favourite food, but they did in a pinch when he didn't feel like going out to De Chima.
Heropa provided a different kind of atmosphere (and it was a drive for Kaneda, meaning he could zone out a bit as he headed there) than Nonah had. It was more humid, enough for him to not even wear his jacket. The traffic was a little more than Nonah tonight, but that gave him more practice. Weaving in and out of cars was something he'd always done in Neo Tokyo, but he had way more going for him here. With his powers, crashes weren't the end of the world, and if luck was on his side, he could--
Ah, there. He leans into a turn suicidally, wheels pratically parallel to the pavement. Any normal rider should have wiped out...technically he would have if he pushed it any more. But luck...seemed to be on his side tonight (something that will remain as just 'luck' too, if asked) and he pulls back up and straight down the street again, doing the same for a couple more blocks before skidding to a stop.
Putting his bike in park, he practically bounds out of his seat, doing a little victory hype as he just...lets that adrenaline run through him. His hand reaches up, slinging the goggles off his eyes as he leans against the brick wall of a building.
His heart beat almost enough to burst out of his chest, and it felt great.
Sometimes Kaneda drove all the way out to De Chima. If any place felt like home, it was here, and it wasn't just because of the takeout (Although to be fair, that was the main reason he was going tonight. He's not driving at the moment, deciding to take a break from all the speed racing he's been doing (heck, he pretty much sped over from Nonah for this. His bike's parked outside one of the many takeout restaurants that De Chima has to offer, Kaneda himself only just exiting with two bags of takeout.
One sits in the seat as he leans against the windshield of his bike, one hand holding chopsticks and the other supporting one of the cartons. This...this was the closest to home he could get, and man did it work like a salve on a worn down kid's heart. Not that there was much of a home to go back to, but he missed it all the same.
Before everything fell apart.
The other sits untouched, despite Kaneda's vicious appetite. That was for something(one) else.
[ooc: if you want something else, feel free to let me know! These are just prompts if you need them!]
rassera and YOU!WHERE: The streets of Nonah, Heropa, or De Chima
WHEN: Early August before the swear-in, from 9pm (ish) - 2am (ish)
WHAT: Open/Catch-all post for early August! Kaneda lives the night life, and that means some intense biking is going on the streets of Nonah, Heropa, and De Chima. Feel free to run into him for crazy nighttime shenanigans/bike rides. If you have something specific feel free to PM me!
WARNINGS: DISOBEYING TRAFFIC LAWS AND SPEED LIMITS COME GET HIM COPPERS
Nonah
Ah, Nonah. Kaneda had gotten familiar enough with his surroundings here. It hadn't taken all that long. You usually memorize the streets within your first week. But that didn't mean he enjoyed them any less. There was something about them, maybe how easier it was to turn there, or he felt he could push the limits a bit more. Either way, it made for a therapeutic bike ride, looking back as his bike lights trail behind him like a tail. He was so used to there being other bikes behind him, like a pack he was responsible for. There was a certain loneliness that came with this flavour of going out for a ride.
But he tried not to think of it like that. He preferred 'nice and quiet'.
Peaceful.
That doesn't discourage him from making a few stops, though, to either stretch his legs or to get a better look at his surroundings. Maybe see if there's a bar (You can't drink, asshole) or late night eating spot. Burgers weren't his favourite food, but they did in a pinch when he didn't feel like going out to De Chima.
Heropa
Heropa provided a different kind of atmosphere (and it was a drive for Kaneda, meaning he could zone out a bit as he headed there) than Nonah had. It was more humid, enough for him to not even wear his jacket. The traffic was a little more than Nonah tonight, but that gave him more practice. Weaving in and out of cars was something he'd always done in Neo Tokyo, but he had way more going for him here. With his powers, crashes weren't the end of the world, and if luck was on his side, he could--
Ah, there. He leans into a turn suicidally, wheels pratically parallel to the pavement. Any normal rider should have wiped out...technically he would have if he pushed it any more. But luck...seemed to be on his side tonight (something that will remain as just 'luck' too, if asked) and he pulls back up and straight down the street again, doing the same for a couple more blocks before skidding to a stop.
Putting his bike in park, he practically bounds out of his seat, doing a little victory hype as he just...lets that adrenaline run through him. His hand reaches up, slinging the goggles off his eyes as he leans against the brick wall of a building.
His heart beat almost enough to burst out of his chest, and it felt great.
De Chima
Sometimes Kaneda drove all the way out to De Chima. If any place felt like home, it was here, and it wasn't just because of the takeout (Although to be fair, that was the main reason he was going tonight. He's not driving at the moment, deciding to take a break from all the speed racing he's been doing (heck, he pretty much sped over from Nonah for this. His bike's parked outside one of the many takeout restaurants that De Chima has to offer, Kaneda himself only just exiting with two bags of takeout.
One sits in the seat as he leans against the windshield of his bike, one hand holding chopsticks and the other supporting one of the cartons. This...this was the closest to home he could get, and man did it work like a salve on a worn down kid's heart. Not that there was much of a home to go back to, but he missed it all the same.
Before everything fell apart.
The other sits untouched, despite Kaneda's vicious appetite. That was for something(one) else.
[ooc: if you want something else, feel free to let me know! These are just prompts if you need them!]
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