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beyondtheline2023-05-22 08:56 pm
phantomrider) wrote in beyondtheline2023-05-22 08:56 pm
Tornadoes and skeletons and nacho dogs, oh my
[So this is how he gets away with it, then. Cruz, a skeleton, with a skeleton horse, lives in a skeleton of a house with a skeletal barn attached - and he remains unseen, his home apparently abandoned, all the way on the outskirts of this thing that's barely a town.
Well, you do what you gotta do, and Johnnie won't turn down a kind offer of a safe place to stay the night. He can't help but grin at Chrissy having such a good time riding that bony horse as he pulls the bike in through the barn door and parks it to the side, then hops off.]
Hey man, we owe ya for this. Here.
[See, this is yet another reason it's good to stock up on alcohol. He finds their most recent stolen bottle of tequila and pulls it out as he saunters over to their host and offers it in an outstretched hand.]
On us. Uh, if you drink, that is. You do drink, right?
[Normally that would be a dumb question to ask but the guy appears to be actual bones. But, bones that can smoke, without lungs, so he can probably drink without a mouth, right?
That earns a laugh from Cruz.]
I sure do, fella. You don't have to, though. I'm not looking for any kind of repayment, just helping out a couple folks in need.
[Johnnie shakes his head and waves that attempt off.]
Nah, it's all yours. Or if you really insist, we can all split it tomorrow, the three of us an' the rest of your crew. Can't wait to meet 'em. They all skeletons too?
Well, you do what you gotta do, and Johnnie won't turn down a kind offer of a safe place to stay the night. He can't help but grin at Chrissy having such a good time riding that bony horse as he pulls the bike in through the barn door and parks it to the side, then hops off.]
Hey man, we owe ya for this. Here.
[See, this is yet another reason it's good to stock up on alcohol. He finds their most recent stolen bottle of tequila and pulls it out as he saunters over to their host and offers it in an outstretched hand.]
On us. Uh, if you drink, that is. You do drink, right?
[Normally that would be a dumb question to ask but the guy appears to be actual bones. But, bones that can smoke, without lungs, so he can probably drink without a mouth, right?
That earns a laugh from Cruz.]
I sure do, fella. You don't have to, though. I'm not looking for any kind of repayment, just helping out a couple folks in need.
[Johnnie shakes his head and waves that attempt off.]
Nah, it's all yours. Or if you really insist, we can all split it tomorrow, the three of us an' the rest of your crew. Can't wait to meet 'em. They all skeletons too?
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[He flashes her that same big grin and lets her go about getting her things ready while he digs through the bags for any spare snacks that may have gone overlooked before. Aha, yes, there's the stuff he grabbed from that gas station stop most recently - a Snickers for breakfast it is, then.
He gulps it down and pulls her in for that kiss.]
Sure. We're not far from Phoenix, I bet we can find somethin' good there. Or if you're hungrier, Tucson is just right down the road. Start our day with a real meal, if you want.
[He can just call the candy bar an appetizer, in that case. Actually, he'd like something that isn't so full of sugar, now that he's had it. Hm. Should've gone for the jar of peanuts.
The wind will mess up his hair but even so, he combs it back, then shakes dust off his jacket and pulls that back on.]
Ready when you are.
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[And surprisingly, her stomach is growling a little. All this eating real meals thing has made her body used to getting food put in it. But he seems open to getting something to eat sooner rather than later, so she rubs at her stomach to tell it to shut up and admires the sight of him all ready for the day. He really is incredibly attractive, and something about the way the light of day is hitting him just makes her fall a little more for him.]
You taste like chocolate, by the way. In case you were wondering.
[She has to swoop in close to smack at his butt, but she does it with a laugh before making a mad dash to hop on the back of the bike.]
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[He snickers and playfully retaliates by chasing after her. She beats him to the bike, but he throws his arms around her and pulls her in for a kiss.]
I gotta pull this thing back up to the road, babe, we aren't drivin' up that riverbed.
[They have a routine though, that's for sure, and she's settled into it. Makes him happy, even if it's going to be the last day of that routine for a while.
It takes some huffing and puffing to get the motorcycle back to the little dirt track, then up onto the highway. The thing's no dirt bike, even if it handles offroad conditions pretty well most of the time. But there, that long stretch of pavement with Tucson ahead, and California farther still, is a welcome sight. Time to get back on the road.]