[The last person related to him that Johnnie was thinking of was, of course, the nearest. Not his much-loved brothers or his dear Mama, but the fucking asshole whose existence leaves him fuming.
But he's an exit. Right now, he recognizes that. He expected some sort of instruction from Chrissy but evidently that isn't necessary - whatever has to happen, it has to happen fast. And so it is that one moment they're in the canyon, and the next, they're in a quiet neighborhood in Oakland.
In a lot of ways, it doesn't look all that different from the area of Los Angeles she's become used to - but it's cooler here at night at this time of year. A deep fog has settled in off the bay, leaving distant lights blurred.
The panic, the last-second nature of their transportation, means that rather being set nicely in the driveway or something like that, the bike rockets toward the house in motion and it takes every ounce of Johnnie's singular brain cell to brake in time and skid to a stop. They thunk gently against the side of the house, and he lets out a sigh.
The house was dark, but a light turns on, undoubtedly at the sound. Johnnie's ears are ringing, and he shakes his head like it'll help to clear it.]
Holy shit, that was fuckin' wild. I swear, another second or two longer we woulda been blown right down the canyon!
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But he's an exit. Right now, he recognizes that. He expected some sort of instruction from Chrissy but evidently that isn't necessary - whatever has to happen, it has to happen fast. And so it is that one moment they're in the canyon, and the next, they're in a quiet neighborhood in Oakland.
In a lot of ways, it doesn't look all that different from the area of Los Angeles she's become used to - but it's cooler here at night at this time of year. A deep fog has settled in off the bay, leaving distant lights blurred.
The panic, the last-second nature of their transportation, means that rather being set nicely in the driveway or something like that, the bike rockets toward the house in motion and it takes every ounce of Johnnie's singular brain cell to brake in time and skid to a stop. They thunk gently against the side of the house, and he lets out a sigh.
The house was dark, but a light turns on, undoubtedly at the sound. Johnnie's ears are ringing, and he shakes his head like it'll help to clear it.]
Holy shit, that was fuckin' wild. I swear, another second or two longer we woulda been blown right down the canyon!