Mikaela Banes (gotinthecar) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-07-23 10:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, mikaela banes, q (star trek) |
WHO: Mikaela Banes & OPEN
WHAT: Going for a ride with near disastrous results.
WHEN: Mid-morning (around 10AM)
WHERE: Not too far from the Housing Complex
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
A mild annoyance at the constant changing situation around her caused Mikaela to rise earlier than was typical on a day off. While this Starscream was a much easier one to get along with, the fact that he could revert to his old self (or, worse yet, another version entirely) without warning meant that she was on edge far more than usual. Granted she had a feeling Skyfire wouldn't let Starscream hurt her. But what if Skyfire couldn't stop him? Or what if he attacked Skyfire first? There were too many what-ifs to her liking so she'd decided rather than sit around and stare blankly at the morning paper while wallowing in the all, she'd instead go for a ride to settle her nerves and clear her mind.
A quick bite of breakfast and she was out the door. A few minutes later she was on her motorcycle with the wind blowing across her face and the vibrations coursing through every bone in her body. Colligo, she had to admit, wasn't the greatest place she'd ever visited but it did have some pretty kick ass roads that were straight and fairly unpopulated. Likely meant to be service roads and off limits, only sans the signs marking them as such, they offered her a chance to put the throttle wide open on her bike and simply exist in the moment.
Unfortunately the closer to the shopping areas that she got, the slower she had to go, so Mikaela tried to stick to the unpopulated roads near the Housing Complex. It was while heading down one of those - a road she'd traveled a dozen or more times before in much the same fashion in fact - that she saw her life flash before her eyes due to one singular event that began a domino effect and very nearly ended in disaster.
Someone stepped out in front of her.
The tires locked as Mikaela slammed the brakes and rose up on her seat to keep from losing her balance. Her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, and her knuckles turned white as she twisted halfway around so she was now in a full-on skid. She didn't want to lay the bike into the asphalt and possibly lose her leg as a result, but she didn't want to hit someone either. So she did her best to compromise and leaned as far to the side as she could manage without toppling right over. It put her very nearly parrallel to the ground and caused a loud screech of tires. There was a stench of burning rubber in the air as the bike at long last came to a stop... less than a foot from the pedestrian.
"I know you have the right of way since you're on foot, but didn't your mother ever teach you to look both ways before crossing the street?!?" she exclaimed, voice slightly muffled right up until she pulled off her helmet and got a good look at the other person. "You're not hurt, are you?" That one came almost as an afterthought. And truth be told, she was simply too afraid of what she'd find to be bothered to look at her bike at the moment.
She had just finished detailing it, too. Damn it.