z. s. luther {javert} (sentinelstar) wrote in vecturalogs, @ 2010-10-14 23:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | javert, wicked witch of the west |
Who: Luther and Joanie
What: The End.
Where: NYC --> Vectura
When: Day 2 of Vectura
Warnings: Near-death experiences generally mean angst. Major, major, angst.
Notes: WE’VE GOT A RAD BROMANCE
Though Luther constantly complained about her motorcycle, Joanie often liked to rub in his face that motorcycles were much easier to park than giant SUVs. To her credit, this was actually a truth, not just something she invented to be a brat about. Joanie rarely had problems finding somewhere to stash her bike, even when it seemed like there was nowhere to park in the entire city. It was one of the things she liked the most about it. Well, that and the fact that a vehicle managed to terrify Luther.
“Come on,” she wheedled, straddling the bike as she stuffed the keys in the ignition. “You haven’t been on in forever, what’s the worry?” Revving up the engine, she scooted a few feet towards him, a big grin on her face. “Don’t you trust me? I’m a great driver!” The helmet on her head had a plastic face shield, leaving her expression visible to him with just a sheen of glare running along her nose. She let out a small laugh, the sound echoing inside the helmet.