http://bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-09-18 05:19 pm

The garage - Tuesday evening

Molly had told Karal that she was going to try to be more social while he was gone, but she also remembered something else she hadn't done in a while: ride her swoopbike. She'd checked on it when she came back, just to make sure that John had taken care of it properly, but she hadn't actually ridden it since the first part of the summer. The weather was so nice out today, she decided that she could go for a quick ride and then go be social.

Molly entered the garage and tossed her riding jacket onto one of the benches before hunkering down next to her bike to give it a thorough going over before heading out.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassandra was still exploring fandom and not just because her player is uncreative. Today she found herself in the garage, looking around curiously at the various vehicles.

Oddly she found herself missing having trains or buses to jump on and ride. The wind in her face had always been exhilirating. Or, better yet, her bike. Somehow she didn't think that the League had taken very good care of it when they picked her up. And without Wayne money, there was no way she could replace it either.

Still, she could look at the stuff here, and remember.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um... hi?" Cassandra took a moment to make sure she wasn't interrupting before offering a short wave, "I'm Cassandra. Just... looking around."

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Swoopbike?" Cassandra leaned forward curiously, trying to get a look without intruding.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassandra blinked, "How'd you get it, then?" Having received no protest, she stepped closer for a better look.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Cassandra says in a voice that suggests that she does not, in fact, have any idea who Anakin is. "It looks pretty nice."

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ooooh?" Cassandra drew the word out in a failure to suppress her excitement. "That does sound fun."

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-18 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassandra's grin blossomed into a genuine smile. "Yeah. I haven't been on a bike in... too long."

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I had a bike... before I came here." Before a lot of other things too, but that's not important.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Cassandra actually took a moment to examine a couple of helmets for a good fit, and to make sure they'd actually offer some protection before turning to Molly with a grin. "Let's do it then," she said as she pulled the helmet on.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
With a quick nod Cassandra moved over to the door, taking a moment to figure out how it worked. Then she opened it and stood aside so that Molly could get the swoopbike out, eying it curiously as she idly checked to make sure her sleeves were still pulled down.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
After ensuring that the door was closed, Cassandra turned and mounted the bike. She took a moment to settle into her seat properly and then tapped Molly's helmet lightly with her hand, "Ready when you are!"

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Cassandra didn't really have much of a reaction at first, not at the low speed they were moving at. Bur as Molly began accelerating, there was a growing smile on the face of her passenger. "Is there anywhere you can really open it up?" she yelled.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," Cassandra yelled. "I want to feel the wind!"

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
It would be hard to hear over the rushing roar of the wind, but Molly might be able to pick up Cassandra's wild and delighted laughter as the bike leaps forward at an incredible rate.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-19 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Cassandra's hand slipped up to pull the visor up on her helmet. The wind rushed into her face and she closed her eyes. For one interminable moment she let herself remember what it was like to fly across the rooftops.

But those days were gone. Now she was here. She could have some new good days.