Snippet #1644295

Kurogo thought about it for a moment, and in honesty he had nothing else to do tonight, he'd just finished a book, and didn't have any lined up, he had to cash his check, too so a trip to town made sense, besides, those creeps like hitting on all of the girls, he knew they could handle themselves, but still, having a six foot plus, heavy weight with a bad attitude show up, and glare at anyone who tried to even snicker at them, wouldn't hurt.
Hell, now that he thought about it, he hadn't even eaten today, this plan was perfect after all.
He watched as Vesper came back out, and spotted her car keys, and chuckled for the second time tonight.

Silly woman, he thought, when will she learn I hate being cooped up in those tiny lunchboxes she calls cars.

He hoped down, landing with a small thud and a twinge in his left ankle, he came damn close to twisting it something terrible.

"I'll follow you out, Vesper,"
he informed of this while taking the tarp off his bike and fishing around his pockets for the keys.
"truth be told, I forgot how to get there."

He hopped on his bike, which he was proud of.
It wasn't a cruiser, he couldn't stand how padded and posh they were, or a chopper, he hated those thin framed things, anorexic motorcycles he called them, his was a good, old fashioned, big ass hog, and as soon as those keys turned, and it got the slightest bit of throttle, the whole damn world knew it.

God he loved that sound.