Fandom Parking Lot, Wednesday Afternoon

[rebelseekspizza]

With all the time spent in Limbo City and then hopping around, Dante hadn't really had the chance to give his bike some love lately. (And, okay, maybe remembering how he'd gotten the flashy red expensive-as-hell motorcycle to begin with was not really high on his priority list, either.)

It looked... kind of dusty. But at least that was something he could easily fix. And so Dante channeled no small amount of energy into wiping the thing down, almost reverently, as he contemplated the pros and cons of seeing if he could do a few wheelies around the bigger parking lot just across the way.

He probably would. He needed to stock up on drinks before they left here, because he was seriously out of cash.

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[soniaroadsqueen]

While most of the time Ringo liked riding in town since the narrow streets kept things interesting, sometimes she changed it up and found a more open space (these things were all relative). Like a parking lot.

When she spotted Dante, she hesitated for a moment. But he was messing with that motorcycle, so it wasn't like she could actually stop from going over to needled him about how lame it was compared to AirTrek say hi.

The high-pitched whine of ATs probably gave away her approach.

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Don't get fucking grit on my bike, Ringo!" Dante yelled.

He didn't need to look up to know who it was.

[soniaroadsqueen]

She rolled her eyes, but did wait until she was past him and the bike before twisting her hips and sliding to a stop (kicking up the grit Dante had been worried about).

She quirked an eyebrow at him. "Only cause you asked so nicely."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante rolled his eyes, patting his bike as he got up. "You know me," he said. "Polite."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Yeah. That's just how I was describing you to someone the other day."

Uh huh. Yep.

She glanced over the bike curiously. "Been a while since you took it out, huh?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"There's been a lot of shit happening," Dante said, shrugging. "Not a whole lot of space to drive on our last few stops."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Well, that's true." Ringo shook her head. "I thought I'd gotten used to how weird the island was, but I'm get weirded out all over again."

She glanced at Dante. "Bet you're taking it all in stride." Like he did with most things.

[rebelseekspizza]

"They got free booze at the bar," Dante said, shrugging. "Nothing to complain about, right?"

He always rolled with it. He didn't come from a place where you didn't roll with things and still made it out alive.

[soniaroadsqueen]

"So what are you doing out here?" Ringo asked with a teasing smirk.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Seeing how much fun I can have on a parking lot the size of Baltimore," Dante said. "What are you doing out here?"

[soniaroadsqueen]

Other than bothering Dante? "Change of scenery. Spent almost all of yesterday riding around town."

She shrugged.

[rebelseekspizza]

"I keep telling you this," Dante said, sliding one leg over his bike so he was sitting on it. "You gotta find more hobbies than inline skating."

[soniaroadsqueen]

"What? Like you? With all the million different things you do?"

Eyeroll, Dante. Eyeroll.

[rebelseekspizza]

"I've got at least four hobbies," Dante said, smirking at her.

He turned the key. The engine kicked on.

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo looked off into the distance as if thinking about that. "Sex. Alcohol. I guess you can count the motorcycle." What was she missing, Dante?

[rebelseekspizza]

"Beating up bad shit," Dante called over the sound of the engines. "Or dancing. Take your pick!"

[soniaroadsqueen]

"I don't think I've ever seen you beat anything up," Ringo pointed out with an arched eyebrow. Not because she doubted he could. Just hadn't seen it.

"Saw you dance that one time." So maybe that would work.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Last time I was a little too busy dodging you trying to take a place apart," Dante said. "Never got around to it."

He pulled out of the lot onto the causeway. Slowly.

[soniaroadsqueen]

Oh. Yeah. Ringo looked a bit embarrassed. "Sorry about that," she mumbled. Maybe loud enough to be heard over the sound of the engine.

And since Dante wasn't gunning it, he must not mind the company, so Ringo leaned into a bit of acceleration and kept up with him on her ATs.

[rebelseekspizza]

There was also the simple fact that the parking lot was not actually big enough that he could avoid Ringo forever without just going into the restaurant, so...

Whatever.

"Water under the bridge," he said, as his tires hit the causeway itself - because of course he had to pun about it. "Not much to fight here, anyway."

[soniaroadsqueen]

That pun would probably have worked better if Ringo was familiar with the English idiom. Instead she glanced over the side of the causeway.

"I suppose that's true," she allowed absently. "No reason to go pick a fight in the bar or anything, right?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Not if I wanna keep getting free booze in there," Dante said, eyeing the restaurant thoughtfully. And then the rest of the lot. "Think we can jump some of those bigger ships?"

He was pretty sure he could.

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo pursed her lips, then grinned. "Only one way to find out."

Sometimes Dante had really great ideas.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Better bring your A-game this time," Dante called. He was already speeding up, picking a mid-sized ship that had a bunch of boxes stacked outside. Maybe he could use 'em for a ramp?

[soniaroadsqueen]

"This isn't just a straight-away race, so I've got you beat." Ringo leaned hard forward, not letting him pull ahead. She was going to let him pick the first jump and follow, see where things went from there.