Thread: Addicted to Nature (Hat + Lucian)

Lucian Luna said Hat-tori said Billy looked at the clock. He was worried, running his fingers, strong and precise, through his short black hair. It was already four PM. The boy was due here at.... noon? He sighed. It was a rough area, a huge forest with a single rough road. Bah. The kid sounded very young to leave his home. 18? 20? Barely five or six years younger than himself. He stretched and dressed himself, a white, well-fitting tee, and blue jeans. yawned, looking over the news one last time with green eyes, picking up his kit for getting a car out of mud or the like and walking outside, inhaling the scent of pine and oak. Tossing the kit into the back of his truck, he climbed in and started it up, making his way through the forest road. It had just recently rained, resulting in long, sinister mudpits that loved to trap cars. He was retired, even at his age, the reward of nearly losing a hand in the military he wore an advanced prosthesis he covered with a glove, but he was lonely, and town was too far away to go to regularily. So he decided to rent out the upstairs guest bedroom, advertising the place as more of a getaway than anything, and got a call a few days later. He set an appointment, but was almost certain the kid would get stuck in some mud or similar. He just hoped the kid would wait in the car instead of getting out and trying to fix the problem himself. it was very easy to slip and fall, and then he'd be even more miserable. Click to expand... Car? Not him. Lucian rode a Harley and as soon as he saw the state the road was in he got off his bike and started walking, pushing the bike along side of the road. Probably why he was so late. that and he was actually enjoying the woods. he loved being in wooded areas, they actually helped him relax. So he was taking his time getting to the new place, unaware of how late he really was. he had his pack in a compartment on the side of his Harley so he didn't have to carry it. He was wearing black jeans and a maroon colored silk shirt with black boots. When he left the house he looked nice but now the boots and the bottom of the jeans were caked in mud. He also had a small pendant of a black onyx dragon with ruby eyes around his neck. he continued walking and started to wonder how much further he had to go before he got to the place. As for being to young to leave home, He didn't have much of a home life. he had been raised by his older brother and they had been getting into alot of fights lately so he decided it was time to move out, telling his brother he'd send for whatever he needed later and only taking his Harley and a duffel bag of clothes with him until he found out what he had and what he'd need. Click to expand... As soon as he saw the bike, Billy smiled, stopping the truck and getting out. He seemed to know the road well, walking long over puddles and mud without even looking. You have some excellent taste. he said, nodding at the bike. Used to ride one myself until I moved out here. I'm William Black. But you can call me Billy. he said, offering his normal hand to shake with. He was a tall, wide man. Muscular, but not built it was clear he had a hobby that involved heavy lifting. That all your luggage? he asked, looking at the duffel bag. He grinned wide in the back of his mind. Excellent. He'd found just the kind of guy he was looking for. Easy on the eyes, seemed to like the outdoors, damn, even had the same taste in motorcycles. You want a ride? I have a harness in the back of the truck for a bike.