Car Trouble (Brook)

[Ignis]

Ignis was taking a casual ride through the city. It had been a while before he had a moment's peace to himself. Ignis made it a point for himself to keep riding his brand new car. The last thing he wanted was for Prompto to discover her. If he did, the car was as good as wrecked. No way would Ignis want that happening. Of course, he had no idea that events might take place in which Prompto, for once, wouldn't be responsible for.

Pleasantly unaware of the trouble that might be coming his way, Ignis drove the car into one of the large bridges to cross over into the mainstream of the city. He had the intention of returning around this time to the palace. There, he would meet up with Noctis and the other two guardians.

Prompto always thought Ignis was a boring man. Honestly, he was to an extent but not entirely. In fact, if Prompto knew where Ignis had been today, he would've probably been surprised. For once, Ignis actually left to go to one of the local bars. He even went out to see a movie and other things. He wasn't as wild as Prompto but he did get out from time to time. Prompto could eat his heart out for all he cared. Ignis didn't want the blond ever finding out what he did in his personal time aside from driving. The blond annoyed him to no end and sometimes, Ignis found himself coming close to wanting to actually strangle the guy.

While he was mulling through his annoyances, Ignis did not take notice of the fact a portal was ripping open nearby. In fact, he didn't even know of portals just yet. So, he was in for a big surprise once his car would get hit by something oncoming. The funny thing is, he wouldn't even be any the wiser when it happened either.

(OOC: Sorry if this was short, will have a better response next time.)

[Logan Brooks]

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After obtaining a new yet simplified version of the Fenrir motorcycle, Brook decided he'd take it out for a spin. After all he didn't save up half a years worth of his 'wages' for nothing. Even though the Fenrir was a one-off motorcycle Brook managed to acquire the prototype and make some customisations of his own. Sure, it wouldn't be exactly the same as Clouds' but it defiantly would be his own. After all you can't be much of a hero if you have to walk it everywhere; Gotta have a little speed.....A little class. "Now, This is what I'm talking about" With the excitement clear in his voice he straddled the machine and yanked the throttle hard. With a very satisfying screech and the smell of burning rubber filling the air the white-haired teenager sped off in the direction of the free way.

Brushing the hair out of his eyes with his free hand he glanced up at the signs overhead. Midgar. Here we go.. The cool wind scratched at his face barely audible over his earphones but he enjoyed it nonetheless. The engine roared as he shifted up a gear and picked up speed. God knows what awaited him in the reconstructed Midgar. He hoped that he'd find the answers that he deserved; his true origins. If only he knew what awaited him...

Quite a bizarre noise filled the air resembling that of a localised thunder cloud. It was accompanied by a strange light that ripped at the fabric of space as it popped into existence. It was a doorway no, it was a more of a portal but where it lead was anyone's guess. Completely oblivious to the steadily increasing portal, Brook rode on; His speed fluctuating where appropriate, meeting the demands of the twists and turns of the free way. In a 'blink and you miss it' occurrence the portal was suddenly behind him, seemingly chasing him. The Fuck? he thought to himself as he randomly noticed the large 'window' in his side mirror engulfing anything that it touched. Eager to not be swallowed into limbo he picked up speed, pushing his new bike to it's limits. As he sped down the high way the wind ripped at his face, seemingly angry at him for desperately breaking through it. The sound of his bike roared into the air, louder than anything his earphones could spit out. Today just isn't my day... Unfortunately the portal was closing in on him and as he was at top speed and running out of road. In a last ditch attempt to escape he mounted a sign post using it as a makeshift ramp and shot off into the air. With a flash of light reminiscent of what could only be described as the display from a flash bang with the sensation of being electrocuted, Brook disappeared.

After what felt like an eternity but in reality was only a matter of a few seconds Brook phased back into existence. With the bike appearing first he shot out of the portal with the same amount of speed as he entered. Quickly pulling on his brake the bike unsuccessfully attempted to slow down, the tires ripped at the road and smoke was beginning to fill the air. It was no good. He was going to crash, it was inevitable. You're a fine bike. Brook thought to himself as he jumped of the bike at the last minute. He hit the floor with a bit of thud; making a tear jerking crunch that he'd probably feel in the morning. Admittedly, In quite a sizeable explosion the 'Fenrir v1' collided with a black supercar. Not bad. Standing up and brushing his hands off he looked himself over for any injuries. Pretty much unscathed he walked off from the wreckage well until he felt the wrath of the injured party, After all is was a nice-expensive looking car.

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MUSE: Decent
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NOTES: Sorry it took so long. I hadn't quite finished it then I forgot about it D: I thought it would be funnier if Brook like completely annihilated the car rather than just bump it or something xD

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