Thread: Hitting the Streets (Att: JTM and STs only)

JTM watches the cell dance on his coffee table again.

“Who is this now? Oh my fucking god!!!! She wants to go now!!! Fuck!!!! Quick Barbie stall her!!!”

He gets up from the couch immediately dashing into his closet looking for things.

“Goddamit!!! I can’t find anything in here. Who the fuck made this mess in here!!! Shit!!! That damn cleaning crew was supposed to clean in here too. Nope that’s not it!!! Fuck!! She here yet Barbie? Cool keep your eyes ands ears (knock knock knock) Crap!!! Coming!!! Just hold your Cahills!!!”

He makes a mad dash from the closet knocking some things out on the floor as he exits almost tripping. He goes past Barbie composing himself the best he can. He unlocks the deadbolts and opens the door.

“Sup Mackenzie. Good to see ya again. Here let me get that for you. “

He takes the beer from her.

“Come on in. Pull up a seat. You know the drill.”

Mackenzie smiles at JTM and hands off the beer. She walks in behind him and looks around. "Wow...looking good, JTM." She nods to the Barbie family. "I hope that my timing wasn't bad. I'm a bit eager to get started."

She sits down on the couch and smiles at him, waiting for his response.

He puts the beer in the fridge. He comes back with a beer standing near the closet mess.

“Nah timing wasn't bad at all."

He just realizes she hasn't been here in a while.

"That’s right you haven’t been here since I put in the new security alarm (points it out to distract her while he fumble kicking some of the mess back in the closet while talking) or the new garage door opener. Picked up a NEW washer/dryer combo pack and dishwasher dirt cheap. So this place is all fixed up and locked down tight..especially with the way shit's been getting stolen lately. (chuckles) So you like my new digs?”

He leans up on the closet door closing it. He moves to the coffee table sitting down facing her.

“Oh yeah, before I forget some thing else to tell ya. I need to put it on the books that I owe Emma Fitzpatrick a MAJOR boon. Let’s just leave it at that and not go into details. I don’t need NO more goddamn headaches. (pauses a bit) Fuck!!! My bad. Where are my manners? How ya been, Harpy Mackenzie? I hope you are REALLY ready for this to. It's gonna be one hell of a wild ride.”

Mackenzie takes note of the new digs and nods. "Very nice." She smiles and nods. "I'll record it. I don't need to know anymore."

Her face turns serious. "I'm not bad, JTM, but I am ready. Been on a few wild rides, but each one's different. You never can really prepare for it...just go for it." She smiles slightly.

“Cool. Now before you start checking out things out there, I need to know if you’re packing. You know what I’m saying.”

He shows his bat underneath his trench coat to her.

“Sometimes you gotta defend yourself. I told you I had your back and wouldn’t let anything happen to ya where we’re going, but just in case we get outnumbered and I have to deal with that. . I’d like to know you got yourself covered too. If you need something for this, I think I got a couple things in the closet. I’d have to check.”

He takes a sip thinking.

“Let me do all the talking. Make the intros. Yadda yadda. Follow my lead, you should do just fine. I don’t want to get people pissed off at me ya know. Got any questions or are you ready to roll?”

Mackenzie smiles at him. "JTM, I recently completed a goal of mine. I'm a black belt now." She turns her hands out palms up. "I don't need anything besides these." She drops her hands to her lap and nods. "Watch and listen....I'm not too shabby at that." She winks at him. "Ready when you are."

“Cool. A black belt? Should I call you Mackenzie-san then.” (chuckling) All right if you’re ready to roll. I just gotta lock this place up.”

He goes over to the alarm keypad punching in the code hearing the “alarm system is on.”

“I gotta get used to that. Now follow me.”

He goes to the garage grabbing his bike and turning it around to face the garage door. He sets it back down.

“After you.”

He waits for her to get on it before hopping on himself. He clicks the garage door to open.

“Now hold on tight. This might get bumpy where we’re going.”

He kicks the stand up starting the bike up driving out of his place, hitting the garage door remote to shut the door back down heading to their next destination, An opening of a doorway to Mackenzie to the shadowy seedy side of the streets in the Pit. Hopefully the connect and mesh well.

Mackenzie chuckles at his term "Mackenzie-san". She follows him out to the bike and gets on. She waits for him to get situated before getting a solid hold. She smiles slightly as she leans forward. "I've never been on a bike before, so another new experience."

She sits back up as they take off, her thoughts already flooding with what might happen tonight.

JTM rides down the streets pointing out some places for Mackenzie to go to and some NOT to go to mentioning the gangs and their turfs.

“You got the gangs around here fighting all the time. So sometimes you need to keep moving around fast. Quick mobile transportation helps in those hot spots, like my bike for example. You spot trouble, get the fuck out of there quick. Walking in some of those zones can get ya jumped in the shadows big time. Some people in this city found that out already. (chuckles). There went their street cred too.. You get your ass handed to you on the streets, your street cred and rep goes down big time. Right now, as far as I know you aint got none. You have to fucking earn it, before some of them even think of talking to you. You gotta get dirty some times…doing some things you might not agree with too. That’s the code they follow, period. ”

He wheels past some thrift stores and army surplus places.

“These are some places I get gear from in a pinch. They don’t always have what I want, but sometimes they point me in the right direction if the green I show is enough for them. Then you gotta deal with some seedy shady pricky assholes and (ahem) convince them to help you out. That can get fucking bloody and messy at times. Oh crap. Bike's almost empty. Gotta make a pit stop.”

He then slows the bike down in a somewhat safe spot stopping at a dark creepy gas station to fill up the bike. He kicks the stand down letting her get off first. He then gets off the bike looking at her.

“So was there anything specifically you wanted to see or go to, Mackenzie? Just name it, and i'll take you there. Any questions you got..I'll get to after I head in there and pay for this shit...cool? Gonna pick up some beer and snacks too. You want anything? Just guard my bike, will ya. Don’t let anything happen to it.”

After he gets her order, he will turn going inside the store with the barred windows walking in the door going to the beer section checking the selections out.