Post by Rhaps on Jun 8, 2008 13:09:16 GMT -4
Rhaps smirks in David's face. He turns his back on him briefly, swinging a leg over his motorbike while David stands expectantly, annoyance flashing across his facial features as Rhaps continues to ignore him, humming to himself innocently. David begins tapping his foot impatiently as Rhaps holds up the helmet, preparing to put it on his head. David's anger boils over and he lashes out, knocking the helmet across the tarmac, the noise of plastic slapping on the tarmac underneath before coming to rest a couple of metres away. Rhaps laughs openly while David points at him, the pitch of his voice rising.
David: I don't see what's funny about any of this. I promised Asari I'd drag you back one way or another and if I'm going to have to kick your ass then so be it.
Rhaps' face changes instantly at the realistion that the rookie is serious. He stands up, stepping off of his bike, advancing on David one step at a time. Rhaps responds in a low quiet voice.
Rhaps: You say you're going to beat me down and drag me back to GHW? Well I say one thing to you, you can try. I've got no pressing engagements so take your shot right now. And then you see what happens when you go one on one with the Rhapsitastic One? I'm not sure if you were watching my match against Vladimir Strife so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you're a empty headed rookie who doesn't know any better. So whether I have to kick your arse up and down this gas station or you heed my warning, consider it a free lesson, courtesy of the High Flying, Death Defying, Rhapsifying SIC Maniac. Anything else?
Rhaps pauses for a moment, allowing some time to pass while David turns sheepishly to one side. Rhaps' face breaks out into a sudden and unexpected grin, throwing a warm smile in David's direction. He turns his back and walks over to his fallen helmet, throwing it at David. He clumsily catches it and fumbles it in his grip but he manages to prevent it from hitting the ground a second time. Rhaps offers a salute before climbing back over his motorbike, firing the engine into life, revving it a couple of times.
Rhaps: Now, if that's it, I've got to get these bad boys to the nearest fridge.
David steps forwards gingerly as Rhaps revs the engine once more, kicking out the bike support.
TBC
David: I don't see what's funny about any of this. I promised Asari I'd drag you back one way or another and if I'm going to have to kick your ass then so be it.
Rhaps' face changes instantly at the realistion that the rookie is serious. He stands up, stepping off of his bike, advancing on David one step at a time. Rhaps responds in a low quiet voice.
Rhaps: You say you're going to beat me down and drag me back to GHW? Well I say one thing to you, you can try. I've got no pressing engagements so take your shot right now. And then you see what happens when you go one on one with the Rhapsitastic One? I'm not sure if you were watching my match against Vladimir Strife so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you're a empty headed rookie who doesn't know any better. So whether I have to kick your arse up and down this gas station or you heed my warning, consider it a free lesson, courtesy of the High Flying, Death Defying, Rhapsifying SIC Maniac. Anything else?
Rhaps pauses for a moment, allowing some time to pass while David turns sheepishly to one side. Rhaps' face breaks out into a sudden and unexpected grin, throwing a warm smile in David's direction. He turns his back and walks over to his fallen helmet, throwing it at David. He clumsily catches it and fumbles it in his grip but he manages to prevent it from hitting the ground a second time. Rhaps offers a salute before climbing back over his motorbike, firing the engine into life, revving it a couple of times.
Rhaps: Now, if that's it, I've got to get these bad boys to the nearest fridge.
David steps forwards gingerly as Rhaps revs the engine once more, kicking out the bike support.
TBC
