Gᴇᴛ Yᴏᴜʀ Rɪᴅᴇ Oɴ [closed]

[g i n g e r.]

A S H T Y N :: W O O D E S

Where? race Who? nobody Mood? excited and cheerful Crush? nobody Outfit? clothes and hair

This was the day Ashtyn had been waiting for for so long! Although she didn't know anybody who raced, she just loved watching it. If only they let the girls race.... Ashtyn thought she was pretty good. As if to bring her thought to life, she slipped from the rest of the crowd, and now wandered around behind the scenes. Trailers came into view, and Ashtyn sneakily walked about. She knew fans most likely weren't allowed back there, but honestly, who cared? She wasn't one to follow rules anyhow. The sound of engines revving up, and people talking excitedly sent a shiver down her spine. It made her even more excited. Frankly, she could have the choice to be one of those girls who wandered out to send the bikers on their way, but she would rather not where that skimpy ind of clothes, forget run over. Doesn't sound to fun! So, instead, she jsut came to loads of races, and travelled about. She practiced every time she can. Honeslty she may not look like the riding type, but you wish! She was quite... skilled... so to say. There are a lot of sides to her.

Ashtyn wandered about, humming quietly to herself. Her vibrant electric blue eyes were big with wonder, and she watched people practice while she realized that she was getting closer and closer to the trailers. BUt her eyes were focused on the riders, and she thought. Sometimes her thoughts slipped to words. "Cut him off! No! Don't.... oh, oh! Yes! C'mon.... to the right, right... That is rubbish!" and se actually knew what she was talking about as well. Her Irish accent a mask over her words.



{HORRIBLE WB! Sorry!}

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Alexandra walked over to Damion helping him with some of his things. He finished working on his bike after a long while of work and needed to gather his gear. He was notorious to loose his stuff right before the race. "make yourself useful besides looking pretty and grab me my gloves from the trailer?" he said and laughed. "hey i don't want to like like this, i need the money and they don't allow girls on the track" Alex retorted and ran up into the trailer. Damion rummaged through his stuff to find his gear when he heard the slight voice of someone nearing and nearing his tent. He stood up and eased around the corner to see who he or she was. He saw a girl about his age wondering into the racer's area. she looked as if she didn't even know where she was going but something drove her. "Hey," he said laughing and looking at her beginning to walk in her direction. As he neared closer he could distinguish her Irish accent and smiled down at his shoes. "you know..you are in the middle of the racers tent?" he said playfully and laughing at the same time trying to snap her out of her locked gaze on the track.

(huger writers block....)

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A S H T Y N :: W O O D E S

Where? race Who? nobody Mood? excited and cheerful Crush? nobody Outfit? clothes and hair

[i]A voice snapped Ashtyn out of her deep concentration lock on the track, and she reluctantly tore her eyes away from the competitive riders. She whirled around and noticed some guy. A racer by the looks of it. Then, she seemed to realize where she was, and shook it off. Whatever, more of an inside look, right? "You know... you are in the middle of the racers tents?" he said. Ashtyn looked aorund again before replying to that. "Hm, well I see that now." she said with a nod with a friendly smile. Her blue eyes couldn't help but shift around curiously. And they always ended up back on the practicing riders. Why couldn't girls race? It would be a lot more fun. Who knows? Maybe some girls would win. That caused a sly smile to cross her face, and an idea to form in her mind. Then she turned back to the guy. "My bad, mate. You have no idea how boring the seats get." she said with a light, musical laugh, her accent altering some ways her pronunciation was. Like the 'th' sound, and adding a lyrical tune to it.


{Stilll WB}

[Toma.]

Lucy Drowd

Talking to: No one
At: Pits
Mood: Rushed
Thoughts: Jordan, here I come.

Lucy heard another bike following her and sped up slightly. Can't a guy just leave a girl alone? She thought to herself, pulling a quick turn. She could see Jordan's trailer from this point, but decided to circle around several times, to be sure they didn't know where she was. Not seeing anyone behind her anymore, she slowed down, pulling the dirt bike right up into the silvery black trailer. Almost in a run, she hurried over to the button, pressing it down. The door began to shut on the back of the trailer, hiding the bike completely. Change. She told herself next, pulling off her boots and running down the narrow hallway of bike parts, heading into the dressing room. She quickly changed into a pair of mid thigh blue jean shorts and a nice black tank top. Taking in a deep breath, she hid all of her racing clothes in the dressing room before heading back into the back of the trailer. Pulling on her hair, she removed the pony tail,leaving her long hair down. Seconds after, she heard Jordan's voice. "What are you doing there Lucy?" She head him say. Turning around to face him, she shrugged. "I don't know, I just moved the bike inside so people would stop studying it... That's all." She told him, facing him now. She watched him chuckle softly. "Oh, really? What happened to your forehead?" He questioned her. "I, uh, triped and fell earlier outside. That's why I changed too. I was all dusty. Can I go now Mr.Police man?" She asked. When he nodded yes, she opened a door, jogging swiftly down the steps. Almost instantly, she glanced around, looking for the two guys that had noticed her.

(Added more. Will be editing on Jordan's post! )

Jordan Drowd

Talking to: No one
At: Trailer
Mood: Annoyed
Thoughts: Why?

Jordan woke up suddenly at the sound of the back of the trailer closing. Standing up, he walked to the back of the trailer. "What are you doing there Lucy?" He asked her, watching her jump and turn around. "I don't know, I just moved the bike inside so people would stop studying it... That's all." She had replied with. Odd. He thought to himself before studying her over. "Oh, really? What happened to your forehead?" He asked her, curious to know her answer. "I, uh, triped and fell earlier outside. That's why I changed too. I was all dusty. Can I go now Mr.Police man?" She asked him promptly after explaining. Jordan nodded slightly. "Yeah." He muttered, watching her go. Turning around, he walked to the front of the trailer. He knew something was up, just not sure of what that something was at the moment.

[Cruze.]

[quote="roczen"]

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| ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ:talking | ᴡɪᴛʜ:jordan | ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ:no.one | ᴍᴏᴏᴅ:mischievous |

Will watched her, he could tell she knew she was busted and he laughed a little as she sped up, but he kept up next to her until she went out off the track. Tilting his head he went back to Elle. "C'mon, get on. I'll take you back so you can change into something... less brown..." he said with a smile and a soft laugh. "Just hold my helmet." he said and took it off as she got on in front of him and he handed her his helmet. He put his arms around to the handle bars and then rode back to the pits where he let her go to his trailer and change. He put his bike up on the stand and then went to see if he could find the girl that had raced off of the track. He figured it would be to hard to find, she might be a little nervous, and she was riding Jordan bike, so he just had to go to his trailer. When he got there he saw Jordan talking to a girl. "Hey, how was racing the track a few minutes ago? You looked like you were flying, especially when you roosted Anderson and Me." will said as he looked at him, Will had a warm smile on his face as he then looked at his gear that was a little dirty from it all.

[[ Sorry for the short post. I'm going out trail riding in a few minutes, so I won't be on much today. ]]

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Damion looked at her and laughed "It's alright i guess you could hang out back here" he said "you race?" he asked and smiled at her. He felt Alexandra shake him from behind, "What the ..." he twisted around and saw her standing there with the gloves in her hands "thanks", Damion gave her a cheeky smile and sprayed her with his water bottle. "You little ...ugh" she pulled away from him noticing the girl that he was talking to. She shook her head at him, he was always a charmer. He was probably working it already. she smiled and hit his shoulder walking to a chair and sitting down. Damion looked back at her "...sorry" he laughed.

(not much else he can do so it's short)

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A S H T Y N :: W O O D E S

Where? race Who? Damion Mood? excited and cheerful Crush? nobody Outfit? clothes and hair

Ashtyn had been about to answer his question, when another girl handed him a pair of gloves.. The girls gaze seemed to flicker from the boy, to her, back to him. And the blond simply gave her a friendly smile. "Hello!" she managed to say before she walked away. Alrighty then... But, she couldn't help but laugh when he apologized. She simply shrugged and gave that little gesture with her hand that was meant to say 'don't worry about it'. "It's cool. And yeah, I do." she replied with a grin. SHe left out the part about hating how the guys could race but girls were left to be the little showgirls. So, instead she noded towards his gloves he held. "I reckon you do too." she chuckled. Obviously.

[Toma.]

Lucy Drowd

Talking to: Jordan/Will
At: Pits/Jordan's trailer
Mood: Annoyed.
Thoughts: I'm. Going. To. Kill. This. Guy.

Lucy heard a bike pull up and saw it was one of the guys she had roosted before. Sh*t. Please, please don't say anything if you know it's me. She thought to herself uselessly before hearing what the guy had said. And, I'm done. She told herself, knowing that he knew it was her. She glanced over at him before looking back to Jordan. "Hey, I'm going to go grab a drink. I'll be back later." She told him, trying to escape the situation. She glanced back at the guy before starting to walk away, hoping not to hear any words from the two, telling her to come back. Her dirty blonde hair flowed back slightly as she walked, showing several of the hints of blue that we're normally hidden.

Jordan Drowd

Talking to: Lucy/Will
At: Trailer
Mood: Confused
Thoughts: What?

Jordan walked outside after Lucy, hearing someone. "Hey, how was racing the track a few minutes ago? You looked like you were flying, especially when you roosted Anderson and Me." He heard him say to him. Taking a second to try and sort it out, he became slightly confused. "What are you talking about?" He asked him, curious to know what he was talking about. "Hey, I'm going to go grab a drink. I'll be back later." He heard Lucy tell him and nodded slightly, letting her know he heard her. As she started to walk away, he watched her before moving his eyes back to Will, trying to figure out what he was talking about.

(Jordan gave me issues. >.> Sorry about them!)

[Cruze.]

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| ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ:talking | ᴡɪᴛʜ:jordan.and.elle | ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ:no.one | ᴍᴏᴏᴅ:mischievous |

Will saw her quickly go off and he knew it was her by the way she went to find a way out of the pits. "You don't remember that? Weird, I swear it was your Honda out on the track that I rode beside." he said and then scratched the back of his head "Anyways, you excited to ride tomorrow? First race of the season, should be fun." he said with a warm smile. He scratched his head to try and adjust his dirty blonde hair. "Meh, I hate changing." he heard form behind him and then turned to see Elle changed into a green and back outfit for the day. He nodded slowly, "I would hate changing when I have to wear something that tight.... It's just so uncomfortable..." he said and then looked form her back to Jordan as he waited for a reply to his question.
Will yawned a little and then started to look around at the pits. He saw all the pro racers will all the sponsors in their nice tents and trailers. Dungey, Reed, Villopoto; all the guys he wanted to catch up to, but it always seemed hopeless. He had hoped he had practiced enough to catch up to them, you can only get so good before you start to get bad. One of his favorite stickers that he put on his bike said 'The older I get, the better I was.' It made him smile every time he saw it.

[Toma.]

Lucy Drowd

Talking to: No one
At: Pits, walking.
Mood: Slightly annoyed, yet okay.
Thoughts: Can't forget to grab some medicine for my bloody head.

Lucy continued walking, relief flowing through her as she was far enough away from her brother and the other racer. Will he tell Jordan? She asked herself, guessing the answer was yes. She let out a brief sigh, wondering what all her brother would do and say if he found out. Stop thinking about it. She commanded herself after a bit. Seeing a small store, she entered it, buying a small pack of Advil with a box of bandaids. As she left the store, she popped two of the pills into her mouth, swallowing them quickly. Shuffling her brown and tannish colored boots across the dirt laid down, she looked down, watching it kick up some dirt.

Jordan Drowd

Talking to: Will/Elle
At: Trailer
Mood: Curious
Thoughts: Tiny clothes. How the heck do girls fit into them?

Jordan shook his head, still a little confused. "You sure it was my bike?" He asked, thinking it may have been another. "And yeah, who wouldn't be? I can wait awhile for the start though." He told him, giving a soft chuckle, remembering the last race he had run. He had gassed it milliseconds off, getting himself stuck to be thrown dirt at. Seeing Elle complain, he laughed slightly. "How do you girls even wear stuff that small? It's literally skin tight." He commented, looking back to Will.