The corner of Pollution's smile twitched upwards slightly into something more of a grin as he stepped forward, eyes flicking absently over both the motocycle and the man on it. It struck him at that that the last time he'd seen Famine in more than passing had also been the last time he'd been on his own bike. Not that it mattered, of course. It was simply an odd fact. It made him rather miss it, though.
One hand brushing his hair back, the other resting lightly on Famine's shoulder, Pollution swung his leg over the seat and settled into the riding position he'd gotten far more used to over the past few years.
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Date: 2005-08-09 03:43 pm (UTC)The corner of Pollution's smile twitched upwards slightly into something more of a grin as he stepped forward, eyes flicking absently over both the motocycle and the man on it. It struck him at that that the last time he'd seen Famine in more than passing had also been the last time he'd been on his own bike. Not that it mattered, of course. It was simply an odd fact. It made him rather miss it, though.
One hand brushing his hair back, the other resting lightly on Famine's shoulder, Pollution swung his leg over the seat and settled into the riding position he'd gotten far more used to over the past few years.