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Valentina's dead stare turned into a squint as soon as she figured out what Zoe's surprise was. A ramp?! How was she going to be able to take such a ramp? The motorcycle was 443 lbs, and Valentina was less than a third of that. It was going to be tough for her to keep it together, especially on impact. She wasn't even sure if this motorcycle could take the impact. In either case, however, she wasn't going to back down from a challenge. There was no way she was going to back down from Zoe Mercier. Not while there was a challenge like that. Hopefully her motorcycle would make it through, she wasn't entirely interested in having to repair it again, nor was she particularly interested in flying off a ramp with the bike, as a matter of fact.
As she tore down the road, she was still debating on whether or not she was going to take the ramp. On one hand, it would've been sick. But on the other, given how much ground she had on Zoe and how much faster she was, she was wondering if she could beat Zoe there without flying in the air. Valentina didn't have a BASE rig on, so there was no way that she was going to be able to get away from the bike without breaking a bone or a few dozen. Valentina had no idea that this was even happening. All she knew was that she was going to be going for a ride like always.
"Tell you what... we'll see who gets there first, eh? You can go fly and I'll go ride!" Valentina figured it was probably better this way, considering that if Zoe was successful, that bike was going to be toast and Zoe was gonna need a way back home. Valentina had enough confidence in her skill to believe that she could beat a flying bike. Could she actually do it? Nobody knew, but the confidence was good.
Ellie sighed again, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear, tucking it away so that it wouldn't get in the way. The Scot couldn't help but to giggle a little bit at Seb's white comment. Yeah, he had a point. "It looks cool. It's not like it matters now. Laundry is a thing, Seb." She laughed. Ellie gave him a light tap on the arm, doing it in jest. But he was right. Ellie was feeling tired out. Usually she had a lot more energy than this, but right now things were just slowing down and she wanted to take some time to herself and settle down.
"Yeah.. I'm a bit tired." She smiled, before deciding to sit back on the ground completely. Thudding against the soft dirt and foliage, she sighed again. "I think.. I don't know... I think I'd like to slow down a bit. I just... I'm just tired, Seb, y'know?" She asked, staring up at the sky.
"...what am I doing here?" Athena asked, turning around, "Bird-watching." She faced the big, muscular man who was staring at her menacingly. It was about as thinly veiled of a lie as any, and they both knew that it wasn't going to work. The man rolled his eyes and tried to grab at Athena, but she quickly caught a hand and positioned her other hand behind the big man's leg. Putting a leg onto his hip, and the other behind his other leg, she quickly pulled her leg and other arm in, tripping him and allowing her to get forward and right onto him. With the sheer speed and timing of the move she managed to get on top of him in no time whatsoever.
Before he could even struggle, Athena got into full mount, sitting on his hips and putting an arm under one his sprawled out arms, before putting her head underneath and sprawling out. Rotating out, she quickly applied leverage and torque onto him, cutting off the blood to his brain and knocking him out in no time. Once he stopped movie, she stood up, turning around to take a look at whether or not other people had caught on.
She thought she was in the clear momentarily before a bullet hit a tree not too far away from her. "Shit!" She muttered, reaching into her pants and pulling out her pistol. She was definitely compromised now, and if she didn't act fast, she was going to lose the trio. However, it was a dilemma considering these trees were the only cover she had and if she stepped out, she was going to be fucked. She needed to think. Fast. But, what could she do? Keeping her pistol close to her body, she took a brief moment to decide on her course of action. Three Glocks shooting at her in a position like this wasn't entirely ideal, after all.
As she tore down the road, she was still debating on whether or not she was going to take the ramp. On one hand, it would've been sick. But on the other, given how much ground she had on Zoe and how much faster she was, she was wondering if she could beat Zoe there without flying in the air. Valentina didn't have a BASE rig on, so there was no way that she was going to be able to get away from the bike without breaking a bone or a few dozen. Valentina had no idea that this was even happening. All she knew was that she was going to be going for a ride like always.
"Tell you what... we'll see who gets there first, eh? You can go fly and I'll go ride!" Valentina figured it was probably better this way, considering that if Zoe was successful, that bike was going to be toast and Zoe was gonna need a way back home. Valentina had enough confidence in her skill to believe that she could beat a flying bike. Could she actually do it? Nobody knew, but the confidence was good.
Ellie sighed again, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear, tucking it away so that it wouldn't get in the way. The Scot couldn't help but to giggle a little bit at Seb's white comment. Yeah, he had a point. "It looks cool. It's not like it matters now. Laundry is a thing, Seb." She laughed. Ellie gave him a light tap on the arm, doing it in jest. But he was right. Ellie was feeling tired out. Usually she had a lot more energy than this, but right now things were just slowing down and she wanted to take some time to herself and settle down.
"Yeah.. I'm a bit tired." She smiled, before deciding to sit back on the ground completely. Thudding against the soft dirt and foliage, she sighed again. "I think.. I don't know... I think I'd like to slow down a bit. I just... I'm just tired, Seb, y'know?" She asked, staring up at the sky.
"...what am I doing here?" Athena asked, turning around, "Bird-watching." She faced the big, muscular man who was staring at her menacingly. It was about as thinly veiled of a lie as any, and they both knew that it wasn't going to work. The man rolled his eyes and tried to grab at Athena, but she quickly caught a hand and positioned her other hand behind the big man's leg. Putting a leg onto his hip, and the other behind his other leg, she quickly pulled her leg and other arm in, tripping him and allowing her to get forward and right onto him. With the sheer speed and timing of the move she managed to get on top of him in no time whatsoever.
Before he could even struggle, Athena got into full mount, sitting on his hips and putting an arm under one his sprawled out arms, before putting her head underneath and sprawling out. Rotating out, she quickly applied leverage and torque onto him, cutting off the blood to his brain and knocking him out in no time. Once he stopped movie, she stood up, turning around to take a look at whether or not other people had caught on.
She thought she was in the clear momentarily before a bullet hit a tree not too far away from her. "Shit!" She muttered, reaching into her pants and pulling out her pistol. She was definitely compromised now, and if she didn't act fast, she was going to lose the trio. However, it was a dilemma considering these trees were the only cover she had and if she stepped out, she was going to be fucked. She needed to think. Fast. But, what could she do? Keeping her pistol close to her body, she took a brief moment to decide on her course of action. Three Glocks shooting at her in a position like this wasn't entirely ideal, after all.
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Valentina Rosa Días Calderón was perched on top of her Honda CBR1000RR. That was 189 horsepower and 433 lbs in between her legs barreling down the highway at over 150 miles an hour and weaving in and out of traffic. Luckily, lane splitting was legal in California and she was more than allowed to just ride on the white lines. It was perfect for the avid motorcycler, who may or may not have spent her time on a bike waaaaaaaaaay above the speed limit and beyond what was considered even remotely safe. Life wasn't worth living without being on the edge of life and death at all times. After all, variety was the spice of life, and Valentina's brand of spice was putting herself into situations where she could very easily die. Whether it'd be with a giant hunk of metal in between her legs or catching a wave in the middle of a hurricane, Valentina was down for it.
Today was no exception. The highways of Los Angeles were strangely very clear for this time, which definitely allowed her to have a bit of fun somewhere where she could... open up more. Usually she'd take a ride on the Mulholland Drive and go as hard as she can, but she just couldn't pass up the opportunity to allow her motorcycle to breathe. Which was why she was here, barreling down a typically packed freeway. Her orange hair was hanging out of her helmet, flowing through the air as her Honda motorcycle tore it up. In the distance, she could see a set of taillights, and unlike the previous taillights she'd encountered, it'd taken her a little longer for her to catch up than usual. Maybe she wasn't the only one with the idea, which was always awesome.
Pulling down on the throttle, she put in 100%, eventually passing what turned out to be a BMW M3 rather handidly. She was sure the person in the car was trying their damndest, but they'd have to try harder than that to even have a chance at beating them. Up next was something that she hadn't really seen on American streets, let alone the streets of Los Angeles. The hockey puck taillights were iconic to anyone who knew worth a damn about cars. And based on the way she was catching up to it, it might damn well have been pretty much stock. Whatever was underneath that hood was simply nothing compared to her motorcycle. But, she needed to see who was behind the wheel of this car.
Rolling up besides the car, Valentina took a quick glance inside. Hm. Cool chick. Nice hair. Blue eyes. But soon, she was a speck of dust in the distance as her motorcycle pulled away. It sounded like it had some firepower but there was just no beating the power-to-weight ratio of a bike. At least, not right now. Continuing down the freeway, Valentina heard a rather familiar Swiss voice on the headset. Something about... continuing down the freeway for a surprise. "If you say so!" Valentina smiled, "Last one there is a loooooooooser!" She said, before doing the motorcycle equivalent of flooring it.
Hundreds of landings could never train you for how rough it was on the knees. Ellie wasn't exactly old but all those landings took a toll on her. Ellie swore she could feel her knees pop, but she had to do her best to get back up and make sure she still put on a show for all her viewers. Taking the parachute off as she settled down, she turned around to see Seb behind her. Seb was more excited than ever, and Ellie was always appreciative of that. Putting a hand up, she reciprocated his high five without even blinking. The adrenaline was coursing through her veins, after all. It was one hell of a run.
But, she wasn't really... as into as Seb was. She felt guilty for not being very into it, but she was more glad that she finished it than she was that there was a ride all along. Taking a deep breath, Ellie pulled her phone out to stop the cameras from recording. The GoPros had recorded more than enough footage to use, across many different angles. And then there was Seb's own footage as well. Plenty of footage to be edited and sorted through for sure.
Sighing again, Ellie sat down once she knew the cameras were off. She wanted to take her wingsuit off, but there was too much rigging for her to bother with. "Ah, damn..." Ellie sighed, getting comfortable. "Seb, come sit!"
Gina was disappointed to find out that Ryan's engine had shat out on him during a testing run. Sure, it was better sooner rather than later, but it was still very unfortunate that it even occurred in the first place. She wished that neither car blew up and that they were able to conduct more laps. Gina could've gone more for it, but she figured Lucas wanted to compare the cars and settings to see what they did differently. It was going to take a while, and there would be some downtime. Luckily, some more cars had come out, entertaining the crowd at the very least.
"It might've kicked in too hard for you.." Gina smirked. "Sorry, but I had to say it."
The following night, Athena was sitting nearby in a rented car. In an operation like this, it wasn't exactly wise to be in her own car. These weren't amateurs she was dealing with. They knew how to operate, and it probably wasn't the smartest idea for her to go at it alone, but she wasn't sure who she could trust. However, if the intel was good, four Glocks wasn't something she couldn't deal with by herself, especially at this time of night. It was eight o'clock, right on the dot, and she could see a group of people starting to congregate. At first glance, they might've just been meeting up, but the body language was different, and the big muscly dudes definitely didn't help either.
She decided it was time to act. There was no way she was going to able to take everyone down by herself, so she figured she was going to get all the intel and evidence she possibly could. That's why she brought along a camera, and a microphone to capture whatever audio she could. As well as a Sig Sauer P226 for when things got a little... too hairy. Getting out of the rented Toyota Prius, Athena slung the camera around her neck and tucked her pistol inside her pants. Getting low, Athena headed straight for the trees, where she could be concealed the best. Last thing she wanted to do was to be seen or heard.
Settling beside a tree, Athena got on her belly and made sure to be as low as possible, setting the shotgun mic up beside her as she put the camera up. Already, they were discussing some thing had definitely confirmed what the text said. Additionally, she snapped a picture of what was irrefutable evidence of the presence of Vladimir Sobotka, and he was definitely talking about a huuuuge bribe to some serious authority figures. Something in the millions, tens of millions almost, in exchange for them to turn a blind eye to his operations. It was huge, and Athena wasn't going to let this go free, at all.
But just when she thought she had enough evidence. She heard something behind her. Light rustling, which turned into a deep, husky voice.
"What are you doing?"
Today was no exception. The highways of Los Angeles were strangely very clear for this time, which definitely allowed her to have a bit of fun somewhere where she could... open up more. Usually she'd take a ride on the Mulholland Drive and go as hard as she can, but she just couldn't pass up the opportunity to allow her motorcycle to breathe. Which was why she was here, barreling down a typically packed freeway. Her orange hair was hanging out of her helmet, flowing through the air as her Honda motorcycle tore it up. In the distance, she could see a set of taillights, and unlike the previous taillights she'd encountered, it'd taken her a little longer for her to catch up than usual. Maybe she wasn't the only one with the idea, which was always awesome.
Pulling down on the throttle, she put in 100%, eventually passing what turned out to be a BMW M3 rather handidly. She was sure the person in the car was trying their damndest, but they'd have to try harder than that to even have a chance at beating them. Up next was something that she hadn't really seen on American streets, let alone the streets of Los Angeles. The hockey puck taillights were iconic to anyone who knew worth a damn about cars. And based on the way she was catching up to it, it might damn well have been pretty much stock. Whatever was underneath that hood was simply nothing compared to her motorcycle. But, she needed to see who was behind the wheel of this car.
Rolling up besides the car, Valentina took a quick glance inside. Hm. Cool chick. Nice hair. Blue eyes. But soon, she was a speck of dust in the distance as her motorcycle pulled away. It sounded like it had some firepower but there was just no beating the power-to-weight ratio of a bike. At least, not right now. Continuing down the freeway, Valentina heard a rather familiar Swiss voice on the headset. Something about... continuing down the freeway for a surprise. "If you say so!" Valentina smiled, "Last one there is a loooooooooser!" She said, before doing the motorcycle equivalent of flooring it.
Hundreds of landings could never train you for how rough it was on the knees. Ellie wasn't exactly old but all those landings took a toll on her. Ellie swore she could feel her knees pop, but she had to do her best to get back up and make sure she still put on a show for all her viewers. Taking the parachute off as she settled down, she turned around to see Seb behind her. Seb was more excited than ever, and Ellie was always appreciative of that. Putting a hand up, she reciprocated his high five without even blinking. The adrenaline was coursing through her veins, after all. It was one hell of a run.
But, she wasn't really... as into as Seb was. She felt guilty for not being very into it, but she was more glad that she finished it than she was that there was a ride all along. Taking a deep breath, Ellie pulled her phone out to stop the cameras from recording. The GoPros had recorded more than enough footage to use, across many different angles. And then there was Seb's own footage as well. Plenty of footage to be edited and sorted through for sure.
Sighing again, Ellie sat down once she knew the cameras were off. She wanted to take her wingsuit off, but there was too much rigging for her to bother with. "Ah, damn..." Ellie sighed, getting comfortable. "Seb, come sit!"
Gina was disappointed to find out that Ryan's engine had shat out on him during a testing run. Sure, it was better sooner rather than later, but it was still very unfortunate that it even occurred in the first place. She wished that neither car blew up and that they were able to conduct more laps. Gina could've gone more for it, but she figured Lucas wanted to compare the cars and settings to see what they did differently. It was going to take a while, and there would be some downtime. Luckily, some more cars had come out, entertaining the crowd at the very least.
"It might've kicked in too hard for you.." Gina smirked. "Sorry, but I had to say it."
The following night, Athena was sitting nearby in a rented car. In an operation like this, it wasn't exactly wise to be in her own car. These weren't amateurs she was dealing with. They knew how to operate, and it probably wasn't the smartest idea for her to go at it alone, but she wasn't sure who she could trust. However, if the intel was good, four Glocks wasn't something she couldn't deal with by herself, especially at this time of night. It was eight o'clock, right on the dot, and she could see a group of people starting to congregate. At first glance, they might've just been meeting up, but the body language was different, and the big muscly dudes definitely didn't help either.
She decided it was time to act. There was no way she was going to able to take everyone down by herself, so she figured she was going to get all the intel and evidence she possibly could. That's why she brought along a camera, and a microphone to capture whatever audio she could. As well as a Sig Sauer P226 for when things got a little... too hairy. Getting out of the rented Toyota Prius, Athena slung the camera around her neck and tucked her pistol inside her pants. Getting low, Athena headed straight for the trees, where she could be concealed the best. Last thing she wanted to do was to be seen or heard.
Settling beside a tree, Athena got on her belly and made sure to be as low as possible, setting the shotgun mic up beside her as she put the camera up. Already, they were discussing some thing had definitely confirmed what the text said. Additionally, she snapped a picture of what was irrefutable evidence of the presence of Vladimir Sobotka, and he was definitely talking about a huuuuge bribe to some serious authority figures. Something in the millions, tens of millions almost, in exchange for them to turn a blind eye to his operations. It was huge, and Athena wasn't going to let this go free, at all.
But just when she thought she had enough evidence. She heard something behind her. Light rustling, which turned into a deep, husky voice.
"What are you doing?"
modern warfare is big fun
the girl next door - tomppabeats
rockstar - post malone ft. 21 savage
lord pretty flacko jodye 2 (LPFJ2) - a$ap rocky
marula - juan rios
911 / mr. lonely - tyler the creator ft. frank ocean & steve lacy
with you - red velvet
you shook me all night long - ac/dc
hit this hard - post malone
schweigen - digitaluc
dancing's not a crime - panic! at the disco
rockstar - post malone ft. 21 savage
lord pretty flacko jodye 2 (LPFJ2) - a$ap rocky
marula - juan rios
911 / mr. lonely - tyler the creator ft. frank ocean & steve lacy
with you - red velvet
you shook me all night long - ac/dc
hit this hard - post malone
schweigen - digitaluc
dancing's not a crime - panic! at the disco
Anna followed Jett over to the pool, walking over to the lounge chairs to watch their fellow housemates take each other on in the most intense, high-stakes game of chicken to ever grace this Earth so far. Anna took the opportunity to sit at the bare edge of the chair, so that she could get a good view of what was going on. She wasn't entirely aware that it was totally a splash zone, however. But, she could worry about that later when she got a faceful of pool water when one of the girls fell.
In the meantime, Nina, Luke, Adam, and Traci were about to get ready to fight each other. Nina sat perched on top of Luke's shoulders, and Traci did the same with Adam. Just based on appearance alone, it looked like Nina had the upper edge simple because she was heavier and it was going to be harder for Traci to even fathom trying to push her over. Luke was pretty buff, as well, so he was definitely going to be able to hold onto Nina, despite her heavier stature.
The host stayed quiet as the duos got ready to build some silence, before she finally put her hand down and said "Go!" to have the two start going at each other. A giant amount of water came up as the two closed into each other, locking fists as they pushed and pulled at each other, cameras watching their every move knowing that their failure could result in their departure from this show.
In the meantime, Nina, Luke, Adam, and Traci were about to get ready to fight each other. Nina sat perched on top of Luke's shoulders, and Traci did the same with Adam. Just based on appearance alone, it looked like Nina had the upper edge simple because she was heavier and it was going to be harder for Traci to even fathom trying to push her over. Luke was pretty buff, as well, so he was definitely going to be able to hold onto Nina, despite her heavier stature.
The host stayed quiet as the duos got ready to build some silence, before she finally put her hand down and said "Go!" to have the two start going at each other. A giant amount of water came up as the two closed into each other, locking fists as they pushed and pulled at each other, cameras watching their every move knowing that their failure could result in their departure from this show.
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