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Post by Brandon Napier on Jul 5, 2011 13:33:28 GMT
As soon as she was sat down, Bam backed into the driver's seat, slammed the door while putting his gun into the holster and put his foot down. The van moved, and Bam yanked his bandanna down as he found it very warm. Before she could speak, Bam decided that he should say something... You never know, it might lessen her blow to him...
"I know what you're gunna say, an' I'm sorry, but it was either you be hostage an' get a chance of bein' seen as innocent if those stupid tits decide t'try an' follow." He then looked behind them. "Though, don't look like it..." He mused before looking in front of them and continuing with what he'd been saying before. "Or kill the pair of them... An' you seem like someone who would hate t'get blood on yer clothes." He told her, looking at her with raised eyebrows as though he knew her well.
He then looked out of the windscreen and he swerved around a car, ending up on two wheels as he didn't know where the break was. When they got onto four wheels, Bam shrugged. "You wouldn't have been shot by me, anyways... Di'n't have my finger on the trigger..." He mumbled, though she probably hadn't heard him, and turned a corner, once again on two wheels. He glanced in the driver's side window and slammed the breaks on before looking at her once the vehicle had stopped.
He had been telling the truth when he promised that she could go once they'd gotten away from SMILE. Bam didn't fake promises. If he said that he'd do something (and it wasn't a thread) then he would do it...
You could say that he was a man of his word, in that sense...
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Post by Tabitha Marie Krane on Jul 9, 2011 6:38:09 GMT
Tabitha had to be honest. Bam's driving scared the living shit out of her. But she tried not to make it obvious. As he spoke, explaining his actions, she tried to cool herself down a little. She wasn't known to be a hot head, and didn't want to start being known as one. Slowly, she breathed in and then breathed out as he still explained himself. She tried to block out his wreckless driving, so closed her eyes; thinking positive thoughts that didn't involve them both dying. That would be bad.
"You wouldn't have been shot by me, anyways... Di'n't have my finger on the trigger..."
The blonde felt guilty then. She had overreacted the whole time. How ridiculous. As he slammed the breaks, Tabitha opened her eyes, being jerked slightly forward. She looked at him, once he glanced at her. She guessed that this was the time to get out. "So you really want me to go..?" She asked, seriously. Honestly, she didn't wanna leave, this was the most fun she had had in ahwile. But.. if he wanted her to go, she would. She didn't wanna be a bother. "I mean, you don't have to pretend, just be honest." |
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Post by Brandon Napier on Jul 9, 2011 16:42:39 GMT
Bam shrugged. He didn't want her to leave, because she was actually someone who hadn't screamed at him for his failed attempts at driving. Though, Melissa and Kuro hadn't, either... But Melissa had been distracted, and Kuro clinging to the van they'd been in for dear life, or so it had seemed to Bam at the time...
Pushing his thoughts away, Bam looked at her and let his head flop back against the head rest on the driver's seat.
"If you wanna. Am not the kinda person who'd force you t'go unless you wanna..." He said then thought for a moment. That had been a slight lie... He sometimes forced people to go... But that was only when he was close to killing them... Thankfully, he wasn't close to killing her, so he didn't think about forcing her out. "But am a man of my word... An' I did promise you that you could get out once we were away from SMILE." He told her, putting one foot on his seat and pushing himself up so as to be sitting up more than before while he waited for her to decide. Would she stay, or would she go?
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Post by Tabitha Marie Krane on Jul 18, 2011 7:55:57 GMT
Tabitha took a drag of her cigarette, and pretended to think about leaving or staying. Of course she already knew the answer, but she didn't know how to say it. Just say yes? The girl sighed lightly, and looked out her window. The cemetary was still in site, and her book was luckily still in her hand. She could always just say no, leave without saying another word, walk back to the cemetary, plop down on the ground, and read. She glanced at her book. It was at a slow part in the story. Damn.
She slowly rolled her eyes over to where he was, noticing that he was adjusting himself. Getting impatient? "Well then." She said, and sat forward once again. She glanced at her seatbelt, still clicked in. She made no effort to move her hand to unclick it. "I guess I'll just stay with you." She said, and smirked at him. "After all, I do this stuff everyday. Pretending to be a hostage? Damn, that's something you have got to try." She said, being completely sarcastic, but not in a rude way. She didn't know if Bam had posed as a hostage before... Probably not. He seemed like the type of rebel that didn't play the innocent character. Maybe none of them do?
Tabitha pushed her thoughts aside, and changed her smirk to a slight smile. "So, what's on the agenda now? Drivin' the van into a wall like you did before?" She said, being sarcastic again. She couldn't help it. What Bam did was unheard of. Crashing a van, and then stealing another one. Was this how he passed the time? Crazy life. And she thought she was a risk taker... Not that what he did was a bad thing. |
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Post by Brandon Napier on Jul 21, 2011 13:13:37 GMT
When she answered, Bam almost bounced out of his seat, having not bothered with a seat belt, and hugged her tightly before grinning and bouncing in his seat. He then glanced out of the window and looked at her.
"Well now, that would be silly to jus' crash int'nother wall... Fifteen car pile up? That's a different answer." He smirked then grinned mischievously and planted his foot down. The van jerked forward and Bam giggled softly as a guy jumped out of the way of the van. Bam waved at the guy with a grin, then looked at Tabitha again.
"Jus' so you know, Sweetie, I don't use the breaks." He told her, giggled, then planted both feet on the breaks when he looked out of the windscreen. They stopped, literally inches from another van, and he jammed the van in reverse.
As soon as the van got to the end of the road they'd been in, Bam spun the wheel to turn the van and put it in drive. The van was an automatic, so Bam didn't need to think about things as much, and instead, he checked one of the mirrors to see if the van they'd almost crashed into was chasing them. The sixteen year old didn't see them in the mirror and his grin was back on his lips while he looked out of the wind screen again.
Giggling, Bam looked at Tabitha.
"Heh, that was close."
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