greybishop
Star
- Joined
- Jan 29, 2019
- Location
- USA East Coast
Deke was watching the band when someone slapped him hard right between the shoulder blades; the biker spun around with a cocked fist, but then the look of rage on his face turned to surprise as he saw one of his brother’s standing there with a grin on his face.
“What the fuck man? I almost decked you. And you made me spill my fucking beer.” The newcomer was about ten years younger than Deke, but dressed much the same; the only real differences were that the other man’s worn jeans were blue and the bottom patch on his colors read ‘Nomad.’ After Deke calmed down he finally went on; “Where the fuck did you come from? And is one of those for me brother?”
The younger biker handed Deke a plastic cup full of beer as he replied; “The girls said you were still drinking Torpedo.” Then, after taking a sip of his beer, the younger man went on. “I was headed through town tryin’ to catch up with Frank and the guys when I got your text.” He shrugged. “I know the chick in the picture, so I decided to stop by and say hey.”
Deke could see his brother was trying to make it sound like it was no big deal, but wasn’t buying it. “She gonna be trouble?”
The younger man laughed. “Nah, nothin’ like that. Not an issue for the Club at least. Speakin’ a which, how’s thing’s goin’ tonight? The girls seem busy and Chrys said Frank’d only left you with some prospects to keep an eye on things. Everything alright?” He paused for a second to have a little more beer. “And what’s with the fucking helicopter parked out past all the cages?”
Now it was Deke’s turn to laugh as he gave his brother a Reader’s Digest version of the night’s events so far, which ended with “…and so when we’re done with her, I’m thinkin’ we’ll have the Club logo painted on the side o’ her daddy’s chopper, an’ inked onto her ass as well.”
The younger biker smiled as he shook his head. “With ‘Property Of’ right over it no doubt. Kind of like how things ended up with that cop you found, and her evidence locker.” He paused for a moment as if in thought before he went on. “You know Dez has me lookin’ at an independent club up north he’s thinkin’ of patchin’ over. They’re small and have a few issues, but mostly are solid. And it’d give us a foothold up that way. It’d be the usual deal; their Prez stays but we get to put in a new Veep, some other officers in return for the deal. They could use a new, uh … Sergeant at Arms too; you interested?”
Deke smiled wickedly; “Bein’ the fucking Enforcer for a new Chapter? Hell yeah I’m interested.”
The younger man laughed a little. “I kinda thought so. Alright brother, we’ll talk about it more later. Lemme go find this chick who’s lookin’ for me first okay? What’s she wearin’?”
“Sure, no worries man. If I ain’t doin’ the rounds keepin’ the prospects supplied, I’ll probably be over at the farmhouse.” Deke turned to look at the stage, but by that point the band (@xavierrol) was gone so he just described the girl to his brother instead. Then the two men pounded each other on the back as they hugged, and the older biker turned and made his way back towards the house …
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The newcomer slipped through the throng for awhile until he came up behind a brunette who was wearing what Deke had described; a simple pink tee, jean shorts and sneakers. After looking her over from head to toe for a bit, the nomad walked up behind the girl and tapped her lightly on the shoulder; there was a grin on his face as he also said something. “Hey, are you Paige? (@AndNich123) I heard you were lookin’ for some guy named Lukas?”
---Bonus Photo---
Deke’s nomad brother Lukas, working on one of his bikes.
“What the fuck man? I almost decked you. And you made me spill my fucking beer.” The newcomer was about ten years younger than Deke, but dressed much the same; the only real differences were that the other man’s worn jeans were blue and the bottom patch on his colors read ‘Nomad.’ After Deke calmed down he finally went on; “Where the fuck did you come from? And is one of those for me brother?”
The younger biker handed Deke a plastic cup full of beer as he replied; “The girls said you were still drinking Torpedo.” Then, after taking a sip of his beer, the younger man went on. “I was headed through town tryin’ to catch up with Frank and the guys when I got your text.” He shrugged. “I know the chick in the picture, so I decided to stop by and say hey.”
Deke could see his brother was trying to make it sound like it was no big deal, but wasn’t buying it. “She gonna be trouble?”
The younger man laughed. “Nah, nothin’ like that. Not an issue for the Club at least. Speakin’ a which, how’s thing’s goin’ tonight? The girls seem busy and Chrys said Frank’d only left you with some prospects to keep an eye on things. Everything alright?” He paused for a second to have a little more beer. “And what’s with the fucking helicopter parked out past all the cages?”
Now it was Deke’s turn to laugh as he gave his brother a Reader’s Digest version of the night’s events so far, which ended with “…and so when we’re done with her, I’m thinkin’ we’ll have the Club logo painted on the side o’ her daddy’s chopper, an’ inked onto her ass as well.”
The younger biker smiled as he shook his head. “With ‘Property Of’ right over it no doubt. Kind of like how things ended up with that cop you found, and her evidence locker.” He paused for a moment as if in thought before he went on. “You know Dez has me lookin’ at an independent club up north he’s thinkin’ of patchin’ over. They’re small and have a few issues, but mostly are solid. And it’d give us a foothold up that way. It’d be the usual deal; their Prez stays but we get to put in a new Veep, some other officers in return for the deal. They could use a new, uh … Sergeant at Arms too; you interested?”
Deke smiled wickedly; “Bein’ the fucking Enforcer for a new Chapter? Hell yeah I’m interested.”
The younger man laughed a little. “I kinda thought so. Alright brother, we’ll talk about it more later. Lemme go find this chick who’s lookin’ for me first okay? What’s she wearin’?”
“Sure, no worries man. If I ain’t doin’ the rounds keepin’ the prospects supplied, I’ll probably be over at the farmhouse.” Deke turned to look at the stage, but by that point the band (@xavierrol) was gone so he just described the girl to his brother instead. Then the two men pounded each other on the back as they hugged, and the older biker turned and made his way back towards the house …
---
The newcomer slipped through the throng for awhile until he came up behind a brunette who was wearing what Deke had described; a simple pink tee, jean shorts and sneakers. After looking her over from head to toe for a bit, the nomad walked up behind the girl and tapped her lightly on the shoulder; there was a grin on his face as he also said something. “Hey, are you Paige? (@AndNich123) I heard you were lookin’ for some guy named Lukas?”
---Bonus Photo---
Deke’s nomad brother Lukas, working on one of his bikes.