[Club] Automotive club.

[Mysticsage]

Desmond made it slowly to the door that the sign up board had designated as the automotive club. Glancing from side to side you are extremely skeptical. How were you going to be designing and building vehicles in a classroom like this anyway? Straightening out your jacket you open the door trying your best to walk with a confident swagger. As you open the door you see two other guys.  One slightly older and scruffy looking teen with black hair and with a medium build  and another that was completely unexpected. He looked about your age with short almost white blonde hair and even more pail skin playing off his boney and tall frame he looked like he had not spent a day outside of his life.

"Ah our last member has actually arrived", the older boy smirked punching the other guy lightly in the arm causing him to jump harshly.

"I'm Logan Brawn, by the way"

"g-g-Garret Layton" the other guy stammered wincing slightly as he said his own name

"You are I don't rember seeing you around school recently."

[Bootman]

Desmond nodded his hellos to them as he examined the room, more then a little confused by it's small size. He walked in and leaned against the near table he could find to scan his new 'friends'. One was pale and scraggly while the other was large and in charge. He'd have to see about looking tougher then him later. The boy shrugged.

"I was late or something. My name is Desmond. And how the hell do we work with cars in here? Do we have a garage we can use or what?"

[Mysticsage]

That's the annoying thing," said Logan "there is not a car place in fifty miles of here let alone the school."

"We did find these though, along with the note. We were talking over which one we wanted to focus on before you got here and it seems your the tiebreaker". said Logan holding up two blueprints. 

"Ones a fast looking car,"

"and one is a re- really cool motorbike."[/color] interjected Garret.

[Bootman]

Desmond takes the blueprints casually and examines them, curious about the exact specs of each. This time, he took an actual seat on a nearby chair before reading. The man cleared his throat, not taking his eyes off the paper.

"Do we have the parts to build these? How much work would this stuff take?" He says, his excitement already present in his voice despite his best attempts to stay cool and aloof

[Mysticsage]

The car looked like a race car out of the movies or something with a huge engine and a aerodynamic design it looked like something that belonged more in NASCAR then this small town.  The bike by the same token was also something equally outlandish for this small town sleek and cat like you can imagine yourself in booth with a girl by your side or squeezed against your back.

"There's a junk yard out in Veistone where we could cannibalize parts" said Logan "I imagine that's where most of the clubs who need metal are going."

"So which one do you think we should start with if we're going to do any of this then we're going to have to start planning now"

[Bootman]

Desmond had pretty much made his choice after scanning the blueprints. They could get a lot more use out of a fast car then a new, fancy motorcycle. He set down the second set of blueprints and laid the car on the table. He wasn't too surprised that they'd be going through junkyards. Wasn't a bad idea. But to build a car this high tech, they'd have to raise some money at some point.

"Yeah, let's go with this one. Seems like a good challenge. And hey, if we bust it out fast we might have time to build that motorcycle."

[Mysticsage]

Tuesday September 10th

It has been two weeks since you started attending the clubs and that disturbing incident with the basketball girl in the tennis club, and you have noticed a large number of changes even in that time.  Every club day since the first one the three of you have been heading off to the scrap yard to scavenge for usable parts. Logan seemingly has enjoyed himself these last couple of weeks. You noticed that he almost seems larger every time you see him and after the first meeting he had started to tinker with bits and bobs that he could find.  Garrett on the other hand was beginning to really change. After a couple conversations you were able to pull out that he was yet another victim of someone signing him up to a club without his consent, and he was angry about it.

Gaining a scar over one of his eyebrow which he still had stitches to deal which it looked like from a fight but you aren't sure. He also got his ears pierced one weekend. However despite all his apparent changes he was still had his loyalties and was kind. You also noticed that along with his new outlook on life he was starting to develop a real soft spot for cars and you had to admit you were getting more excited about the plans then you had expected yourself.

You entered the small classroom that the automotive club called their base easily. It was hot so Garret was wearing a sleeveless tee with a skull painted on it and Logan had bits of junk of junk everywhere as he fiddled with a piece of engine he had found digging in the salvage yard. ?It?s just so hot! ? Complained Garret sprawled over a chair. His nervous stutter had seemingly disappeared unless he is shocked or embarrassed. ?Why can?t we go to the junkyard today again??

?it?s closed and besides until we have enough to deal with as it is until we get a place we can actually work.?

[spoiler]Please note that from this point forward any confrontational decision will begin a conversation battle or CB requiring rolls.[/spoiler]