Post by Lovely on Jul 31, 2009 15:30:11 GMT -5
June 14, 2008
3 p.m.
The car was too small to withstand the heat. He decided that was the only reasonable explanation and he tried the key one more time while the almost-nonexistent breeze blew over the engine under the propped hood. The hood creaked against the support rod as he climbed out one more time to stare blankly at the chunk of metal and criss-cross of wires he found nothing wrong with. Tim leaned on the grill, smudging the grease from his fingers over the strip of chrome that said the car was still new and shouldn't have this problem. Of course the last station he remembered passing was at least fifteen minutes at bat-out-of-hell speed, easily 20 miles or more. Maybe he'd passed others, but hadn't noticed, not needing to worry then. But now? He was worried. The sounds clambored around in his ears like five stations trying to tune in at once. He'd have turned the knob if it was really the radio being on and causing his headache to get worse under the low heat of the day - getting nearly to be the longest day of the year and here he was stranded, not sure of where he was even trying to get to in his rush. He only knew he needed to arrive and the voices would stop. "Why won't you work, damn you!!" He screamed just over the filter casing as if the sheer frustration would be enough to chill the beast down and allow it to run.
Savy was on foot, the heat of the day didn't bother her, she seemed to enjoy the scorching sun and made her way down the long strip of lonely road. She laughed as a car flew by her and her head shook in amusement. "Where's the fire?" She whispered to herself, reaching up to flick her hair off her neck to feel the bit of breeze the car stirred in it's passing. She didn't mind the heat but then again she didn't mind a cool off now and then either. She had her earbud headphones connected to her ipod, a bud in one ear and the other dangling free so she could hear the sounds around her. Her messenger bag was slung diagnolly across and resting against one hip as she walked along. After awhile she saw a car off the side of the road, it would be a few minutes before she was close enough to get a good look and she mostly figured it would be gone by then. Her pace stayed the same and soon she was able to see the car and driver enough to tell they were having trouble of some kind. As she got closer still she saw that this appeared to be the same car that had sped by her earlier. "Bummer." She murmured as she approached cautiously but with a soft sweet smile. "Looks like you're having some trouble?" She spoke a little louder to be heard as she came up near the back of the car, stating the obvious but it was her way of greeting the stranger and all.
"No... I'm not," he said coolly at first, trying to deny it, defy it, maybe reverse-logic the thing into thinking somehow and convincing itself that he didn't want it to work, so it would. His headache was getting worse and so was his temper. He hid it well when he emerged from behind the hood for a clear view of the girl who'd spoken, sure it was the one he'd passed - too quickly to get as nice a look at her as he did now. "I'm having tons of trouble and it's turning me into a bear. I don't suppose you know anything about cars...?" He was giving up on his shirt soon, too, feeling the heat beating through the dark weave.
"Tons of trouble doesn't sound very good or like much fun." Savy smiled at him again once he'd apologized for being abrupt at first, she could understand how his frustration might make him snappy. "I do.. happen to know a thing or two about them.. you want me to take a look?" She came closer, watching him and looking around for any weapons or tools he might use as a weapon. He seemed genuinely nice, like a good guy having a crappy day but a girl could never be too sure when approaching a stranger along a stretch of road.
"Be my guest," he sighed, stepping back and pulling a rag into his hand to mop off some of the excess grease. He appeared to have the where-with-all to know quite a bit, but he just couldn't find the issue. A decent set of tools rested in the bit of shade behind the passenger tire, staying out of the direct sun and the wrench he did have in his hand was mopped off and reached out to her if she wanted to use it. "A new set of eyes couldn't hurt," he smiled, trying to be gracious about her offer though he felt stupid for racing along only to come nowhere near his destination.
Savy slipped her back off and set it on the ground near the front of the car before taking the wrench and bending over beneath the hood and looking around to see if there was anything noticable that he may have missed in his frustration. One hand was used for baance as her hips swayed and twisted moving her over and around to look at different things. "Dumb question but did you check all your fluids?"
He was checking, alright, and they seemed to be running at just the right level, but that was him, not the car. He chuckled at his realization of his distraction and tried to drum up the right answer. "Um yeah, yes. I did, they're fine. That's what's weird. Can I ask you a really strange question?" They were, afterall, on a deserted stretch of road and she just happened to be going the same way. Maybe his question wouldn't seem weird to her.
She swayed and then turned, swiveling herself from under the hood so she could straighten up and face him. "Sure you can ask anything you want.. whether I answer the question is a different story entirely." She teased with a good natured smile and a small laugh.
3 p.m.
The car was too small to withstand the heat. He decided that was the only reasonable explanation and he tried the key one more time while the almost-nonexistent breeze blew over the engine under the propped hood. The hood creaked against the support rod as he climbed out one more time to stare blankly at the chunk of metal and criss-cross of wires he found nothing wrong with. Tim leaned on the grill, smudging the grease from his fingers over the strip of chrome that said the car was still new and shouldn't have this problem. Of course the last station he remembered passing was at least fifteen minutes at bat-out-of-hell speed, easily 20 miles or more. Maybe he'd passed others, but hadn't noticed, not needing to worry then. But now? He was worried. The sounds clambored around in his ears like five stations trying to tune in at once. He'd have turned the knob if it was really the radio being on and causing his headache to get worse under the low heat of the day - getting nearly to be the longest day of the year and here he was stranded, not sure of where he was even trying to get to in his rush. He only knew he needed to arrive and the voices would stop. "Why won't you work, damn you!!" He screamed just over the filter casing as if the sheer frustration would be enough to chill the beast down and allow it to run.
Savy was on foot, the heat of the day didn't bother her, she seemed to enjoy the scorching sun and made her way down the long strip of lonely road. She laughed as a car flew by her and her head shook in amusement. "Where's the fire?" She whispered to herself, reaching up to flick her hair off her neck to feel the bit of breeze the car stirred in it's passing. She didn't mind the heat but then again she didn't mind a cool off now and then either. She had her earbud headphones connected to her ipod, a bud in one ear and the other dangling free so she could hear the sounds around her. Her messenger bag was slung diagnolly across and resting against one hip as she walked along. After awhile she saw a car off the side of the road, it would be a few minutes before she was close enough to get a good look and she mostly figured it would be gone by then. Her pace stayed the same and soon she was able to see the car and driver enough to tell they were having trouble of some kind. As she got closer still she saw that this appeared to be the same car that had sped by her earlier. "Bummer." She murmured as she approached cautiously but with a soft sweet smile. "Looks like you're having some trouble?" She spoke a little louder to be heard as she came up near the back of the car, stating the obvious but it was her way of greeting the stranger and all.
"No... I'm not," he said coolly at first, trying to deny it, defy it, maybe reverse-logic the thing into thinking somehow and convincing itself that he didn't want it to work, so it would. His headache was getting worse and so was his temper. He hid it well when he emerged from behind the hood for a clear view of the girl who'd spoken, sure it was the one he'd passed - too quickly to get as nice a look at her as he did now. "I'm having tons of trouble and it's turning me into a bear. I don't suppose you know anything about cars...?" He was giving up on his shirt soon, too, feeling the heat beating through the dark weave.
"Tons of trouble doesn't sound very good or like much fun." Savy smiled at him again once he'd apologized for being abrupt at first, she could understand how his frustration might make him snappy. "I do.. happen to know a thing or two about them.. you want me to take a look?" She came closer, watching him and looking around for any weapons or tools he might use as a weapon. He seemed genuinely nice, like a good guy having a crappy day but a girl could never be too sure when approaching a stranger along a stretch of road.
"Be my guest," he sighed, stepping back and pulling a rag into his hand to mop off some of the excess grease. He appeared to have the where-with-all to know quite a bit, but he just couldn't find the issue. A decent set of tools rested in the bit of shade behind the passenger tire, staying out of the direct sun and the wrench he did have in his hand was mopped off and reached out to her if she wanted to use it. "A new set of eyes couldn't hurt," he smiled, trying to be gracious about her offer though he felt stupid for racing along only to come nowhere near his destination.
Savy slipped her back off and set it on the ground near the front of the car before taking the wrench and bending over beneath the hood and looking around to see if there was anything noticable that he may have missed in his frustration. One hand was used for baance as her hips swayed and twisted moving her over and around to look at different things. "Dumb question but did you check all your fluids?"
He was checking, alright, and they seemed to be running at just the right level, but that was him, not the car. He chuckled at his realization of his distraction and tried to drum up the right answer. "Um yeah, yes. I did, they're fine. That's what's weird. Can I ask you a really strange question?" They were, afterall, on a deserted stretch of road and she just happened to be going the same way. Maybe his question wouldn't seem weird to her.
She swayed and then turned, swiveling herself from under the hood so she could straighten up and face him. "Sure you can ask anything you want.. whether I answer the question is a different story entirely." She teased with a good natured smile and a small laugh.