It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.
“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.
The gargoyle opened his wings from his jacket and glided gently down on the ground with his bag of supplies. Once on the ground he immediately wrapped then around the inside of his jacket so they won’t be the most distracting thing a human would see. “So where’s your ride?” He turned his head.
“Just over here. C’mon.” Chip gestured for the gargoyle to follow him into a nearby dark alleyway. Hidden in the shadows behind a dumpster stood a motorcycle, which the wolf wheeled out into the light for Brooklyn to see. Chip’s ride was a fierce one to behold, it was a beastly-looking black and silver Harley Davidson with chrome flame decals along the sides and back. “So, what do you think?” He smirked with pride.
The creature looked at the bike in pure awe to the point where he may have almost dropped his bag. “Holy…that is one amazing bike Chip…” He started inspecting the detail of it much more closely, making sure to not scratch the vehicle with his claws.
“Lex is going to love this…” He saud to himself then looked back up to the wolf man. “You made this?”
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