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.
“It’s not perfect, but then again not a lot is.” He shrugged and gave a small cough. Now that Brooklyn was fully suited up, he took a moment to see how his outfit all came together. “Yeah, you got the biker look down for sure.” He grinned and put his arm over Brooklyn’s shoulders once more in a friendly manner.
He made a small grip on the others shoulders with a grin to return that gesture. He couldn’t really wear this yet when he slept since there wasn’t enough time for him to claim this material, but give it time, the humility spell could let him turn these to stone with him. “Thanks for the compliment, Chip. So…what else do you do around here?” The gargoyle also took notice that the others arms were indeed muscular.
Chip enjoyed being in such close quarters with the gargoyle, being able to feel his slimmer, yet still somewhat toned frame. “Well, not a whole lot sadly. I lift weights, watch TV and play video games, work on my bike. That kind of thing.” He shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. The wolf didn’t lead that much of an exciting life when it really came down to it.
“Well all I do is face bad guys like we did before, hang out with my rookery brothers and other people then sleep. Exploring is also in my nightly routine.” He chuckled. “Lifting weights is definitely showing.”
The gargoyle gave the others arms a gentle squeeze.
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