Fast Eddy's Pool Hall (WIP)
The moto-cross style armor that Rip wore was already heavy, somewhat bulky, and having the outer cordura layer soaked with water made it even more so.
"Inside" however he was fairly dry, he could feel it seeping in, cool and wet around where his jacket met his gloves. He could feel it around his collar dribbling down into his t-shirt beneath.
He slow rolled the place once, found a place to park and dismounted. The stiff, knee length boots kicked up little splashes as he made his way inside, the storm little more than a drumming rattle on the real glass windows.
The visor lit up the interior for him, smokey, dirty, faded. The display died automatically as he pulled off the helmet, his wavy hair springing back a little as it came loose. "Evenin'" He jerked his head to the pair, then hooked a d-ring on the back of the helmet to a clip on his belt.
He meadered over to the rack and started looking at the cues that were left, selected one, and then began chalking the tip before blowing gently on it to scatter the excess.
This message was last edited by the player at 22:58, Thu 17 June 2021.