Chapter 6: Welcome To Temperance

Chapter 6: Welcome To Temperance

The Roadside, Temperance, South Dakota....

      Brick took a few moments to drain the main vein along the side of the highway as he veered off toward the open grassland and swiftly unzipped his jeans and took hold of the enormous trouser snake that had been within. He grunted in relief as the steady stream of dark yellow urine was expelled from his formerly aching bladder. His keen eyes took in the sight of the surrounding land and the up cropping of a town a few miles out. He smirked when he noted the quiet little place not far from the road sign where he'd chosen to relieve himself and the almost faded black lettering on the formerly white square sign that read "WELCOME TO TEMPERANCE". It was interesting to see that they had made it all the way to South Dakota on their random journey and now were set to enter the apparently sleepy town of Temperance. 

Brick smirked at the sign and turned his attention back to relieving himself along the highway making sure to mark his territory as he did before traveling back toward his bike, a very impressive black Harley-Davidson Classic Road King, and climbed back on.

"We heading into Temperance huh?" asked Rooster with a strange grimace on his aged face. The thick white beard and equally long white hair that lined his head made him look quite menacing and the expression didn't help any. 

Brick nodded smirking at the older man. 

"Seems about as good a place as any to stir up a bit of trouble." he said. "Besides it's right through to the route we need to pick up the latest shipment and get our money."

Rooster, whom had just one good eye blue in color while the other had been white and adorned via a scar across his cheek, nodded as he saw the logic behind the latest pit stop. 

"Alright." he said before repositioning his bike. "We ride where you ride....as always."

Brick nodded and turned his attention back to his own bike.  He revved the engine and smirked as he turned his attention toward the sleepy town in the distance. His crew followed suite anticipating what further means of trouble they could get into invading another town of unsuspecting mortals. 

It was already a hot day and closer to the hour in which sundown would prove to be something of a handful for the lot of them. It was best to get indoors or at least somewhere they could unwind after being on the road since earlier that morning. 

Brick and his crew weren't in the least impressed with small town living, but found them to be places of the most unsavory secrets and a short term means of acquiring cash via a ruse about looking for temporary work before the town eventually paid them to leave due to all the chaos that they brought to the place. 

The sound of each of the bike's roaring along the highway filled the air as Brick lead his crew at the head of the formation into the sleepy town of Temperance, South Dakota. He had not been particularly impressed with the place. It looked to be as empty as any town he'd previously been in if not smaller than a hundred people and surprisingly clean as he and his crew made their way down the main street. 

He pulled up to the local diner obtaining the collective stares of the townsfolk in short order as he powered off his bike and stood up, further intimidating them with his impressive height and physique. The rest of the gang had taken their cues from him and they all parked their bikes and ventured inside the little diner, which had been more or less the only attraction a tourist would flock to in a town with nothing much more to offer aside from the beautiful countryside scenery.

Brick was quite an imposing man with his silver cross chain and silver wolf's head ring with red rubies for eyes as he moved about the thankfully air conditioned place. It smelled of fresh food especially eggs, which were a favorite among the group as they were easy to come by. Brick sat down in booth followed by everyone else getting as close to him at the table as possible. 

"Best behavior boys." he instructed them. "You too, Goldie." 

She blew him a kiss and turned her attention back to her newly arrived menu as the staff moved to accommodate them. 

One of the young waitresses approached them and Brick turned his attention to her. 

"What's the specials here?" he asked. 

She seemed to be in awe of his vest and the patches that were labeled Prez and First Claw.

"Miss?" he said taking off his sunglasses for the first time since he entered the place. "I asked you what the specials were here."

The waitress blinked for a few moments before turning her attention to what was written on her clipboard. 

He got a glimpse of the name tag on her shoulder and that she was regularly called Phoebe. She seemed stunned to see anyone that looked like them in her quiet little town and vastly full of innocence. Brick found this amusing but he'd been more interested in eating due to the long ride from the early morning and the fact that his stomach was growling as loudly as his bike roared on the way over. 

"Oh...the specials are two sandwiches one ham, egg and cheese." said Phoebe apparently snapping out of her trance. "And the other fish and bread.

"I'll take a burger if you got it, meat medium rare with all the trimmings." said Brick with a smirk. 

The other members ordered their respective meals, which he had not heard as he'd been taking noted of the strange moonlike charm on the end of Phoebe's necklace. She wasn't his type by a long shot, but it appeared that Gearhead had taken a liking to her and smiled from his menu when she met his gaze and smile with one of her own. 

It was just as well, Brick wouldn't have been so kind to a girl so clueless in the first place. He had a reputation of sorts that garnered him the secondary nickname of "Loveless" as he seemed to have an aversion to it in any sort of form. 

Brick didn't mind it, to him it simply meant more freedom to do what he wanted when he wanted it. The occasional late night hook up notwithstanding. He leaned back against the cool red leather booth chair and caught the end of Rooster ordering himself a mug of coffee. It seemed the old man had still been out of sorts since the early morning ride and needed something of a boost to get going again.  

While it seemed to go without say, Brick admired his father's old friend. He had half inspired him in his youth to seek his adventures out in the world and thus was the main reason Brick decided to head out of the confines of the pack and his father's dominate rule. Of course being the Alpha's son did have it's perks, he was seen as the de facto leader by his own peers and they seemed to take to his guidance like a duck to water. 

Ironclad kept an eye on the bikes from his view of them at the table. He remained the imposing figure of silence he'd been when they were at home and Brick appreciated him enough to allow him his space. Something the Alpha never did when it came to barking orders and relentless patrols. 

He was a gruff as they come, a mighty black beard covered his leathered cheeks and his almost eagle like eyes were always focused making him ready to strike at a moment's notice if things ever go by the wayside.

Taz and Goldie were busy making out, she had climbed into his lap while he gripped her well formed ass in front of everyone, it seemed they were more interested in devouring each other's respective tongues than the food being served, much to the chagrin of the patrons whom had taken to staring and commenting in whispers about how scandalous the scene had been. 

Doc seemed to focus more on the menu and making a few notes of health choices as he looked over the group watching them. There were more than a few cases of "Heart Attacks waiting to happen" looking back at him in the form of the overweight men gorging on fats and red meats before them. 

Riffraff seemed to be in awe of the other waitresses that moved about with the food in their hands. Whether his interest was in them or the food remained to be seen. His thin rat like appearance and ghastly pencil thin mustache and faustian goatee had been off putting as it was but the layer of grime on his skin from his lack of bathing had been even worse. 

Gunner and Rooster began their usual banter about the good ol' days when riding with Fitz Kenneally and all the trouble they got up to in their respective youths. 

Brick was amused by the tales of the two old men whom had been with him since his childhood. 

It wasn't long before the waitress, Phoebe brought his food along with the food the others ordered and Rooster's coffee. He had examined his burger sniffing it carefully and inspecting the meat before sloppily wolfing it down as he glared at the staring townsfolk and wandering tourists whom had stopped by for a quick bite to eat as well. 

He smirked as he began chewing with his mouth open choosing to forgo his manners on purpose just to make the people even more uncomfortable.  It wasn't a bad burger or a bad lunch to say the least but he'd had better. 

Still, he was quite interested in exploring the town a bit before they headed back onto the highway. 

"Welcome To Temperance" indeed.