Ride on

[Ikon]

As his eyes parted and the noon day sun shone through the hotel window, Miguel struggled to come to grips with the ache in his head. The fact that this was not a new sensation did nothing to lessen the discomfort. As long as the Theurge could remember, his spirit dreams were always accompanied by a severe hangover. This morning seemed to be one of the worst.

Despite the distraction Miguel deftly rolled out of bed, careful not to wake the kinfolk from the night before. He had won her two nights ago in a bet with a Fianna who's ego was bigger than his brain, which wasn't saying much. As fun as she was, the last thing the Uktena was looking for was an Old Lady.

Once dressed he dropped a twenty for cab fare, on the counter before heading out. When the Door opened Miguel found that his hangover could indeed get worse.

'Ay Chingao' He thought wincing as his field of vision turned white. He put his shades on and made his way to the office, paid his bill and grabbed coffee. All the while one concept pervaded the Theurge's mind. Mammoth, Why?

Once his head cleared ever so slightly he wrapped himself around Princess and kick started her, letting the pleasant and familiar rumble of the Bike focus him. He eased her onto the road towards the I-25 North exit. What ever the hell the spirit dream wanted him to figure out, he had no idea, but one way or the other the answer lay in Seattle and that's where he headed.

If the ringing in his head hadn't distracted him so much, he might have noticed the gut feeling that what lay ahead for him in Seattle was a shitstorm waiting to happen.

[Ikon]

------------------ A week Later---------------------

Miguel sat at the patio of the Las Margaritas on Broadway enjoying the last beer in the bucket. Pulling out his phone he dialed a familiar number.

'¿Oye Toño, que onda?"

'Mas o menos, Estoy aburrido!' Antonio exclaimed hoping that the wait was over.

'Bueno, Bueno Carnale. Grab the truck, the spare bikes y los cuetes. head on up. ' Miguel said happy to talk to his Primo again.

'¿Nando y Benito tambien?'

'Si, los todos!' He knew it would take a few days for the Primos to make it all the way up.' When you get to Portland give me a ring so we can talk about the safest way in.'

After Hanging up Stryx began to lay out the details in his head of how things might go down with the surrounding Caerns. the shit would soon hit the fan and he wanted to be prepared for anything when it did.