<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Parking Lot.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second Day, Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Natsuki (m), Ryuuji (m), Natsume (m), Akiyama, Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Oil stained Harley Shirt, Old Military Field Cap.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>School finally ended, and for Biscuit it didn't come too soon. It was tiring being in a new school, but in a new school in a completely new country was exhausting. To make matters worse, his uniform shirt were a bit tight around the neck. He'll have to figure something out with that later. He did see some familiar faces over the course of the day so that was good. He saw Natsuki, He gave her a smile and wave. Greeting her warmly. He would also see Ryuuji, and shared a fist bump with him during the Lunch Period. Biscuit also saw Natsume, he worried about her since she had her episode the previous day. He only hoped she was doing better now.<br/><br/>Once the Students were dismissed to leave to either attend their clubs, or do whatever, Ben made his way back to the male dorms to change out of that choking uniform. Donning a pair of jeans, his favorite boots, a t-shirt. and his cap. He decided to do some work on his bike. He ran her hard yesterday, and didn't really do anything afterwards. Not a good way to keep an old Shovel running. So this afternoon he'll have to give Melissa a good look over.<br/><br/>Making his way down to the parking lot, Biscuit was carrying a medium sized tool bag with all the normal tools he uses to maintain his bike. Threading his way through the parking lot, he was unaware that someone was waiting on him, or watching him. As he approached the dull red bike resting on her jiffystand, he smiled. Seeing his baby girl always made him smile. Remembering warm sunny days running on back roads around his home in South Carolina, or dipping north across the state Line into North Carolina. A part of him wished he was back on those familiar sunny roads. Yet, he had to remain positive. there had to be wonderful roads here in Japan for him to explore. And with the inclusion of Natsuki's interest in riding, he may have someone that would like to go with him to try, and find these roads.<br/><br/>Ben would set the tool bag on the seat as he unzipped the top before he heard someone call out. He wasn't sure if it was to him, or someone else so he staightened up and began to look around him to see  who it was. Only to see a blonde Bombshell trotting over his way, or at least he thought it was his way. He quickly looked around for someone else in the vicinity that would warrant this beautiful girl's attention other than him. "Uh...me?" He asked while pointing at himself as she slowed to a walk, and asked if the red Shovel was his bike. She prowled around the bike with an appraising eye seemingly more interested in the bike than whatever answer he could give her. Biscuit's own eyes doing a bit of appraising as well. Nothing overt, more just glancing than anything else. This young woman was certainly beautiful. There were a lot of beautiful girls here. Though the question was, what had her interested in coming all the way over here. From the looks of it, it was his bike.<br/><br/>She quickly began to speak. Telling him it was a nice bike, even if it wasn't Japanese. Though she was sure to declare that she forgave him for that trespass. Causing Ben to quirk an eyebrow and smirk at the young woman. Some may have been offended by such an attitude, but Biscuit found it more amusing. Sure, if one took that attitude too far, it can be problematic. However, there was nothing wrong with a little rivalry, so long as it is kept friendly. "Yeah, she is mine. Her name is<em>Melissa</em>. Thanks for the compliment. I worked hard to get her looking this good. Though I still have a long way to go." He explained before she asked if he was an American. He gave a cursory glance over his outfit, and gave her a cheeky grin in return. "Was it the outfit that gave it away?" He teased.<br/><br/>The Girl would introduce herself as Amaya, and told him again that Melissa was a nice bike. She also asked that he forgive her for barging in but it was nice to see something different. "Not a all. I don't mind in the least. It is nice to see someone that appreciates machinery." Biscuit stated. "I'm Ben Stuart, but everyone calls me "Biscuit". Nice to meet you, Amaya." He stated with a warm, friendly tone before opening his tool bag. "I had to ride her pretty hard yesterday to get to here. Even though I completely missed the first day." He stated before pulling out a set of "L" Hex Keys. "I Hope you don't mind that I work while we talk. I need to look over Melissa." He explained.<br/><br/>Biscuit knelt down, and pulled the dipstick to check the oil, normally this is done while the bike was hot. However, Biscuit didn't want to run the bike just to get it hot. That was a good way to drain the battery. So he simply factored the cold temperature. "So you like Bikes?" Biscuit asked as he checked the level, and found it was a little down from yesterday. Nothing worrying, But if he takes her for a run today he'll have to check the oil and set the level.