<strong>Name: </strong>Ricky<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Campsite<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Finding V<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong>V<br/><br/>His spot secured (bike parked, weapon cleaned and unloaded and blanket on the ground), Ricky wandered off towards the bus, where he saw most of the slaves and raiders getting off, though he was pretty sure that Dom stayed inside. He usually did unless something caused him to come out. That didn't really matter to him, he could find Dom later if he wanted. He was looking for V.<br/><br/>Spotting her brown hair standing alone as the crowd dispersed from the bus doors, he fished the key to her handcuffs from a pocket. "Hey there hero." He said as he got closer. "Let's talk." He grabbed her by the upper arm and started walking back to where his bike was parked. "So did you have a good long time to think about how stupid it is to be a hero?" He asked her on the way, but continuing to talk, making it clear he didn't expect an answer. "I mean, I learned a while ago. Heroes die, usually some epic death. You, on the other hand, will probably die alone and forgotten after being raped by a dozen raiders in some, oh deserted rest stop for example. And you didn't even make a difference."<br/><br/>They reached Ricky's campsite, looking exactly like he had left it. "So here's my plan for the night. I'm going to fuck you. You probably won't enjoy it. But I do have an offer for you. You do this willingly, without trying to hurt or kill me or anything like that, and I won't throw you to the communal pile after I'm done like a used cloth." He started to unlock her handcuffs, speaking as he did so. "I know Lilly will be disappointed, she's had an eye on you for a while, and some of the guys too, you're better looking than most of what they've seen in a while." The handcuffs were tucked into his pocket and he walked over to lean on the seat of his bike.<br/><br/>"So do we have an agreement?"