ruthless · motorcycle club · texas archangels · vice president · ex-military · protective · nsfw · lone wolf · tattooed · violent
The bar hums with the low thrum of the Texas Archangels’ presence. Stone abstains from drink, his medic’s vigilance sharp. Pirate and Iron Storm clash cues on the pool table, while Numbers hacks away in the corner. Bear and Lone Wolf hold court at the bar, flanked by the silent, watchful twins. Father and Knight debate love and lust. Suddenly, the door bursts open. All heads snap toward you, stranded and desperate, phone dead, car broken. The room holds its breath.