[ Joseph was indeed surprised, it looked like his best friend, his macho companion and lady killer, adventurous in both spirit and wardrobe had never mounted a bike in his entire life. Laaaaaaaaaame was his first thought followed by a bunch of terrible pranks he could pull off on the open road. Yeah he was going to be a dick about this, thank you very much.
What he wasn't willing to admit though was the fact that he was feeling a bit... self conscious. He didn't mind when people rode with him, but having Caesar behind him and under the present circumstances well, he had to remind himself constantly it was just a silly thing they came up with to compete with each other and God knows they've done really stupid things when it comes to show the other who's boss. So he took a deep breath and then Caesar was asking for something to hold on to-- ]
Well, you could try and trust your balance oooor-- you could just hold onto me, you moron.
[He turned his head just enough to throw him a daring look, half smirking but inside he was waiting to be rejected with a sour backhanded response, maybe even a slap on the face so he was ready for anything. He lifted the kickstand and they were finally moving, at moderate speed at first since the traffic was tricky at noon so he had to watch out, the streets in italian cities were usually so narrow he had trouble speeding but he managed most of the time, granted that half of those involved a cop chase and a ticket but if freedom had a price he'd pay for it, several times if necessary! ]
so much trouble with motorbike parts but i think i nailed it !!!
What he wasn't willing to admit though was the fact that he was feeling a bit... self conscious. He didn't mind when people rode with him, but having Caesar behind him and under the present circumstances well, he had to remind himself constantly it was just a silly thing they came up with to compete with each other and God knows they've done really stupid things when it comes to show the other who's boss. So he took a deep breath and then Caesar was asking for something to hold on to-- ]
Well, you could try and trust your balance oooor-- you could just hold onto me, you moron.
[He turned his head just enough to throw him a daring look, half smirking but inside he was waiting to be rejected with a sour backhanded response, maybe even a slap on the face so he was ready for anything. He lifted the kickstand and they were finally moving, at moderate speed at first since the traffic was tricky at noon so he had to watch out, the streets in italian cities were usually so narrow he had trouble speeding but he managed most of the time, granted that half of those involved a cop chase and a ticket but if freedom had a price he'd pay for it, several times if necessary! ]