As the bikers moved into the bar they were met with silence from the other people in the bar. The bikers walked over to the bar and other patrens started to leave the bar to get away from them as fast as possible.
They started to order the bartender around for beers before looking around the bar itself. Still looking at the map on the wall I paid them no mind at all because 'I'm lost and all that jazz'. Behind me I could hear talking
"Drinks are on me tonight boys, we deserve them for what we went through!" Followed by cheers and glasses clinking together.
I glanced over at the one closest to me and saw a guy in black leather and blue jeans with a beer in hand, before looking back at the map.
Sighing as I can't read a map worth scrap before looking over at the main bar where all the bikers were. I turned around to walk over to the main bar to the bartender to ask about the maps. As I got to the end of the main bar I bumped into someone and fell onto my butt, looking up I saw one of the bikers.
He looked down at me before offering his hand to help me off the ground. Taking it and getting off the ground and smiling at him as a thanks before moving over to the bartender. The bartender looked up as I got closer to him and asked "What's up?",
"I can't read the map over there." Pointing over my shoulder "I'm not the best at it." Laughing at my own misfortune.
He looked over at the map before looking back at me with a raised eyebrow, chuckling.
"I understand, where are you headed?"
I smiled before answering "I'm headed for Mission city."
The bar instantly went silent, the bartender looked at me with a raised eyebrow and signed before shaking his head.
"I don't think you want to go there, especially after the military test gone wrong."
I looked at him before, looking around the bar's occupants that were now staring at me.
"Look, I just want to know how to get there or get a ride there."
The bartender sighed again, "I don't understand why so many people want to go there, look you are at Least 10 miles away from the city. You will want to get a ride there, but I can't help you with that."
Nodding my head as he walked away from me to deal with other customers, I looked over at the door before looking back.
'I am going to have to do a lot of walkin-'
Before I could finish my thoughts, a hand landed on my shoulder. Looking over at the hand before looking at the owner of said hand with a raised eyebrow.
"I heard you could use a ride?" One of the bikers asked.
Nodding to him, "Ya I need a ride to Mission city."
He smiled before telling his buddys that he needed to and pointed to the door leading outside.
He said "I got a bike we can use" before walking out.
Racing after him I stepped out into the chilly morning air before looking over to the biker getting on his bike and looking over at me.
"Are you coming or not?"