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WHO: Charlie and Damian
WHERE: All over the streets of the City.
WHEN: Sometime during the weekend at night?
WARNINGS: Teenagers, rugbats and motorcycles.
SUMMARY: Charlie and Damian have a motorcycle race!
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Charlie hadn't used her motorcycle much in the last few months. It had reminded her of Helena, and frankly it was much slower than her normal means of travel. But after having used it to bother Steph when she moved away (her motorcycle kept 'winding up' in Steph's bed every day) she'd driven it around a bit and remembered just how much fun it could be!
So sometime after 1 AM, she was flying down an empty side street on the bright blue motorcycle Helena had given her, cape flapping along behind her.
She slid to a stop at a red light that was pretty much deserted except for her, balancing the bike with one foot as she listened to the city. There was crime going on somewhere, she was sure, and...
Oh hey, another motorcycle engine. At least, she thought it was. Or a car that made terrible noises, she supposed. After a couple seconds of thinking about it, she ducked through the light, turning a corner and racing towards the sound.
WHERE: All over the streets of the City.
WHEN: Sometime during the weekend at night?
WARNINGS: Teenagers, rugbats and motorcycles.
SUMMARY: Charlie and Damian have a motorcycle race!
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Charlie hadn't used her motorcycle much in the last few months. It had reminded her of Helena, and frankly it was much slower than her normal means of travel. But after having used it to bother Steph when she moved away (her motorcycle kept 'winding up' in Steph's bed every day) she'd driven it around a bit and remembered just how much fun it could be!
So sometime after 1 AM, she was flying down an empty side street on the bright blue motorcycle Helena had given her, cape flapping along behind her.
She slid to a stop at a red light that was pretty much deserted except for her, balancing the bike with one foot as she listened to the city. There was crime going on somewhere, she was sure, and...
Oh hey, another motorcycle engine. At least, she thought it was. Or a car that made terrible noises, she supposed. After a couple seconds of thinking about it, she ducked through the light, turning a corner and racing towards the sound.