❝ and when i know you're safe and dreaming, my escape plans in full swing. ❞

[isomorphology]

Who: isomorphology and YOU!
What: Quorra is riding around Promenade out on a drive.
Where: All over Promenade! Just list in the header or comment where you're at.
When: 8/30 Night
Warnings: Absolutely none at the moment! Feel free to comment as brackets or prose, I'll switch to whatever you'd like.

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[detectivegenius]

Tim has the same idea, only he doesn't have a bike to get him around. So he's dressed up in his Red Robin get up, swinging around the city and looking for something to do. He knows that some people might recognize him but when you're hanging around literally by a grappling hook, wearing more streamlined clothes works better.

He spots someone down below, riding a... Is that a motorcycle? It's nothing like one he's ever seen before.

Tim drops down next to the person when they're stopped at a light.]

Nice bike.

[isomorphology]

[ Her head turned towards the masked man, head tilting slightly. She nodded once. ]

Thanks. It's called a light cycle. [ And given it was night, teneka was in effect, so there was no distortion of her voice from her helmet. ]

[detectivegenius]

Where did you get it from, if you don't mind my asking? [He's genuinely curious, looking over the design now that he's closer.]

[isomorphology]

Oh, I dreamed it up. [ Quorra sat up on the bike, the back folding off her frame as she cut the engine, letting him look at it. She hadn't seen anything like the Grid since she came to the city, so she always let people admire it. ]

It comes from where I'm from. The Grid.

[detectivegenius]

Dreamed it... up...? [Forgive him if he sounds a little skeptical. He does admire it though. It looks streamlined and also just plain cool. Hey, he can be a teenager at times too.]

Never heard of a place called the Grid.

[isomorphology]

[ She laughed. ] It's okay. I didn't believe it at first either.

You just think about something from home and it'll show up. That's how I brought my light cycle here. And, most people haven't heard of the Grid.

[detectivegenius]

It's really that simple? [Tim doesn't look entirely convinced just yet... but this place is a dream world, from what he's learned about it. Really, nothing's impossible.]

[isomorphology]

Yup!

[detectivegenius]

Hnn.

[Tim stills for a moment, closing his eyes and thinking about his motorcycle, the Redbird. It's not hard for him to focus his thoughts... and when he opens his eyes, there it is.

He can't help but grin, running a hand over the handlebars.] Interesting.

[He'll just have to tell himself it's like being inside the Unternet.]

[isomorphology]

[ Quorra smiles, sitting on her light cycle still, looking over the opposing bike. ]

What's it called?

[detectivegenius]

The Redbird. It's not the same model or even vehicle as the first one but... figured it was still a fitting name. [He swings a leg over and climbs on, revving it to life.]

[isomorphology]

[ Her smile brightens into a grin at the sound of it. It's like Sam's Ducati, but still different. ]

[detectivegenius]

[Tim pauses for a moment, then smirks a little.] I don't suppose I could interest you in a race?

[isomorphology]

If you think you can win.

[detectivegenius]

Only one way to find out. But I'm pretty confident.

[isomorphology]

[ She grins, her helmet folding around her face again as she turns to face the road, the light cycle humming with life. ]