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[The Black Rider speeds through the streets as usual. She's rounding the corner near the clock tower when the bike suddenly careens out of control, skidding on the icy street. Her landing could have been worse if not for the snow, which halts the motorcycle and cushions Celty's fall. Her watch has fallen, and upon hitting the ground, it's snapped open not far from her.
Slowly she pushes herself up from the snow, shaking her helmeted head.]
(...what was that..?)
[She raises a hand hesitantly to her chest, but the pain that had shot through her is gone. Her helmet tilts quizzically, but eventually she gets to her feet, brushing off the snow before she steps over to see to her poor motorcycle.]
Slowly she pushes herself up from the snow, shaking her helmeted head.]
(...what was that..?)
[She raises a hand hesitantly to her chest, but the pain that had shot through her is gone. Her helmet tilts quizzically, but eventually she gets to her feet, brushing off the snow before she steps over to see to her poor motorcycle.]