I want to ride my...

[carryaparadox]

Alanna slowly opened the door, and stepped out onto... a racetrack? She guessed that was what it was... she'd only seen a picture in a textbook once upon a time, so...

She scratched her head at the winding track of asphalt, and at the dirt track off to its right. The dirt track had jumps and bumps in it, and looked rather challenging. She looked

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[dantenoakuma]

*He goes into the...well racetrack and was stunned for a moment.*

Man this place gets weirder and weirder....*He looks to see the shiny vehicles.*

.....Alright! *goes over to check the bikes out*

[carryaparadox]

"...I've never seen these in real life," Alanna said, looking over the different motorcycles with a perplexed look.

[dantenoakuma]

Really? these doesn't exist at your home? * Get on the shiny red bike and checks out the gadgets. *

[carryaparadox]

"Not anymore..." She reaches over him to fiddle with the mirror.

[moiraforsythe]

The red one was here. It was time to meet him and see... if she yet had a job to do. But then her eyes panned over to the gear, and the motorcycles.

The beautiful, beautiful motorcycles.

She crammed a helmet on her head and flipped down the visor, and then put on knee and elbow pads. She then picked out a black Ducati Superbike and revved it up with a grin, fangs flashing.

[teh_blue_blur]

*He opens the door and sees the racetrack. He couldn't back down because racing is so his game. He starts to run to the track and quickly passed Moria. *

Oh, it's on.

[moiraforsythe]

She was passed by a blue blur of... something. "Oh fuck you, asshole," she says, kicking away from the rack. Her tires squealed as she burned out, going from 0 to 60 really damn fast. And then she was flying down the racetrack at what... 150, 160 miles an hour, gliding with the curves gracefully. She leaned so far over it looked almost like she was laying down- and her elbow and knee did touch- but she didn't crash.

Bring it!

[teh_blue_blur]

* Still running around the course and casually running. He's enjoying his run and was glad that he's no longer going in corners in the hotel hallways. He turns around to see a speeding bike. * ( Huh?...a bike? )