3rd battle ✘ video
[The camera focuses on what appears to be one of Death City's many streets. You can't really see who's behind the camera, but you can see a motorbike; the front wheel, at least. The low purr of the engine can be heard in the background for a few seconds, before the biker decides she's had enough of this bullshit and just starts accelerating already.
What follows next is something that might as well have been pulled out of a Hollywood action movie, minus the explosions: a bike racing at breakneck speed, only miraculously avoiding to hit the occasional obstacle on the road. The biker laughs-- it's a woman, although her laughter is more like a machine gun stutter than your typical girly laughter-- and then goes silent again, although that might as well have been the sound of the engine muffling everything else.
Ten minutes after the race starts, the bike finally comes to a halt, tires screeching against the pavement. War reaches for the camera and turns it around, so that it finally shows most of the bike, and comes to focus on her leather clad body.]
Have you enjoyed the show, Death City?
[The voice is muffled; she still has her crimson biker helmet on, although her hands are reaching up to remove it. As it comes off, her auburn hair cascades down her shoulders, and her eyes-- a startling shade of orange-- narrow slightly in defiance. Those of you on the Watch will recognize her as Carmine Zuigiber, the zone leader of the Entertainment/Red Light district along with Genesis Rhapsodos.]
I'm looking for a challenger; racing is no fun if you have no one else to compete against. If you think you've got what it takes, meet me at the Bitch's Brew Bar.
[With one final smirk and a wink at the camera, the transmission ends.]
((ooc: To make things easier in terms of timelines, let's consider this happens around dinner time. XD))
What follows next is something that might as well have been pulled out of a Hollywood action movie, minus the explosions: a bike racing at breakneck speed, only miraculously avoiding to hit the occasional obstacle on the road. The biker laughs-- it's a woman, although her laughter is more like a machine gun stutter than your typical girly laughter-- and then goes silent again, although that might as well have been the sound of the engine muffling everything else.
Ten minutes after the race starts, the bike finally comes to a halt, tires screeching against the pavement. War reaches for the camera and turns it around, so that it finally shows most of the bike, and comes to focus on her leather clad body.]
Have you enjoyed the show, Death City?
[The voice is muffled; she still has her crimson biker helmet on, although her hands are reaching up to remove it. As it comes off, her auburn hair cascades down her shoulders, and her eyes-- a startling shade of orange-- narrow slightly in defiance. Those of you on the Watch will recognize her as Carmine Zuigiber, the zone leader of the Entertainment/Red Light district along with Genesis Rhapsodos.]
I'm looking for a challenger; racing is no fun if you have no one else to compete against. If you think you've got what it takes, meet me at the Bitch's Brew Bar.
[With one final smirk and a wink at the camera, the transmission ends.]
((ooc: To make things easier in terms of timelines, let's consider this happens around dinner time. XD))