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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 17, 2012 3:59:34 GMT
The scene opens to an airport terminal, people rushing to leave, creating a crowd of people scrambling all around the area in front of the terminal. Thankfully, Torema was able to get out of it and retrieve his luggage without any trouble. A voice appeared over the loudspeaker, saying that a grey Honda VT Shadow Sabre has been removed from flight 207, the plane Torema was just on. He began to run towards the front gate, arriving to see airport workers bring his bike right in front of the gate. "I take it this is your bike, kid?" said one of the workers. "You definitely look like the type to have this kind of bike." Ignoring this, Torema strapped on his helmet and got on the bike, revving the bike's engine. He drove onto the road leading into London, thinking of what Archimedes told him to do. Find Riders 1 and 2. Join the Rider Army. He began to wonder how he would find them. London was a big place, not to mention the number of countries Europe was home to. He then recieved a call, parked his bike at the side of the road, and pulled out his cellphone, answering it. "Hello?" "Greeting J, have you tested out your new powers yet?" "Archimedes? How'd you get my phone number?" "I am an envoy of the Creator, J. I know everything that I must. I've arranged for you a place to stay while you're in Europe. There's a hotel nearby, I wan't you to talk to the manager. Tell him I sent you, he'll know what room to give you." "Wait, how will I know who the manager is? Archimedes? Dammit, he must've hung up." He put his phone away and began to drive back onto the road towards the hotel.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 18, 2012 7:38:50 GMT
Jane had booked in advance and was on her way to her hotel, enjoying the sun on her back. As she turned past Trey, it became apparant she was having too much sun on her back. Spluttering, her bike came to a stop and she hastily pulled it over.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 18, 2012 12:36:49 GMT
Torema, trying to think of how he would know where and who the hotel manager was, saw a young woman pass him by, her bike beginning to die out on her. He stopped his bike, putting the windshield on his helmet up, and saying "Hey, you alright?"
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 18, 2012 23:14:36 GMT
"Apparantly not." Jane sighed, flipping up her visor. She got off of her bike, pulling the key out of ignition. She looked over her bike, but she soon realised she knew nothing.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 18, 2012 23:18:38 GMT
Torema easily saw that the woman had no idea whats wrong with her bike. "Mind If I take a look, see whats wrong with it?"
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 18, 2012 23:21:02 GMT
"Go ahead." She murmured, motioning to him. She took a step back.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 18, 2012 23:25:23 GMT
Torema stepped off of his bike, removing his helmet. He walked over to the womans bike, crouching down as he began to inspect it. "Man, this thing's seen better days. You ever get this bike tuned up?"
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 18, 2012 23:29:54 GMT
"No." She confessed. "It's been carted around the world for a year or so now, but I haven't bothered yet."
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 18, 2012 23:33:55 GMT
"That explains how it died on you." Torema stood, walking towards his bike, but as he picked up his helmet, his sense of right and wrong kicked in, causing him to turn around and say "If you want, I can give you a ride to the nearest hotel."
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 18, 2012 23:43:37 GMT
She shook her head. "I've already got a reservation at a hotel nearby." She told him. "Do you know where I could find a mechanic around here?" She asked.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 18, 2012 23:55:45 GMT
"Nah, I'm kinda new to these parts of the world, just got off the plane today."
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 19, 2012 0:00:18 GMT
"Touring?" She asked, smiling.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 19, 2012 0:06:27 GMT
"Kinda." said Torema, hesitating a little bit. He couldn't tell her about the real reason he was there, for Torema feared that if he told her, she would become a target for the Psycho Riders. He couldn't live with that on his conscience.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 19, 2012 1:19:51 GMT
"What are you doing, then?" She asked.
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Post by Torema "Trey" Isaka on May 19, 2012 1:32:30 GMT
Torema began to worry that the woman was starting to get suspicious, and quickly said "Look, how about I just say I'm here on business and leave it at that?"
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