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Capsule 002 💊 (Video)

[Good morning Nonah/Heropa/De Chima/etc. residents. Hope you've been enjoying it, because you'll need something to buffer here. Kaneda's already outside, lounging on his bike with his feet kicked up, hands behind his head and looking at the sky. Kaneda, you couldn't look more bored if you tried.]

So I guess I'm supposed to give you guys traffic updates or something. And you know me--I've got a burning desire to be an upstanding citizen.

[He turns his communicator about 30 degrees to the left, showing a patch of empty road that his bike was parked next to. Insert the cliche tumbleweed for some added aesthetic.]

Whooooooo-oooo! Brutal out there, guys! Stay safe!

[Okay, even he can't hide his smirk anymore.]

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[She's in her armor, and the sun is glinting just so off her visor to prevent him from being able to properly see her face.]

What, can't handle a little traffic?

[Oh, hello there. He's not sure who this is, aside from a nagging feeling at a familiar voice, but...

This person looks ready to race.]

More like concerned for the citizens, you know? What can I say--I've got an open heart.

I don't think we've been introduced~ I'm Kaneda.

[Well. That hadn't been an intended effect. Maybe the makeup really had made that much of a difference? Oh well. This could be fun.

You can't see it but somehow you can probably tell she's smirking.]

Concern for the citizens? Or for the paint job? Can't have you busting up that pretty bike, after all.

Hey, now let's not split hairs, right? Who says you have to have one but not the other?

[A hand goes over his heart.]

Remember, I'm an Upstanding citizen now.

[He laughs, tilting his head back slightly.]

So what's with the getup? Got a race to get to?

[What a drama queen.

She shifts her weight, head tilted to the side, considering.]

Maybe if there were anyone here worth racing. My usual speedsters are at work.

[What can he say? He knows how to play a part.

Which right now, includes that smile splitting his face.]

Well you're in luck, beautiful. Because my schedule just cleared up.

[Ugh.]

Are you sure?

De Chima streets aren't going to be as safe as your little post there.

De Chima?

[A toss of his hair.]

I know my way around those streets.

[Mostly, anyway.]

Not nearly as well as I do.

[Streets, sidewalks, rooftops. Literally everywhere she can fit.]

Sounds like a challenge to me.

[C'mon, Gogo, leave him in the dust. He wants to see this confidence in action.

And he's itching for some competition.]

You mean you're not here yet? How is that in any way a challenge?

[Oh she plans to. She is way too wired right now.]

[Oh no, he likes your attitude, girl.

Snapping his goggles on, he slides back into his seat and hits the buttons on his interface, the handles practically bouncing up into his hands.

From there, the feed clicks off, because there's no sense in keeping it on while driving PETER JASON QUILL.

But when he gets to De Chima, he skids to a stop, looking around for any sign of the mysterious racer woman. Because...well, she's good at getting his attention.]

[If he wasn't already in De Chima, then there were only two ways he could get there. Either the porter or the main highway entrance. She's betting the porter, if he has any intention of racing her today.

So she camps herself outside the porter building; sitting on a rail across the street, ignoring the looks from the natives walking past. She had a drink in hand, the straw bent under the visor, and casually sips while she waits.

She honestly expects Kaneda to recognize her once he sees her. He can't be that oblivious.]

[It's rude to drive out of a building, right? Right. And he wants to make a good first impression. Not that...a guy in bright traffic cone orange is any less subtle.

He stumbles out, dusting off his jacket as he walks his way out, tugging on his gloves to make sure they're good and on.

And..well, even Kaneda can spot her out in the open.]

Hey!

[Cue him hurrying over, almost walking straight into traffic to do it. NEVER STAND BETWEEN KANEDA AND THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROAD, CARS.]

You came to meet me and everything, huh.

[The flat sound of drawing on a nearly empty drink.]

Happened to be around.

[There is so much judgment at him right now. What a loser, walking out into traffic like that. She's wondering if this was a good idea. Sure, he SAID he's a racer, and definitely had the interest when they met a couple weeks ago, but...no one could be this dumb.

Her discs are locked together against her back, so she's sitting here without any sort of visible transportation either.]

I hope you're not planning on running this race.

[Wow okay in his defense if you saw you, you'd do the same thing.]

Lucky I caught you, then.

His hand moves quickly to the bar she's leaning against, the other held up, forefinger and thumb put together.]

Noooooot quite.

[He snaps his fingers, and the bike materializes right on the road, perfectly parked and everything.]

Easier to carry this way, you know?

[Well shit, she's actually impressed. That's a pretty handy power.

She hops off the rail, consequently further away from Kaneda, and tosses her cup in the trash. Still not making any move to reveal any kind of bike of her own.]

Good. Would you like a head start, Kaneda?

[It's his favourite one, as a matter of fact. But when she moves, so does he, walking over to his bike and gripping one of the handlebars.

Although...he takes a look around, wondering just where her bike is.

There weren't any in sight.]

Head start?

[You'd think you'd asked him to spawn a second head.]

Handicapping me already? That's cold, babe.

First off: not your babe. Second? Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

[She'd been practicing fast deploy on the magnets, and in a matter of seconds the single disc on her back became two wheels on the ground, Gogo levitating between them with an ease that shouldn't be possible. Like she lives on these magnets more often than not.

She throws him a salute and kicks off in a tight circle to dash down the street, weaving between traffic. She stays slow enough to give him the opportunity to keep sight of her, at least.]

[He's about to respond with something sassy, maybe a one liner. But before he can even start the sentence, the disc flies off her back and onto her feet, eyes snapping wide under those goggles.

Something told him that this wasn't just a bike race.]

[And with that salute, she's off making a beeline down the street.

Just like that.

Okay, OKAY that was pretty cool. (And hot. Temperatures fluctuating everywhere).]

[Okay, hormones back to stable levels. He's got a race to win.

With a single flip of a switch and his feet kicking up, the green electricity jolts around his bike's wheels as they burn rubber beneath him, immediately taking off in her direction.

Now this is what he could get into--his bike picks up speed as he gets closer to her, angling his turns at just the right moment to keep his speed as he drifts. She was good--really good.

With a rev of his handles, he picks up speed, weaving in and out of the cars like nothing, finally gaining some ground on her.]

[She takes a corner on an arc, her momentum driving her partway up a wall, and she twists so she's skating backwards, taking the chance to see how far back he is.

She pleasantly surprised to see him already gaining ground. Several drivers were shaking fists out their windows at them for weaving in amongst them, and she grins behind her visor. He wasn't just talk.

This was going to be fun.

Kicking back down to the street, facing forward again, she readies the magnets on her wrist armor. She's going to need some tight maneuvering to keep ahead of that bike without pushing herself to her limit.

At least the route is readily straight forward. It won't be hard for Kaneda to pick up that she's sticking to the main road through the city. She doesn't have much of a path in mind, but then what kind of street racers would they be if they were defined by lines?]

[She's not the only one impressed. While not a bike, what she had...dare he say? Was just as good. And you're talking to the number one bike fanboy here. All that talk she put on earlier was just as legit, and as he makes another turn to follow, his bike lights trail along after him like the tail end of a kite.

Winning or not, this was a nice change of pace from the usual. Not that he would give her an easy time. Kicking his speed a little more, his turns are a little haphazard, but Kaneda seems unphased by it as he weaves around a car to keep pace.

Either way, he certainly won't turn down the main highway of the city--it had the most action, and the least turns. All the better to really judge your speed.

Give him your best, Gogo.]

[Asking for her best is like asking for trouble.

He keeps up with her though, and she whoops as she cuts around a bus at the sheer thrill of racing someone who can't outpace her in seconds without trying. She likes Kid Flash, she really does, but this? This is nice. She understands his own excitement.

When she comes back into view on the other side of the bus, two more smaller wheels had detached from the face of the larger, and now hovered in place over her wrists. She tilts her head to glance at Kaneda over her shoulder and swerves towards a four wheeler waiting to turn. At the last second she twists so her body is nearly horizontal, one wrist to the ground for balance, and slides under the truck with a wave to him.

Catch me, she taunts wordlessly.]

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