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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 4:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 6:57 pm
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Koji shook his head about the on going conversation and simply mounted on the bike. "How could Ryuu get hurt just by doing an errand? I aint going to run over the guy." He wore his helmet which pretty much blended with the bike's midnight black color. "So we take the subway huh? Better than these crowded roads." Helping Hana up the bike, he handed her another helmet before gunning the bike's Testastretta Evoluzione engines. "Let's go."
The streets connecting Koji's home and the next intersection was like a roller coaster ride, with 3 to 4 hills to navigate on. A zombie happens to be at the tip of the 1st hill, mindlessly walking back and forth. When he heard the muffled noises of the bikes, he faced that direction and let out a moan. Before he could even grab on to it, the front wheels of Koji's bike smashed through his face, sending the undead flying down hill. Like a biker gang, the 1st group kept close together in formation, keeping as less distance from each other as much as possible. It was an unavoidable topic but Koji suddenly blurted in a voice as low as possible. "Hana, isnt this a bad time to be wearing a skirt?" He asked as the bike shot up the 2nd hill and caught air for a good 2 seconds before landing on the pavement once more.
A few kilometers later, the group reached the intersection. On the left corner was an old stairway down to the subway blocked by old wood. Koji simply ran over it and drove down the stairs. The group stopped at the edge of the tracks for a quick break. "Everyone okay?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 6:58 pm
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Naoki let out a breath when the other group departed. "Guess it's just us," she said, eying those who had been left. She had been spacing out a lot lately. She shook her head, then noticed that Rikka was tugging at her pants. There was a gun on the floor.
"Oh, Rikka! That gun was for me? I'm sorry for not paying attention..." So many things on my mind... "...but it's okay now!" Naoki said as cheerfully as possible, swinging the little girl up into the air before setting her down again. She picked up the gun and made for her room, Rikka in tow. "After I keep this, let's go wash you up, yeah? Then you can nap while we wait for the others to come back."
I should gear up too, so when they return I'll be ready, Naoki thought.
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 7:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 7:39 pm
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