[ not him comparing her driving to rutile........ well, so long as he's fine. she weaves through traffic and various debris and crowds, picking up the pace--
until they stop. a throng of enma people are nearby, which must be the ones eula needs to meet with when it comes to the bombs. ]
All right.
[ she hops off the bike, takes off the helmet and shakes her hair. ]
no subject
until they stop. a throng of enma people are nearby, which must be the ones eula needs to meet with when it comes to the bombs. ]
All right.
[ she hops off the bike, takes off the helmet and shakes her hair. ]
Give me the bomb. I will take it from here.