Making sure Arya's arms were securely around her waist, the act of which sent a strange thrill down her spine, O-Ren revved the engine and let the bike roar out onto the street. The citizens were easily avoided, and though she knew that they should probably have helmets, there was something to be said for the wind in her hair.
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Date: 2009-10-07 02:30 am (UTC)Not far now.
"Keep watch for it," she called over the noise.