Sitting on the roof of some office building, Rachel weighed in her options. That damn bag was still laying on the sidewalk. Without it, she would literally be left nothing except for the clothes on her back and her Stand. Oh, it'd be great to just go down and get it without any complications, but the police were drawing close. The girl was sure the authorities knew her face as the interloper that ran away from a foster home and stole a lot of shit from various counties. She couldn't risk getting caught, so she needed to be fast.

Thankfully, her Stand is all about fast.

Rachel willed Shinee to appear with a whisper of its name. The sleek, humanoid stand materialized crouching in front of her, ready to heed her every command. In this form, it emitted this faint white glow, almost like a dying LED light. [b][color=a0410d]"Hey, Shinee. Wanna go fast?"[/color][/b] It replied with several intense glows, an inanimate sound of approval. Shinee was those kind of Stands that really do care for their users' wellbeing, but also on the flipside wouldn't hesitate to pull off an insane stunt only Stands could pull off. With its approval in mind, Rachel got up and took a few steps back to get a running start. Then, with the sort of guts stuntmen would be proud of, she ran for the edge...

And jumped off the building.

She felt the air rushing through her as she let gravity take her to the ground, not quite high enough for her to reach terminal velocity. But she didn't need to be. She'd go faster than that with Shinee anyway. Again making her Stand appear, it materialized around her and shined an intense light, making her appear like a mini-sun or ball lightning. Then, with its super speed, it ran along the windows of the building, taking its user with it. It was nothing but pure adrenaline for Rachel and she loved it. As they approached the  ground, Shinee made a sharp, nigh-impossible 90-degree change in direction and soon they were rushing on the roadways of Angel Springs at the speed of sound. But at these speeds, Rachel could not see or sense anything and so left directional controls solely to Shinee. It was a smart Stand, it knew where her bag was. Hopefully.

But Rachel had nothing to worry about. As she and Shinee slowed to a stop, the state of the world returning to her wide brown eyes, she found herself sitting on the floor of a restaurant interior, her Stand bared full, standing above her...but not a bag in sight. FUCK. That man and his crew must have taken it. The clientele, though few and far between (almost empty, it seemed), looked at her with obvious shock mixed with confusion. How could they not, when to them, it was as if a ball of light sped into the restaurant and brought with it a girl out of nowhere, protected by a strange spirit? Trying to ignore the glares she was surely receiving, she awkwardly edged for the closest escape route which was...a broken window?

(Here is an entertaining [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrKMiE9WII0]video of the Ukrainian Army Band[/url] as compensation for this probably horrible post)