[color=7ea7d8][i]An APC? You have got to be kidding.[/i][/color] Lucca was grateful he decided to wear his leather jacket today-it would make it easier for his female passenger to hold onto him as he took sharp corners, shortcuts, and occaisonally raising the hovering part of the bike higher to avoid injuring the samller races that drove in equally small vehicles.

Lucca cursed again, yelling [color=7ea7d8]"No [i]shit,[/i] lass,"[/color] at the direction to not go straight. [color=7ea7d8]"You fecking think I'm new to this?"[/color] he yelled over the wind of their passage. [color=7ea7d8]"I've been doin this fer seven years!"[/color]

The bridge came up pretty soon and Lucca yelled over his shoulder at Marco.

[color=7ea7d8]"I hope ye have another vehicle stashed somewhere! My bike can't hold any more passengers."[/color]