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The hero’s interest piqued when Margot mentioned that she knew her. She seemed kind of familiar herself. Who was she again? It was on the tip of her tongue when the drizzle turned into a downpour… more like a horrible death storm, actually. Jill’s scarf blew every which way in the wind as Pit Stop beeped rapidly, displaying various data and updates on a flickering holographic display above the bike. She nodded. Though everyone seemed to be getting out just fine on their own, Jill got the feeling she would be needed soon. She rushed out of the stands before she struck a pose and focused.

“HENSHIN!” she shouted, becoming enveloped in a blinding flash of light for the shortest of moments before reappearing, now fully suited up with her helmet donned. Beautiful Blaze was ready to to go…

Right as the stadium started falling apart. Pit Stop quickly took control of the bike and sent it leaping over Jill’s head, smashing a large chunk of rubble just poorly enough to send a couple of fairly hefty rocks knocking against her helmet. Way to take the wind out of her sails… Pit Stop booped encouragingly.

“Right,” Jill said. “Shine on!” She couldn’t even tell if anyone was around to hear the catchphrase, though. The fog was too damn thick… That is, until she heard Brooke cry out for her.

“Present!” Jill said. “Hold tight, I’m gonna switch on my fog lights!” She swung herself on top of her bike and did just that, the high-power beam cutting under and through the fog and illuminating the ground ahead of her for a decent distance. She stared intently into the glowing eyes in the distance, and the engine purred as Jill slowly turned the bike around, cautiously searching for her friends… until she heard Brooke cry out in pain. The engine’s purr turned into a roar as she popped a wheelie and spun around, fire and lightning arcing out around her body as ki poured into the tanks of her equipment. The front tire landed back on the ground pointed in the direction of where she heard the cry, watching as the Oni emperor moved and made his speech.

She clenched her fist around the handlebar as the storms began to set in. She clenched it so hard that it looked like it might come clean off. Whatever truce some assholes broke didn’t justify this asshole hurting innocents. Her glare was threatening to burn holes straight through her helmet, but thankfully her expression remained hidden. Right as she was about to rush him and smack him in the face with her bike, Pit Stop beeped quietly.

She opened her mouth to tell the drone off before simply sighing quietly. He was right. She wasn’t too familiar with the Oni, but she knew enough history to know that things had the potential to get far worse before they got better if this escalated any further. This was way bigger than her and she needed to swallow her pride, at least for now. She dismounted her bike, the roar fading back to a gentle purr as she started walking towards the emperor with her hands partially raised. She stopped in front of him, looking up to meet his gaze while altering her posture to a more official stance with her arms at her sides, to the point that you wouldn’t have guessed that she wanted to beat the shit out of him just a little while ago.

“Emperor Daichi of the Oni clan,” Jill said politely. “My name is Beautiful Blaze, Justice Rider Number 99, AKA Jill Breicen. Please forgive my ignorance, but though I was uninformed of any transgressions against your people, if you are willing to cooperate I will make sure those responsible are brought to justice. Though I am prepared to use force, in the interest of preventing further bloodshed and on behalf of the people of Japan, I ask that you please consider further negotiations!” She continued to stare into his eyes, her expression refusing to falter even under her helmet. Part of her thought that it was only right to try to avoid further conflict. Part of her also thought this was probably the stupidest, most reckless thing she's ever done. Well, if he decided to squash her right then and there, at least no one could say that she didn’t try...