[b]Vivian Everett[/b]

Glancing over her shoulder, Vivian was pleased to see that her hammer had effectively locked the monster in place by the force of gravity. But it was not dead, and if it could stand up to that then it could probably take all her attacks short of Meteor Strike. Which wasn't exactly something that she was going to break out in the middle of the highway.

"Well hanging out by the police isn't exactly my idea of a good time," Vivian muttered as she received the message telling her where to go. "But I guess I can make an exception." Hopefully they wouldn't turn her in, or stick up for her if one of the actual cops noticed. Or something. 

Revving the engine, she made a sharp turn as she headed in the general direction of where she remembered the police bar to be. Those girls had better not be too busy, because she was not going to turn around just because they weren't. For a moment she actually felt pretty cool, riding on a motorcycle while swinging a hammer like a paperweight. Then she remembered that she was in her mid thirties, fleeing from a monster that by all rights she should have been able to smoke when she was in her prime. 

She hated being older. 

The creature rapidly closing in reminded her that she needed to focus, and she leaned forward with her hammer extended behind her, drawing closer to her destination. Hopefully they weren't too busy, because she was coming in hot.