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Seshat huffed. Oh-One was already a match for her, though the fight was only beginning. She once again found herself wondering how her current battle would have gone if she were but a few centuries younger.

[quote=Justin]"... Get the power stone, both of you! I'll hold off the T1000 here!"[/quote]

Seshat nodded. She, frankly, doubted that Justin stood much chance against Oh-One on his own, but it was a noble gesture nonetheless. He had bought her some time. The only question was how much.

“I will leave this to you, then, Justin.”

Extra boosters unfolded from behind her back before firing off in unison, leaving behind a trail of white fire as she followed Oh-Seven into the air.

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Jill sped across the Arctic wastes at record speeds, her bike’s engine roaring in a way that almost sounded gleeful, as if anticipating the coming battle.

Much like its owner.

Under the mask, Justice Rider Blaze’s heart was pounding like crazy. This wasn’t just any fight, or any sort of canned plotline, she was going to [i]save the world,[/i] and she was doing it live! She was going to make history, be a [i]real[/i] hero! As long as she didn’t mess it up… But that wasn’t going to happen. Right?

The drone attached to her motorcycle let out a string of beeping noises.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Jill said. “It’s just butterflies, y’know?”

Pit Stop gave a short beep back in response.

“No, like, I’m really excited.” The Rider responded. “Just gotta psyche myself up, buddy.”

Jill lowered her head slightly and took a deep breath. She focused on that burning fire inside herself, channeling it into her persona. Most Nomads probably didn’t try to get into character, but when she did it, everything just felt easier. She turned her shaky half smile into a full-on grin.

“How about you?” Jill asked. “You holding up alright? The bike, too?” The robot beeped affirmatively as Jill made a quick check on the rest of her gear. The EX-System was fully charged, and running comfortably at its usual nine percent intake. She nodded, satisfied, and focused back on the tower.

She could make out Oh-One in the distance, fighting some other Nomads. She could handle being late. The fact that two of those other Nomads were Justin and Oh-Seven? She could deal with that too. Oh-One was the main target, here. Closing in fast, she made a ramp of light over a decently-sized snowbank and rode high into the air, tires coming down straight towards a landing on Oh-One itself.

“Hey again, Oh-One!” Jill shouted. “Did ya miss me, baby?”