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A dim amber light shined on Hana's face as she and her Honda S2000 entered the streets of Tilview. A low rumble from the four cylinder, two-liter engine filled the cabin as Hana looked out at the glowing city lights that filled the streets of Tilview. Tilview was one of the hottest street racing destinations in the entire country. For those familiar with the street racing scene, it was practically impossible to not hear about the hottest street racing destination since the city of Los Angeles was invented. Constantly, there were stories of antics from Tilview being passed around like a blunt at a college party. Hana was definitely no stranger to news about this city either. Hana was informed of a meetup in some sort of airfield in this city. Being from another city, Hana decided it was time to pack it up and move on after conquering the street racing scene of her original city. 

Tilview seemed like a more appropriate challenge for her. A few days prior, Hana packed up everything she had and set her sails for Tilview. There was nothing for her in that city anymore. It was her old stomping grounds, sure, but there was no way she had any chance to grow if she kept stomping the same people over and over again. Tilview was written in the stars for Hana, and she was here to capitalize on it. Rolling down the window, the street racer could definitely hear what she identified as the sounds of various exhausts and cars. The city was still somewhat unfamiliar to her, as it would be to most newcomers, but she had a feeling she'd get the hang of the city pretty quickly.

Hana found herself on a sprawling freeway on the outskirts of the city, mysteriously empty for this time of night on this day. Not like Hana minded anyway. That just allowed her and her car to stretch her legs. Hana took a glance around, seeing various red lights head toward a large hangar of sorts. There was no doubt in her mind that was the so-called airfield that everyone gathered at. She'd found it. Now to get there. Hana shifted down, before mashing the throttle down to speed up as she made her way down the freeway. The S2000's tires chirped as it sought traction, before grabbing it and planting itself onto the ground. The next exit surely pointed her in the direction of the airfield.

Coming down a ramp and onto a long, narrow street - Hana's headlights illuminated a paved path all the way to the airfield. There weren't many cars coming down this way for whatever reason, but another quick glance around showed other cars making their way to the airfield from all sorts of different directions. There were definitely different ways to get into the airfield, but why weren't people coming down this way? Hana was curious -- perhaps she'd find out the answer later on as she got familiar with the people of Tilview. Hana only got closer to the airfield as time went on, the various headlights illuminating the airfield and the sound of exhausts got louder.

Hana eventually got onto the airfield, and she could see cars of all sorts. This racing scene was no joke. Hana could see cars of all sorts -- whether it'd be exotic cars tuned to the gills, Japanese tuners with wheels as perpendicular to the ground as possible, and trucks that were tall enough to scale small buildings. This place had it all. Hana kept her window rolled up as she found a spot to park her car, glancing around at potential competition. She'd beaten them all -- tuned supercars, muscle cars, cars lighter than an ant -- she knew how to handle it all. However, a closer look at the cars on the airfield revealed that there seemed to be cars with similar paint schemes and liveries parked close to each other. Did... they have factions here? Were there racing gangs here?

This wasn't new territory for Hana, but she definitely did not experience things to this extent. Eventually, Hana found herself a spot, closer to the middle of the airfield as she backed into the spot nestled in between a Dodge Charger Hellcat and a BMW M3. Before she got out, Hana put on her sunglasses, she knew the sheer amount of flashiness and lights here were going to be a lot to deal with. Not to mention, it helped with the amount of eyes that would inevitably be on her. If there was one thing about a group like this - they knew when someone was new, and it showed as Hana got out of the car.

[i]"Sheeeeeeesh."[/i]

[i]"Damn. I wonder if she can actually drive that thing...."[/i]





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