[b][color=#63C732]Gin Silti[/color][/b]

The young Slizorian was head deep into the engine of his Ark Gear, Stinger-Six. The green skinned alien was covered in black gunk as he flushed out of the vehicle’s engine. Like he had made clear, he wanted to fully go over his Ark Rider before his debut race. Fortunately, besides the backup of engine gunk, Stinger-Six was in good working condition. That made Gin feel good as he pulled his head out of the engine.

The lizard boy grabbed a nearby rag and began to wipe the gunk off his face. Unfortunately, the gunk was extra thick, the rag doing little to pick it up. Frustrated, Gin threw the cloth away. He figured he probably needed a shower. But before he could see if there was a shower near the stadium, a camera drone entered the garage, flying directly in front of Gin.

On top of the drone was a hologram of a man, who began to speak, “Gin Silti. The young Slizorian underdog. We missed you in the last race, what happened?”

[color=#63C732]“Well,”[/color] Gin paused, deciding to not talk trash about Gaelok Industries, [color=#63C732]“We had some issues with my Ark Gear. But every-”[/color]

He was cut off by the hologram, “So you’re saying there is something wrong with your Ark Gear? Will you be able to do the next race, or will you blow up in the middle?”

[color=#63C732]“Ummm, what? Is that a real question? Of course I won’t blow up. Stinger-Six is fine,”[/color] Gin said while being a little flustered.

“Then why are you covered in engine fluid? Is there something wrong with your engine? Can the public expect to see Stinger-Six to go up in flames?”

[color=#63C732]“Are you serious? Are you even a real reporter? What station are you with?”[/color]

“Of course I’m a real reporter. I’m Chester Klines with Mevalo True News Now, or MTNN to our fans. Number one in Mevalo city.”

[color=#63C732]“Well I haven’t heard of you guys,”[/color] Gin stated, [color=#63C732]“Now if you would please let me get ready for the race.”[/color]

Gin pushed the drone away as he began to exit the garage. The machine tried to follow him as Chester began to ask another question, but they were blocked by a small group of Gaelok Industries technicians. Gin was glad for that as he left the garage.

[color=#63C732]“Damn reporters,”[/color] Gin hissed.

Pulling out his comm pad, he messaged his manager Jim Valerian if there was anyway to have a shower at the stadium. While Gin was very excited about the race, he was less excited at the prospect of doing it while covered in engine fluid.