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Seshat fired a burst of bullets that collided uselessly against one of the pieces of road that had been flung into the air. She growled. There were far too many Nomads here now, enough to scare these three off before they had even been noticeably harmed. Especially troubling, considering they were affiliated with the ever-elusive MIRAGE…

She smirked, as if she had just gotten a joke.

There was no time for distractions, however. Perhaps it was wise to hang back. The others would give chase, but if they got away regardless, they might be easy enough to track, especially if they were wounded…

But she was not letting them get away without some trouble. Her missile pods unfolded from her back, and she waited for them to finish locking on before firing one, two, and three missiles in sequence towards the fleeing robots.

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Jill popped a wheelie and turned tail as soon as she saw the explosion, just barely escaping the radius. Jasmine slowed to a hover next to her, having finally caught up.

[color=DarkViolet]”So what’s going on?”[/color] The witch asked, doing slow loops around her sister.

[color=LightSeaGreen]”MIRAGE, if Oh-Seven’s right.”[/color]

[color=Tomato]”Well they’re gettin’ away!”[/color] Beelzebub flapped onto the scene with renewed stamina.

[color=LightSeaGreen]”Well, I sure ain’t giving up without a good chase. You got a ride, Lucas?”[/color] She kept her arm outstretched to pull him on board behind her. It was time to show her sister how to drive.

Jill didn’t like to admit it, but her strength definitely wasn’t where it was before Antarctica. Her driving on the other hand? Untouched. Flawless. World-class.

[i]Legendary.[/i]

It was in her blood, and she trained hard. She rolled out at insane speeds and effortlessly weaved her way through traffic, past pedestrians, through streets and alleyways, her knowledge of the city supplemented by the occasional bit of gps data from Pit Stop. Jasmine could only barely hope to follow along. Still, it wasn’t quite enough to catch up to her targets. She tapped the dashboard as she swerved hard across an intersection.

[color=LightSeaGreen]”You got your plane ready to go, Izzy?”[/color]

[i][color=Silver]”It took a good beating… Still have to grab it out of the shop.”[/color][/i] The voice seemed a bit withdrawn, like he was focusing on something.

[color=LightSeaGreen]”Would’ve made this a lot easier. Any other way you can help out?[/color]

[i][color=Silver]”I’m keeping an eye on the situation. I’ll be ready to step in.”[/color][/i]

[color=LightSeaGreen]”Alright. Well, we got Lucas down here too, you should come say hi.”[/color]

There was a pause.

[i][color=Silver]”Just focus on the mission, Rider.”[/color][/i]

Jill huffed as she sped past another biker. He seemed so damn distant these days it was hard not to be a little wound up over it. She knew he was relapsing with all his issues but…

She took a deep breath. Focus on the mission…