"Never been better." he assured her, reaching into his pocket, and pulling out a pair of expensive-looking shades. "Don't worry about me, I used to drive like this before... In college, when I was too broke to get a helmet. Besides, the passenger goes first!" One glance of his eyes, now hidden behind the black sunglasses, and he started the motorbike.<br/><br/>It roared like a wild predator, and started vibrating with a mechanical hum. His gloved hands gripped around the handles, and it moved, at first making a small circle in the parking lot, and gradually sped up as they drove forth, away from the hotel. At first, they were going slowly, and yet his shirt and hair was already billowing behind him.<br/><br/>"Tell me which way to go, Abigail!" he called out over his shoulder, right after driving off onto the main road.