Logia gagged. If he hadn't been slightly hung over, it wouldn't be so bad, but sadly, he had gone a little overboard trying to drink hos pain away the night before.<br/><br/>"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you did that on purpose." He said as he walked out of the front door, remembering to lock it behind him this time. "Who knew such a rigid looking guy would have a sense of humor? That'll definitely come in handy in this line of work."<br/><br/>He walked out to a large object on the street in front of the Guild Hall, covered by a tarp, which he quickly removed. Underneath, was a huge motorcycle, all silver and blue, which started emitting static electricity the moment he touched it. "I can tell you're fast, but the Recubo district is a good ten miles from here. This'll be a lot faster. They started developing these things on Dynamis a couple of years ago. They call em Quicksilvers. They run on voltaic stones, just like the airships. Anyway, hop on. Don't mind the sparks."