<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Rachel Bianchi</span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Rebecca_cropped.jpg)</div><br/>There was not another soul in sight for the whole first half an hour of her trek over to the town. So it wasn’t surprising that she had heard Tychus approaching a long time before he reached her. His motorcycle made enough noise to wake people three towns over. So by the time he reached her, she was already waiting by the side of the road.<br/><br/>She ignored his inquiry into her sexual relationship with the old man and instead just addressed his offer of a ride.<strong> “You really think it’s wise to ride in there making enough ruckus to attract anything in a three mile radius? There’s no idea of knowing who or what is hiding in that town. Just how did one so reckless survive for this long?” </strong>She asked him in a neutral tone, even though her words would be interpreted as harsh nonetheless. Rachel did not care, there was no point in sugar-coating things, not with the world gone to hell.<br/><strong><br/>“However, since you’ve announced our arrival anyway, I suppose I could save myself the trouble of walking the last bit.” </strong>She swung her legs over the back of the bike and put the two backpacks behind her. She slipped her arms around his torso to hold on.<strong>“Well? What are you waiting for? I’d like to get there sooner rather than later.”<br/></strong>