"I'll call it a bit more of incentive to be motivated. A thousand nuyen is one thing...you're a tad priceless, chika," Kira said, smiling. He pictured those lovely Latina chocolate breasts wrapped around his cock, just like they had not too long ago...he wanted to feel them again and knead another load of his seed into that lovely skin of hers. Not fucking up would mean fucking her after all, what other incentive did he need?<br/><br/>The elf went ahead and sent a quick message to Kelly, opening with an apology before asking for the address of the Nova Rich's hideout. He closed the message with a "sorry for the trouble" and sent it off to the dwarf. "Message sent. And sure, my storage compartment should have no trouble holding a few extra guns. I take it we'll just be taking my bike then? What about yours?" Kira only had his Remington and Warhawk and their recently bought supplies in the compartment, his Walther currently tucked in his overcoat. "Let's be on our way then."<br/><br/>Once they were at their bikes, Kira would open up the storage compartment and wait for Docca to store her things before closing it back up. "So you're the entertainer and I'm what, your bodyguard? Enforcer? Assistant?" He'd hop on his bike and whether or not Docca was sitting behind him with her hands around his waist or atop his own, he take point out of parking and drive toward the Bellevue checkpoint Kelly had told them to enter at.