"Hey, I avoided the irradiated stuff didn't I?" Tinker shot back over the roar of the wind as she revved the bike up to the tune of the bikes with their tumblers turning over behind them, stifled at least momentarily by the sound of thunder at the lightning bomb cast about.<br/><br/>It required more effort than usual, and Vesper felt it drain some of her energy from her, briefly blurring her vision until she shook her head clear, but it had an effect at least.  While it didn't put down most of them - it was really more difficult to cast in this area with such a background count (OOC: magical radiation basically, interferes with spellcasting), so it wasn't quite the bomb she wished, but it was enough to take out the three in front, their bikes crashing in a way so as to block the path against the shells of old cars.  They wouldn't be following at least, and a quick whipping around a corner got them out of the firing line, for now at least.<br/><br/>Luckily the next five minutes or so at positively breakneck speeds through the CZ were less problematic, coming to a near-screeching halt right in front of an abandoned supermarket, boarded up and clearly pre-CZ era, it nonetheless seemed to be a place with people out front and by the sound of it inside... and this is where it seemed they were heading for.<br/><br/>"Good job back there sheila, now wasn't that more fun than sitting on your ass all day?" Tinker said as she climbed off her bike, offering a hand off the bike to Vesper, despite the fact that doing so would make it more difficult for her to climb off given the height difference "Anyway, welcome to the Black Market, cheeky name I know, but if you need a good fake SIN fast, this is the place to go.  You alright after that spell-chucking back there?  Not easy to cast here in the CZ I understand..."<br/><br/>She did seem legitimately concerned for her well-being there...