<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/Vedaa_Quintus.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Quintus Aurelius (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1aKg2wh3QkZ5_yBnuciJVdQXyZXp74qUjRsIxSoQUWfA/edit)</strong></span><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong><br/><strong>Where:</strong>The City of Narthekhal, Saki House<br/><strong>Doing</strong>New Project<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sophia, X, General Neate, Jane Wolf, varied attendants.<br/><br/><hr/>The roar of the motorcycle reverberated off the walls of the city street. Quintus stood on the pegs of his bike as he rolled forward, the tuft of hair could be seen over the handlebars, as the squeal of delight announced his passenger's presence. A tight turn, posting off with one leg, and he was headed back to the messenger stand, where he delivered the child to a mildly panicked mother. With a pat to the child's head, Quintus shared a lemon drop to each before begging their pardon and leaving to his meeting. The kid was smiling, no longer crying from his fall. It had only taken a short ride, well breakfast and a short ride. He was behind schedule, but the kid was smiling.<br/><br/>His packs bulged now with rations, rope, ammo, and clean vestments. His mace hung in a tube, the head high beside his knee, his shield hung across his back, and his armor gleaming in the sun, except for the handprint in syrup from the kid's breakfast upon his upper arm guard. Dismounting as he joined the convoy, Quintus Aurelius approached the protected car, jar of candy in hand. "Lemon drop?" His big smile offered through the window, as his hand offers the candy in the jar. "We all have your best interests in mind Tiffa. We will get you there safely."<br/><br/>After having checked in with the young lady, he moves forward in the convoy to speak with the lead drivers. "Quintus Aurelius, Security. Who do we have scouting ahead? Who is behind? How many bikes will be running with us?" Now that he was on the job, he was all business.