[Traveling's still a bitch. Ass-Gore isn't nearly big enough to ride, and Mafuyu has yet to make with the fire horse he's been asking for for months. This? This is why he doesn't do eggs. It takes too damn long.]
[So he's stuck with his bicycle. And while it's a sleek, bright yellow and black model, top of the line...it's still a bicycle. There's a friggin' basket on the handles. That's currently filled with an alarming amount of fat houndour puppy. Cattrap may be able to run alongside, but Doom Boner barely understands the concept of 'running'.]
[But none of that matters right now. Jack sees the woman as he crests a rise, traveling along the road ahead.]
[That? That's a hot chick. With an awesome hat. Now that is a sight to see. There aren't near enough women around here. Wow, that's a nice hat. She's cute. And that style...that's familiar. She looks like she could have stepped right off of an Eden transport.]
[While he's not dressed in his trademark outfit, it's his yellow Hyperion shirt he's wearing under a brown button down. And of course, his mask is fixed in place, as it always is when other people can see him. If she is another transplant from his corner of the galaxy, she'll recognize him. And probably swoon. Like the ladies do.]
[He coasts down the hill and pulls the bike up in a dramatic skid on the dirt road beside her, grinning already.]
Well this beautiful day just got a whole lot more beautiful....waitaminute...
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[So he's stuck with his bicycle. And while it's a sleek, bright yellow and black model, top of the line...it's still a bicycle. There's a friggin' basket on the handles. That's currently filled with an alarming amount of fat houndour puppy. Cattrap may be able to run alongside, but Doom Boner barely understands the concept of 'running'.]
[But none of that matters right now. Jack sees the woman as he crests a rise, traveling along the road ahead.]
[That? That's a hot chick. With an awesome hat. Now that is a sight to see. There aren't near enough women around here. Wow, that's a nice hat. She's cute. And that style...that's familiar. She looks like she could have stepped right off of an Eden transport.]
[While he's not dressed in his trademark outfit, it's his yellow Hyperion shirt he's wearing under a brown button down. And of course, his mask is fixed in place, as it always is when other people can see him. If she is another transplant from his corner of the galaxy, she'll recognize him. And probably swoon. Like the ladies do.]
[He coasts down the hill and pulls the bike up in a dramatic skid on the dirt road beside her, grinning already.]
Well this beautiful day just got a whole lot more beautiful....waitaminute...
[Had he heard that right?]
Did you just say....Rhys?