Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190714132628/@comment-26892768-20190719031113

"Yes, yes, good for me to avoid the risk of death..." Risky sighs as the teenager rubs her wrist, sighing in relief. Risky then looks at her nails and idly reaches for the sword at her waist, before catching herself and instead pulling out a nail filer that clearly hasn't seen a lot of use. "Now, if you have any questions to ask me or the genie brat, ask away. Oh - and since she never properly introduced herself...her name is Shantae."

Shantae, as she's now properly known, flushes red as she realizes that she never did introduce herself to these people.

The sound of the motorcycle gets closer, the revving of an engine becoming more clear...

And then it zips by in front of them, going way faster than it probably should be, and keeps going, passing by like it was nothing.. It's hard to tell, but it seems like there are two people on there.