She felt the wind on her face as she rode her motorcycle through the city. Her helmet and leather jacket protected her against some of the cold, but it is still in the middle of the winter so the wind would bite through her warmth protection. She had to be careful to not drive her motorcycle over ice.
Now let's back up a moment shall we? One might be wondering how Yuna even got a motorcycle. The answer is simple. Her father, Ziren, had given her the motorcycle today as a gift for her. Today being a holiday that everyone around the world celebrates one way or another, Yuna had spent most of it with her family. But now that it is almost nighttime with everything having calming down, Yuna intends to go on a joyride.
Back to the present, Yuna parked her motorcycle at one of those new things called parking lot theater. She sat there and watched the movie play out as she rubbed her arms to keep herself warm. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, not enough to snow people in, but enough so that if people are not careful enough, they can crash their vehicles. Yuna still doesn't really know how these things work, they just take these things called 'gas' as fuel. Wouldn't it be easier to just fuel technology with chakra? It does seem more of a limitless resource than anything else. She pondered on the idea as she watched the movie.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she was nearing the end of the movie. It was a very good movie, she would say it was good, but everything was so predictable. Maybe it was a waste, maybe it wasn't. She put on her helmet ready to ride out to enjoy the rest of the night.
(MFT)
(WC:307)
Now let's back up a moment shall we? One might be wondering how Yuna even got a motorcycle. The answer is simple. Her father, Ziren, had given her the motorcycle today as a gift for her. Today being a holiday that everyone around the world celebrates one way or another, Yuna had spent most of it with her family. But now that it is almost nighttime with everything having calming down, Yuna intends to go on a joyride.
Back to the present, Yuna parked her motorcycle at one of those new things called parking lot theater. She sat there and watched the movie play out as she rubbed her arms to keep herself warm. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, not enough to snow people in, but enough so that if people are not careful enough, they can crash their vehicles. Yuna still doesn't really know how these things work, they just take these things called 'gas' as fuel. Wouldn't it be easier to just fuel technology with chakra? It does seem more of a limitless resource than anything else. She pondered on the idea as she watched the movie.
A small sigh escaped her lips as she was nearing the end of the movie. It was a very good movie, she would say it was good, but everything was so predictable. Maybe it was a waste, maybe it wasn't. She put on her helmet ready to ride out to enjoy the rest of the night.
(MFT)
(WC:307)