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Eric is on his way home, but he can always be derailed by the scent of blood.
Even blood from a split lip.

"Good evening, Jay. Enjoying yourself, I see?"

"Hey!" Jay grins, mopping his face. "Yeah. It turns out the bike I built you is too much for me. It corners just a bit quicker than I expected. Don't worry, didn't break it. Or me."

"Poor Jay. Lots of scrapes then?"

He is staring a little, but mostly it's because he is trying to pick out where the blood scents are coming from. Smelling the air.

He is a surprised at feeling a little excited about seeing the bike. He shouldn't get excited about things like that. Especially considering where it is coming from.

"Not too bad. Just a few scratches and scrapes." He brushes himself off a bit with the towel. "But I did tear these jeans." There's a deepish cut on his knee.

He nods towards the door and grins. "So, want to see it?"

"Lead the way," Eric says, pushing the conflicting thoughts away.
He doesn't like feeling conflicted.

Jay nods and head outside. Parked outside the door is something somewhat shark-like in nature. And maybe a little muddy in spots.

"And for your riding pleasure, it has all the toys." He leans over it to touch the control panel.

"For looking good and being seen." At the flick of a switch, the cowling pattern out in the Fangtasia's red and black.

"For night riding." Shift again and now it's shiny and black and very sleek.

"And for not being seen at all," One more shift and it's a matt mottle of greys and greens and blacks that seem to drink the light, making it almost invisible, especially at speed.

For a moment, Eric's existential woes are forgotten in his pure delight over his new toy.
He claps Jay's back, as he exclaims, "That is great." A little too hard perhaps. And then he is touching the bike, flipping the switches.

He looks like a child with a new toy.

He looks alive.

Jay grunts and grits his teeth, managing to cover the fact he's a bit bruised already without Eric's help.

"That's not all." He grins and leans in to play with other buttons. "Okay, so this one gives you a heads up display in the helmet I built to go with it. It'll pick up the frequencies of CCTV cameras and and gives a rough idea of their field of vision. It's not perfect so don't get too close just in case. This," he pulls something that looks like a small flashlight. "Is an EMP flash. Aim it at the cameras and they're down for an hour at least. The battery life sucks and I'm working on that but it'll take out three before it needs recharging. Should give you a window of privacy anyway."

"Also, there's a cut out for the stealth stuff so if you get pulled over or someone wants to check it for road-legal issues, nothing post-production will show up. Including the override on the speed-limiter. I clocked her out at 250kph but that's where I lost it. You've got better reflexes."

He presses close with absolutely no ulterior motives. He just wants to be able to see better. And touch it.
When Jay mentions reflexes, he turns his head and grins at him.

"That I do. Shall we see how fast I can make it go?"

He likes the sneaky stuff. And he loves the way it looks . Menacing and sleek and deadly. You can practically taste his eagerness.