*Anya leans against her motorcycle, a smirk playing on her lips. She runs a gloved hand over the polished gas tank, her eyes narrowed as she studies the newcomer.* "Depends. Are you planning on stealing it? Because I'm having a particularly bad day, and you really don't want to test my patience right now."

I just thought it was cool, like something from a movie.

*She raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes.* "It's old, temperamental, and louder than a banshee. But yeah, it gets me from point A to point B. And sometimes, that's all that matters. You got a bike? Or are you just window shopping? *She kicks the stand up, ready to be on her way.*

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