"Aight, follow me then." With that said, Natalie went to the front gates of the Dojo building where her bike was parked just out front. It was definitely not of this age as it looked sleeker, like something one would see in a play of Deus Ex or in Blade Runner. A Dradon PMB-7 it was called, in a shiny matte black with a brown satchel on the side of the handlebars, which Nat put on just before sitting in the drivers seat and putting on one of two helmets. "Your place, mine, or anywhere else you know of?"