[i]"And it's a chick... Close enough."[/i] [b]With a roll of his shoulders, Damien threw his helmet back on, snatching it from the handle bar. He leapt right back onto the seat of his bike and nodded to Bjorke.[/b] [i]"I'd offer you a ride... But it's only got room for one... And I have some friends of my own I'm off to meet. Dojo isn't too far from here. Maybe six or seven miles. You can run it in maybe an hour and a half."[/i]