Wil/Peony/Riyeko
It was not an ideal situation, but she had little choice. The captain had already risked himself and his ship for her idea - she could not ask for more. "It is your ship," she said simply, approaching the bike. At least she would still be close enough to cast...
"I will go," she decided, then turned to look at Riyeko. "Will you come, or stay?" she asked. "I will not blame you if you would rather not risk yourself." The hover board seemed flimsy protection against something of this size. Hitching up her skirt, she clambered onto the bike behind the captain, put one hand around his waist, the other resting on her rod, which was once again attached to her belt. An awkward position to cast from, but she would manage.