Who: Isa and Kyt Where: Kyt's garage When: Afternoonish What: Meeting
She had been here yesterday. She had wanted to destroy that thing. It had already taken her mother's life in her time, she could not let this happen again.
But she hadn't done it yet. The motorbike still glared at her. All she could see was its pieces scattered around, some stained in blood, others so deformed that you could barely recognise them. All of the sudden - after having stared at it for almost half an hour - she dropped her bag, drew the gun and started to empty her magazine into the metal beast. Seat, side panels, exhaust pipe, tail - she did not care where she hit as long as she avoided the gas tank. Every damage felt like relief.