Arlington: Birthday Present

We quickly trek to Jerrick's shack. It's covered in chains, knives, guns, and other miscellaneous items. One weapon in particular that stood out was the minigun he had sitting on a crate. Next to it was a top hat, which seemed oddly out of place. This is Jerrick though, so this is expected. Even the crate full of skulls isn't surprising. We walk over to an object covered in a tarp. I state, "Well, Mike, we all pitched in for this. That is J, Tim and Stephanie, and myself. We were gonna have a little get together tomorrow, but in light of the circumstances, you're getting your birthday present early. Jerrick."

 

Jerrick pulls the tarp tarp away, revealing a silver motorcycle clad in gray armor. Michaels eyes widen. He seems speechless as he walks over to it. I go onto describe the cycle. "Carbonttanium shell, 250 HP Hayabusa 4 cylinder engine. It's about 350 pounds. And the armor -- removable so you can use this when you're not crusading this city."

 

Running his glove over the front of the cycle, he says, "Abraham, Jerrick, I can't than you two enough. How can I repay you two?"

 

Dropping the tarp on the ground, Jerrick exclaims, "Don't worry about it, man. This is a present."

 

"But how did you guys pay for it?"

 

"Well, Tim is the adopted son of a billionaire, Jerrick's a world renowned MMA fighter, and I have a secret bank account full of money from some jobs I had in highschool and college."

 

"Very well. I'm dying to to take this out on a ride. Now, what say you we head over to the GCPD building now?"

 

"I'll be taking the Sky Slayer. Abe, I think you can squeeze in the cockpit some how."

Done