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Ground vehicles were not Samus' specialty.

Yet, somehow she had ended up surrounded by them. She had wandered out of the hangar after doing a bit of ship maintenance and ended up in between rows and rows and rows of two-wheeled, four-wheeled, whatever-wheeled vehicles. Some where fancy. Some were incredibly strange. Some even matched those she would find in her own universe, but she ignored all of them.

Except for a gem she found. Well, it wasn't really a gem. It was actually pretty low-tech compared to everything else she could find. But there was a certain... charm to this one. This plain old 21st motorcycle caught her eye. She couldn't really explain it. Once she saw it though, she had to try it out. The key was in the ignition. Her foot was on the kick start. She just had to go.

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Tsukasa walked into the vehicle bay. This was one of the last main open areas he hadn't seen yet, so he felt it behooved him to see what it contained.

Lots of vehicles here. I wonder if my Machine Decader is stored in here, too?

He turned a corner, wondering where would be a good starting point for looking...when he saw his cycle. With a blond-haired woman looking like she was getting ready to go for a ride.

"Mind if I ask just what you're doing with my bike?" He said, no introduction whatsoever.

Why was Shadow back in the hangars? Pretty much just wandering around. There probably wasn't anything in here from his world that really stood out, so it was more or less just "Ooh, what's that?"

Noticing Samus on the motorcycle, though, caught his attention. He wasn't one to utterly show off, but at the same time, he couldn't help it... and he raced after the bounty hunter, "skating" right beside her.

"Nice bike. Yours?" Shadow asked.

Kazami spends a lot of time in the hangar bays, actually. He's borrowed a few tools from Engineering, does it nearly daily in fact, and he spends a lot of his free time working on his motorcycle. Tuning it, testing the sound of the engine, taking it apart and then fixing it again. It runs perfectly, but it's habit by now.

He does have a healthy respect for the other machines he's found in there, and so he's taken to assembling and disassembling other motorcycles along the line, just seeing how they're put together and performing routine maintenance. Couldn't let them just sit cold, after all. What if someone needed one, and it spluttered out due to inattention?

He's on his way down, borrowed tools in a toolbox, when he spots Samus sitting pretty on one of the bikes he hasn't gotten to yet. He whistles lightly, to catch her attention, and waves a hand in greeting. "Hey." As he steps closer, he examines the motorcycle. Giving Samus a once-over seems almost like an afterthought. "It looks like that one suits you rather well."

She was just about to go and then- that.

"Oh," She looked down at the bike, his bike. Hm. This would be troublesome. She swung her leg over and stood next to it, "Sorry, didn't realize this belonged to someone."

Or at least someone who was awake and out of the pods.

That caught her by surprise. She looked over at Shadow and then back in front of her. Though she was driving pretty well for a relative beginner (last motorized bike she had ridden was back in her academy days, and it was hardly a frequent event for her), she still needed to keep focus.

"Not yet. Don't think anyone's claimed it," the bike was fairly loud, she spoke over it as best she could, "But I'm mostly just test driving it."

"Hmn?" Samus had been rather focused on the bike. There was just something about it that appealed to her. "You think so?" She ran her hand over the handlebars again, genuine curiosity in her voice. She didn't know much about motorcycles, but she knew that she liked this one, and she knew she wanted to give it a try.

He shrugged. "It's okay. It is an impressive machine." He ran his hand along the handlebars.

"You ride?" He asked turning his head to Samus.

For someone who hasn't ridden a motorcycle in quite awhile, Samus is really impressing Shadow.

"Seems like there's a lot of vehicles here that haven't been claimed... or probably will never be claimed." Shadow said. "I'm tempted to get one myself. Just to have."

Yeah, Samus, don't question the logic of someone who can keep up with you on foot having a motorcycle. There's a lot worse.

He nods, ambling over and setting his box of borrowed tools down. "I do. It looks a bit more powerful than the ones I'm used to from my time, but..." He laughs and gestures at her. Samus has nearly half a foot on him. The explanation should be obvious. "You can probably handle it."

"Not much," by which Samus meant 'not ever.' She was adventurous, though! Always willing to try new things. Plus she already had a helmet.

Samus had seen many a strange thing in her days. A talking animal that could keep up with a motorcycle? Who was she to find that weird.

"Doesn't seem like you'd need one," she said. "Pretty quick already."

"It's been a while since I've ridden one of these," learned how, but never really used the skill. "And this is a little different from what I learned on, but I think I've got it figured out."

"Well, there's what looks like a GasGas-made bike other there." Tsukasa pointed at an overly-normal motorcycle in an out-of-the way spot near where he had arrived.

"If you want, we can have a race." He put on a salesman's smile. Like a normal motorcycle can even touch my Machine's speed.

Like Samus, Ashley wasn't searching for anything in particular. She was just seeing if she could get the feel of the ship and so far it felt more... alien than anything she had ever dealt with. Inluding the Reapers and the Geth. Spying Samus as walked through the vehicle bay, she had hoped to find something resembling the Mako as she stared past Samus. Giving a small wave to other woman, she gave a nod.

"Enjoy the old classics, huh?"

After doing his daily rounds he had discovered that he should maybe check new areas of the ship that he had never been in. So this left the somewhat bored Kamen Rider to venture into the vehicle bay. Chris had hoped with the time remaining, he could find his motorcycle. It wasn't a terrible loss if it was no longer available but... He'd still try to find it. Spying Samus, he gave a small greeting. He knew he'd only met Samus Aran once, and guessed that in her world she was military or former military.

"Miss Aran." Chris being a tad uncomfortable as to how to address her.

Now that was a bike that appealed to Samus. She went over to inspect it and quickly determined it to be a better fit for her.

She shrugged, "I haven't ridden in a long time, not sure it'd be a fair raise but sure. Why not?"

Samus was pulled from her fixation on her new toy. She gave the other woman a nod in greeting and then looked back to her bike, her hand on the handlebar.

"Could never get something like this back in my own universe. Sort of a shame."

"Samus is fine," she replied without looking up from the bike at first. She never was too keen on being addressed formally. She only insisted on it when the alternative was a (sometimes crude) nickname.

She looked up from her bike, giving the speaker a look over and a nod. She had met him before, though wasn't sure on the name, "Chris, correct?"

Tsukasa chuckled and said, "It shouldn't be that much of a problem; I seldom race on this anyway."

He mounted the Machine Decader and put his helmet on, reveling in the feeling of being on his cycle again. After all, Kamen Riders and motorcycles...they just go together, right?

He started it and, over the din of the engine, said, "Ready whenever you are, Ms...?"

Samus followed suit, grabbing a helmet from nearby (she didn't need to materialize her armor's for just a quick ride) and placing it on her head.

"Aran. Samus is fine," she said swinging her leg over the bike and starting the engine. "And you Mr...?"

"Kadoya. Tsukasa Kadoya." He signaled a start to the race, and he tore out at 128 kph. As the distance increased, he yelled back, "Remember that!"

...Really? Partial Catchphrase?

He nods, looking it over again. "I guess having a few differences is common, especially around here, but it's not hard." All you need is a sense of speed and good balance.

He bends over and picks up the toolbox. "I'll leave you to it, then. Have a good time."

She nodded back, "I'll see you then."

And she got back to work.

Oh well that wasn't fair, her bike could hardly keep up with that. She tried (and went fairly fast!) but would ultimately lose.

Well, this is no fun...I mean, I knew I was going to wipe the floor with her, but I would have figured there would at least be some challenge. Tsukasa thought, as the distance between them increased. Well, that is what you get when you go much faster and the competition, Kadoya.

He throttled back a little, and as he slowed down, he called over his shoulder, "So, when did you learn to ride?"

Garrus wandered into the garage, mostly as a way to kill time and look around. He hadn't explored it that much since he got here, but he loved vehicles -- the Mako sitting in the Normandy SR-1's bay had practically been his baby -- so he couldn't stay away for long.

A flash of something light between the rows of vehicles caught his eye. That blond hair, the even stance -- looked like the commander. Might as well go say hi and see what's up.

"Hey, Shepard," he greeted. He looked curiously towards the vehicle she was sitting on. He'd never seen a vehicle quite like that; motorcycles weren't exactly common on the Citadel or Palaven. "What is that?"

Samus was so fixated on her bike that she didn't realize anyone had joined her in the vehicle bay. She was a bit confused when she heard someone calling, though. She took a quick glance up from her bike and around the bay, making sure he wasn't talking to someone else that had slipped in while she wasn't paying attention.

When that assured her they were the only two present, she looked over her shoulder to the source of the voice with a confused, "Hmn?"

She definitely didn't know him. Why was he calling her Shepard?

...Oh. That was not Shepard.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else," he said sheepishly, gesturing towards her head. "Same hair color." If turians could blush, he'd be a little red right now. Normally he was better about recognizing humans, even from behind, but he didn't know many humans who were blond.

"So, uh. What is that, if you don't mind me asking," he continued on, turning towards the bike. "I've never seen anything like it before."

"Oh, hmmn," she shrugged it off. She didn't really think she looked like anyone else on the ship (she knew few women who matched her height), but there was that one she just... nah. Samus didn't think looked like her at all. Well. There were a few resemblances. She'd admit that.

"Two wheeled ground vehicle," She absentmindedly patted it on the handlebars, This one's a little archaic, but it works."

Garrus almost did a double-take when the woman in front of him started talking. Whoa. She sounded a lot like the commander. There were differences, yes, but it just uncanny how similar they sounded.

He mentally shrugged and took a closer look at the motorcycle. The exposed metal gleamed dully in the light of the vehicle bay, drawing his attention to the partially-exposed parts. Did that serve a purpose, or was it an aesthetic choice? he wondered.

After a moment he stepped back to give her some room and gestured for her to continue. He didn't want to keep her from her ride, and besides, he wanted to see this thing in action.

Ashley had a chuckle at that. Whoever this was, the Williams woman liked her. "A definite pity." Ashley gave the machine and then the woman a onceover look.

"Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams. I'm one of the... I guess you could say new arrivals."

"Samus Aran," she straightened up, offering a hand to the other woman. Always professional, that Samus.

Samus went too the cue and back to her work, checking over the last few things before she felt ready to take the first ride. She kicked the bike on, revving the engine once before rolling out and taking a quick ride around the perimeter of the rest of the ground vehicles. It wasn't the fastest bike, but it had its charm.

She sped up a bit, riding around a few more times before slowing and eventually stopping in the same spot she had taken before. She looked over to Garrus, cocking her head slightly as to ask him 'Well? How was that?'

Samus pursed her lips thinking, "It was a bit ago. I'm almost surprised I remembered how."

"What's the old saying? It's like riding a bike." Tsukasa chuckled a little at his joke...which really wasn't all that funny, but it's Tsukasa.

He deftly dodged some minor vehicles, pulling off some minor motorcycle tricks.

"Sorry, Samus." Chris replied. " I guess I'm just used to the marine-style way of thinking." Chris tried to ease himself into the conversation, without making himself feel too awkward.

"Do you need any help with the motorcycle?" He offered freely. "It looks similar to the kind I used to ride back home."

Ashley gave a nod. Samus seemed so much like Shepard by both looks and personality it was uncanny. "You sound a bit like my commander, Samus. What do you know about the situation here? This Chief guy gave me some info but I'd like to hear what another's opinion thinks."

This bike was kind of archaic by her standards. She figured she'd probably be able to wade through any maintenance (plus she wasn't exactly the kind of person to seek out help), but... she figured that a little help never hurt anyone. She have shrugged and gave a small nod, "Sure. Learn from someone who knows what their doing."

Samus waited a moment before answering. It wasn't a hesitation, just her mulling over her thoughts.

"It doesn't matter much what I think," And what she thought, as much as she really didn't want to admit it, probably wasn't that different from the Chief's. "We're stuck without any other options other than what Stacy gives us. It's far from an ideal situation, but we need to fight."

Samus just lived everyday on the meatship making sure everyone she did whatever she could to protect everyone else. Even if all she could do for them was shoot.

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