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“Let’s leave those creeps behind,” you leaned over to Magnus and said, both of you waiting behind an automobile at a traffic lamp. “They won’t follow us everywhere, and if they do, then we can lose them easy enough.” You’d been around Strosstadt long enough to know how. Though that only made things even.
Magnus looked back, then at you. “I half expected you to want to confront them…”
“Nah. Not right now,” you said, “I don’t feel like it.” Especially when you didn’t want any distractions besides the one on another VAM-6C next to you. With a pointing finger, you gestured to where you wanted to abscond to. “There’s a straightaway down that corner that heads straight into the Factory District, then it turns into a mess. We turn away from that at the right time and it’ll seem like we’ve gone right into it, and even if they catch that, it’s going into the Silversmith District where there’s Fangers every other street.”
Dog catchers- obviously metaphorical ones, but Magnus didn’t misunderstand the local slang.
“Lead the way, then,” Magnus said. “Though if they know where Yuliana is staying, they might just double back…”
“We’ll see if they like me or her better then, yeah?” You smirked, “The lights ain’t law in this part of town, let’s get goin’.”
So you sped on, confident that Magnus could keep up with you, even though you weren’t giving this your all anyways. You only looked back while on the so-called Herzstrasse, the wide straight road where trucks and trains on the rails beside were constantly moving goods back and forth. In the mornings it was utterly clogged, but not now in early afternoon. Yet, there was no cause for concern. You saw none of the black clad pursuers anymore. Still, you went along the same path as planned, and waited in the Silversmith district with Magnus in case they did try and chase you down.
Still nothing.
“They’re either not very spirited,” Magnus surmised as you waited around a corner from the main road into the Silversmith district, “Or very patient.”
“Or they just suck,” you said. You couldn’t complain, though. More time with Magnus. Less time around the gum wad clinging to his boots.
“Yuliana shouldn’t be kept waiting for too long,” Magnus sighed.
“She was fine waiting for you for <span class="mu-i">years</span>,” you commented with a huff.
Magnus didn’t address that. “Is there a place we can keep the bikes here? We’ll have to come back for them for your idea at your duel, anyways, and anybody watching out will be expecting the noise of motorcycles.”
Riding in a cab instead of motorcycles? Feh. “Yeah, I know a place for cadets to park stuff.” The Silversmith district served plenty of them and their families as customers, after all. “You have money for a taxi, yeah?”
“Of course.” Good, because you didn’t have your wallet.
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