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He wasn’t focused on you- he was trying to keep himself upright and going straight. Now was as good a time as ever to be a responsible senior, and teach a valuable lesson. You swept your bike sideways, leaned sideways to get the leverage you needed, and snapped out your boot to drive the full force of a stomp sideways into the flank of this rival racer's machine.
The difference in size between you and the mass of this guy and his bike combined was substantial. You were short, you were a woman, but in spite of that, the human leg couldn’t afford to <span class="mu-i">not</span> have strength afforded to it. As Hell had drilled you in two lessons to spit in the face of poor odds- one, that pride was no reason to use a pistol to use a rifle’s job, and two, that it only took a bit of steel in the right place to end any beast.
>Attack Made- -1 Stability
>DC 4- Rolled 8- Success
Your foot struck true, and the Sleeve veered off road and drove into a bush with a sharp rustling of brush, then veered off behind, covered in leaves and twigs, before spinning out on the other side of the road, tumbling down the hill. The fall would build character, you thought as you left him behind.
>Blutig has been Eliminated from the Race
One down. Another glance told you that you could relax- nobody was coming up right from behind- yet.
>Straight Road- +1 Stability
The easy rest was done as the straightaway climbed upwards, as the next turn curved more sharply around a higher section of hill. At your speed, it was easy to lean into, but upon taking that one easy, you heard the sound of a bike coming up from behind.
Magnus. About time- he was unmistakable, for the cowl of black hair that billowed behind him. He wasn’t accompanied- you wondered if he’d dealt with his guy like you had yours, or if he’d left him in his afterimage, and that last place was going to make a surprise appearance to try and snatch the win despite seeming beyond reason. That’d be the admirable thing, but these guys wouldn’t be that. Yet, rather than ever, if you were being generous.
The only person you particularly cared about in this race was coming up at a leisurely pace- you wondered- should you beat him out, too? Or was this practically already over?
>You weren’t so easy. Make him catch you. You hadn’t said there’d be a penalty for him losing, but you’d think of something along the way.
>Hang back and match your place with Magnus. If there was more dirty racing in the second lap, then it’d be best to be together.
>Kill your speed and see if anybody’s yet to come up behind. You’d deal with him if there was- let Magnus have the lead for now.
>Other?
