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-Satsuki let out a low whistle... and not just at the bike, but for the sake of keeping things kosher, it was *mostly* the bike. That was a hell of a machine, and she felt intimidated just standing near it. Which was weird considering she lived in a whole-ass airship, but hey. This was different.-

Holy molly, that's one sweet ride you've got, Jen. I don't think I was ready.

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