[ She disembarks with more grace than she parked, hunting around for a few moments for the kickstand before nudging it into place. Vi looks back over, rolling her shoulders and neck to try to work out the kinks. The soreness isn't from the bike. More likely related to the brace on her wrist and the bandage above her already scarred eyebrow. (Apparently it's common for fluxdrifts to arrive injured, she was told. Though she wishes she could remember exactly what happened.)

Well. At least this one person isn't immediately being an asshole. Refreshing.

Vi approaches with a tentative smile. ]

Yeah, actually. Wanted something... versatile. I liked this better than the big one. [ She nods toward some parked pickup trucks. ]

Guess I got lucky.

Though if you're hoping for lessons, keep looking. It's my first day.