Snippet #1444705

Ari held her position on the back of the bike securely, doing her best to stay on the seat without touching the man in front of her. She had a feeling he wasn't fond of physical contact, so she kept her hands on the sides of her seat. She was pleased with her decision to let him drive though, since he was obviously a skilled driver. It seemed to make him a little more comfortable was well, as though when driving a bike, he was in his comfort zone. When he pulled into the parking lot and disappeared inside, Ari let out a quiet breath and pushed a gloved hand through her hair, her mismatched eyes making their way across the area around her. The sun was beating down pretty obnoxiously, and she felt extremely hot, even in the tank top she was wearing. Because of her ability, Ari hadn't been able to wear any clothes that revealed enough skin that a person might accidentally brush against until she learned to focus it all into her hands, which she now kept gloved. It was second nature for her to control her ability enough to keep it focused in one area, so she wasn't restricted to turtle necks and long pants. Her gaze slid up to the sky as her mind wandered, thinking about what the next steps were for the Armada.

Her thoughts were interrupted though, as Talon had appeared from behind the door of the store. He was right, it hadn't taken more than five minutes. Her gaze instantly took in his new clothes, and she noted they looked better than the ones he had been wearing. She shifted a little in her seat, prepared for taking off again. Her gloved fingers wrapped around the sides of her seat to hold on.