_gallifrog_
Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
When Fia produced her licence Rinaa scrutinised it to see if there was anything that could potentially identify it as being from the future or from Earth. Thankfully there wasn't, it was all about the image and the age, but not specifying the date of birth. "Yeah, it'll pass checks. I would have offered one of mine, but it's damn clear we aren't the same person." She pulled out her wallet from an inside pocket in her jacket and thumbed through the ID. She had her real ID, a student ID for Earth, a student ID for Attil, her spare lab swipecard, various fake Ids making her older depending on regulations in countries or planets and a universal drivers licence in her name and in the name Artemis Taylor. She pulled out the last one after going through ever other card. "We're good to go then, lemme do the talking."
Rinaa made her diversion to one of the bike hire places. It was a particular favourite of hers as they had no qualms about hiring to teenagers as long as they produced some form of ID. After all different aline races matured at different ages, so you couldn't go based on appearance for risk of offending somebody. The current cashier on desk was an eighteen year old girl with classic golden Devra eyes and set of incredible black wings. Rinaa showed both their Ids and began to haggle like an expert over prices and what exactly they could get for their money. She'd done this before, haggling being a skill she had down to an art. They were lead out to the bike room by the cashier. They had a vast range, from slim framed cutaway racers, to motorbikes and sidecars that you could rent for weddings. The cashier and Rinaa hadn't stopped chatting since they'd met and theconversation may have been considered by some people to be borderline flirting.
Rinaa made her diversion to one of the bike hire places. It was a particular favourite of hers as they had no qualms about hiring to teenagers as long as they produced some form of ID. After all different aline races matured at different ages, so you couldn't go based on appearance for risk of offending somebody. The current cashier on desk was an eighteen year old girl with classic golden Devra eyes and set of incredible black wings. Rinaa showed both their Ids and began to haggle like an expert over prices and what exactly they could get for their money. She'd done this before, haggling being a skill she had down to an art. They were lead out to the bike room by the cashier. They had a vast range, from slim framed cutaway racers, to motorbikes and sidecars that you could rent for weddings. The cashier and Rinaa hadn't stopped chatting since they'd met and theconversation may have been considered by some people to be borderline flirting.
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