[ True to his word and a few minutes early Jason's bike comes speeding through the night. Sliding to a stop not to far from Nico. He probably looked a little funny with the red helmet on his head, but he pulled it off as he stepped off the bike. His body armor was all sleek and black aside from the gunmetal gray belts that held the large pistols to his hips, the brown leather jacket that drastically stood out against all the black and lastly, the red bat that stood out proudly on his chest. The shade of red matched not only his helmet but his bike as well.
He moved over to met Nico, a nod given in greeting.]
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He moved over to met Nico, a nod given in greeting.]