Futureknight universe. Gotham

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Mornbein steered Lobo between the tall buildings, dodging billboards and the occasional pigeon, starling, seagull, or flying cop car. Warren's arms were around her waist and the sun was shining, and the combination made her heart sing.

"I goin' too fast 'er too high, hotstuff?" she yelled over the wind, remembering his yelp when the bike had first taken off. Yay for flying bikes.