Decoy

Yes, he’d seen these around before. He rather fancied them, but given that he’d yet to drive a simple car before he doubted it would be in his best interest to attempt to steer one of these. A low hum of interest sounds as he moves closer, slowly kneeling down to be at the other’s level; while still keeping a respectful distance between them “It is good that you care for it,” he says almost solemnly “And no…I cannot say I have. I have watched others ride them–and the non-motorized bicycles as well.”

He shifts some where he is, a thought occurring to him “Perhaps one day I will have the pleasure. They look more enjoyable than cars that’s for certain, I like the…” he motions absently with one hand “Freedom of them. No roofs.” a wry smile as he drops his hand to his lap again “Do you mind if I watch you work?”

"Of course not. If you like, I can explain everything and how it works. You can't say you're good at something if you aren't able to explain it." That was a mantra his grandfather told him, though it was meant to push him in his studies more. Urijit noticed the distance, but he realized it was likely because of the concept of 'personal boundaries.' "If you like, you can move closer to see." Urijit patted the spot next to him, just so Jeremiah could know where he could sit without 'offending' Uri.

“The good thing about being the boss is that I can write off certain costs as being business expenses,” Jon smirks. “And our investor pretty much approves any budget we ask for, so if there’s specific parts that you need, I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem — as long as you’re up for building the thing, I mean. I wouldn’t wanna impose. I know you got a busy life outside all this…”

He perks up. “Not as much as I’d like to, but I sure do! When you can fly, there’s little use for a bike, unfortunately… you think we could both fit on that thing? Not because of you, but because of me…”

"Well in that case, I can do it. Though like I said, it's gonna take a bit since it's by myself." Though perhaps if he did it outside of the Advocates and wasn't meant to have all the bits and pieces like Uri did, Uri might be able to make Torque's bike in a proper garage with a team.

"What, do you got like, 300 pounds of muscle or something?" he asked, standing up and give Torque a playful punch on the arm. It was refreshing to have someone with super strength on your side instead of against you. Now he could actually enjoy it. "This isn't a crotch rocket. We'll be fine." Urijit squatted for a moment, his overalls showing off his ass while not realizing it, and just sealed a few parts. "There. We can ride. Thankfully there was a garage door for just the motorcycle that they could go through. Sitting on the seat, he turned and patted the spot behind him. "C'mon," he said before turning the engine on and hearing it roar.

“Really? It’s hard find anything that fits properly. I just want a pair of jeans that fit.” Nothing was harder than finding jean that fit. He was convinced he was never meant to wear jeans in his life. “I’d like that.” He replied with a smile. “Are you trying to set me up with your cousin?” He playfully teased. Julian was open about hi bisexuality. He didn’t believe in discriminating on anyone. If they worked then they worked. “That’s fine I should warm up to.” He said as he began to stretch out his legs. He smiled when he noticed the other blush it cute. Once he was done he cracked his neck and looked at Urijit and waited for him to be finished. “Ready when you are.” 

Urijit thought the idea of THE Warden and his cousin amusing. She was the complete opposite, in terms of being bubbly and outgoing. She helped a lot in getting Urijit to come out of his shell, so perhaps she'd be able to get Warden to speak more. Urijit often compared himself to all the other heroes, especially the physical based ones like Torque and Warden. To the average human though, he was much faster, stronger, and tougher. Starting off the run with a jog, he wasn't sure how fast Julian actually wanted to go. Those leg muscles he eyed a few times suggested Julian could burst off running. So if he started actually running, Urijit would simply try his best to keep up, though he might do better than he thinks.

“no worries. didn’t mean to interrupt.” shamelessly, jake watched him work. it wasn’t every day he got the chance to watch someone break down a vehicle and put it back together. the thought that went behind such intricate pieces was simply divine knowing that someone else could do it. he was in awe. he smiled down at Uri and his hands gripped his own hips. “can’t offer you help but i can provide moral support.” jake started to do a little shimmy and shake. some cheesy cheer routine. “how’d your last mission go? smoothly, i hope.” 

Jake was definitely one of the hot heroes on the team, in more than just his ability. The way he could put Urijit at ease and amuse him at the same time was appealing to the mechanic. "That's more than enough," he said as he sat up properly. His chest was nowhere near as huge as some of the others, but it was sizable enough he hoped. "It went well. Got some to take out some frustrations on a couple of low level bad guys without any property damage." That was one of the things that was critiqued about heroes was the amount of environmental damage they could do in the name of 'saving lives.' 

“Yeah, milk might be good,“ he muttered after a single bite. It was dry. Frowning, he got up to get them both some milk to go with the cake. “I don’t understand. I followed the recipe exactly. Why didn’t it come out right?“

Nathaniel set a glass before both of them, pouring the drink. He knew why the cake hadn’t turned out, of course. It was his power. His negativity was interfering with the process, making things go wrong. Now if he could just figure out how to stop that from happening.

With the milk, it was much better. It added that bit of moisture the cake lacked. It was relatively dry in the kitchen, likely because Jake walked around earlier. Of course, there was always Nathaniel's abilities that he needed help controlling.

"You know, that show told me that when it comes to baking, even the environment you baking in affects it. Whenever it rains, their bakes always need more time, versus when it's super hot and dry they need to add a little bit more liquid." Perhaps giving a reasonable explanation would help.

Eddie liked to learn. He always did. That’s why he didn’t mind sitting down next to Uri if anything he would learn how to fix a motorcycle. He might even ask the man to teach him how to ride it one day. “No, not really. I’m more of a head in the book type of guy but one can never learn too many skills.” He offered a grin as he watched carefully to the mechanics. “How long have you had the motorcycle?”

"Oh, for a while. Ever since we moved here to the states, so...nineteen years?" Urijit was a young hero back home, and part of learning how to hide it there was what made him last thing long without his family learning everything. If he could do it where hundreds of people could get it back to his family, he was certainly able to now, even with the advent of smartphones and the like. "You're right about that skills though. Even us heroes can never fail to learn each day."