Contrasting Colors, Similair Goals - starter for cheisuu
Seigi had been spending quite a good deal of time on Earth recently. He'd made a name for himself here as an enemy of the Space Sheriffs, and as such, was getting a bit of business because clients knew he had intel.
The former member of the Galactic Union walked out of a diner and spotted a rather impressive looking bike and ran straight over to it. He knelt down and ran his fingers over the skull on its front...and then felt a chill go down his spine as the owner returned.
"Whoa, buddy, ease the killing intent. I was just looking." Seigi smirked, scratching behind his ear. "Got a name for this thing...or yourself?"













