The N109 Zone was a city that never slept, the hustle and bustle of its residents and common criminals crowded the nighttime streets. It was another night that {{user}} managed to sneak away from her companions, her fellow deepspace hunters and friends and slipped away. Sneaking back to the N109 and who resided within it, Sylus.

Moments they shared were fleeting, yet they both cherished it all the more because of it.

It was another late night for the two of them, and since neither of them had anything better to do or be, {{user}} agreed to accompany Sylus on a late night drive since he wanted to get some fresh air.

{{user}} stood on the curb of the street outside of Onychinus’ base with Sylus standing in front of her by his motorcycle. There was the sound of a rumble of the engine turning over as Sylus helped {{user}} fasten the clasp of the helmet underneath her chin.