Edge of Instinct: Rabids Book 1

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her hair and he showed her a few helmets, looking for the best fit. After trying a few on and making some small adjustments, she picked a sexy black angular one. Tandy nodded in approval.
    “That there is a great one. It’s chock full of gadgets if ya’ll got the money to pay the fees to use ‘em. Real easy to use and comfy, too.” He pointed out how to use the gadgets in her helmet, and she felt her excitement flare up again. She’d never had to worry about paying fees for the rights to use electricity or the other requirements now needed in their world. They of course always had the money to afford them thanks to Malinda, which at times made it difficult for Amiel to remember that this was not the case for a large portion of the population.
    “How do I set that up? The payment for the use of them, I mean.”
    “I can help ya set that up in a few minutes, if ya want ‘em. One thing about usin’ my business for travel, ya need these gadgets to travel safe. I typically figure the short term usage of your gadgets into the fees I charge ya for travel. It’s a danger to not have these things on your side when traveling the Vasts. But I can help ya set it up so that you continue to use them after we part ways.” Amiel nodded silently following Tandy over to a selection of leather chaps.
    She smiled when she pulled out a black pair that was edged in purple and silver flame details down the length. They were too long, but Tandy assured her he could cut them to fit her easily enough. She sat watching him for the next hour, mesmerized by how graceful his large bear paws worked the leather, seamlessly turning them into the perfect fit just for her. Strapping them on she was pleased to find that they fit like a second skin, her grin of pride nearly matching Tandy’s. Next it was on to the gloves where she picked out a black leather pair with small silver studded designs on the backs of the hands, knuckles, and fingers. They looked delicate, yet fierce in her eyes, which was something she hoped to one day reflect in herself.
    “Last on the list is a jacket. Hold right there, I think I might have one that’s just right for ya.” Tandy disappeared behind his leather working bench, digging around in some boxes until he found what he was looking for. With a slightly shy smile he lifted the black leather into the air and laid it out for her inspection. She ran a finger along the finely stitched details of the jacket. The back was covered in the silver shimmery outline of a majestic bird, flames licking about its claws. Pulling it to her nose and drinking in the scent of musky leather, she smiled brightly.
    “It’s beautiful, Tandy!” Yanking off the oversized sweater Amiel eagerly slipped her arms into the jacket, reveling as the cool silky interior slid across her skin and settled firmly across her shoulders. It was skintight, and surprisingly heavy. It crossed over and zipped diagonally over the left breast, giving her a form fitting sexy look.
    “It’s a black leather Braided Cruiser style jacket; 100% Leather with Level 3 Advanced Armor. That’s removable, but it’s safer to keep it in there. It’s also got a removable quilted and insulated vest liner, and a hidden neck warmer.”
    “Did you stitch the bird on the back as well?” He nodded, a strange look shifting in his eyes.
    “I made this one special to go along with your bike out there. It’s a phoenix rising from the ashes. I thought it fit the motorcycle well, what with me pullin’ it from scrap metal and makin’ it into a piece of art.” The strange look in his eyes vanished with a nonchalant shrug. “Just glad to finally have someone to sell it to. Too derned good lookin’ to be sittin’ and collectin’ dust.”
    “It’s heavy.” She grunted with the weight now fully settled around her shoulders.
    “The heavier the better, honey. Remember, you wear your protection. Keeps ya safer if ya crash. Besides, it gets cold on the back of a bike,

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