His blue and silver armor fit tightly against his augmented body, pumped and taut, prepped for the imminent release of the bogey. The rigid plates of Jonathon’s armor dug into his skin as he wove his custom Suzuki Aurora into position. This bike was heavily modified, felt like an extension of his body as he controlled it cybernetically. Straight jack. He felt the engine purring like a second heart, the wheels gripping the concrete like another set of legs.