Post by Midnight on Jan 20, 2010 3:56:52 GMT -5
Colonel Cira Knight was visiting Custom Cycles for some upgrades on her new dream car. She had several vehicles she considered dream cars, but the woman only had so much money. Being in her thirties, and the military, she could leave with a bonus anytime she desired. However, the longer she stayed in and increased her rank, the mores she'd get paid, and she'd have more money to save. Due to being so active with parkour and flying around the States to be readily available to fight against any Cons should back up be needed, Cira didnt see many reasons to suit her materialistic needs. She wasn't very materialistic anyway. Cira LOVED vehicles since she was a child, and thus had always dreamed of getting one of her dream cars someday.
Her passions were even more solidified when she learned about the transformers when KARR was rebuilt. Luckily KITT was there to help. Cira kind of still wished she had an Autobot partner, but it seemed they had an easier time connecting with the teens anyway for whatever reason. It often drifted back into her mind now that her husband was deceased (no thanks to Goliath). To occupy herself in her free time, she put more time into her vehicles. Her older, primary vehicle was a pick up truck, a Toyota Tacoma, which she used for driving to any bases she was temporarily assigned to, or when she had to be transported somewhere.
This new vehicle of hers had a beautiful engine, which was tuned up by Cira herself. With her knowledge and what money she had saved, Cira had some features and weapons she wanted to put on the vehicle. She hadn't really needed to do heavy maintenance on her truck (or the new vehicle for that matter, and wanted someone professional to oversee the installations and modifications. This vehicle is a 1978 Dodge Challenger, whose color is a midnight blue, almost a dark purple-color. Cira liked to call it Midnight. It was a simple name that seemed to fit.
(here's a pic for a reminder!
i4.photobucket.com/albums/y144/blackcountach101/Random/dodge-challenger-1970a.jpg )
Cira drove the muscle car slowly into the front of garage (which I figured is closed), shut off the ignition and walked to the guest-side of the office entrance. Cira was in civilian attire wearing dog tags and her deceased husbands ring on a chained necklass underneath her winter layers. She wasn't sure if anyone here, but it was in the middle of the day and it was a Thursday, so she figured someone would be monitoring the main office, at least. The place was pretty small, but it seemed to have the usual components of a privately owned company (or whatever it really was). "Hello?"Cira announced, knocking twice loudly enough for someone inside to hear as she walked in, looking around, hoping someone was actually. The woman hoped someone was there, as she was anxious to get all the equipment installed.
Her passions were even more solidified when she learned about the transformers when KARR was rebuilt. Luckily KITT was there to help. Cira kind of still wished she had an Autobot partner, but it seemed they had an easier time connecting with the teens anyway for whatever reason. It often drifted back into her mind now that her husband was deceased (no thanks to Goliath). To occupy herself in her free time, she put more time into her vehicles. Her older, primary vehicle was a pick up truck, a Toyota Tacoma, which she used for driving to any bases she was temporarily assigned to, or when she had to be transported somewhere.
This new vehicle of hers had a beautiful engine, which was tuned up by Cira herself. With her knowledge and what money she had saved, Cira had some features and weapons she wanted to put on the vehicle. She hadn't really needed to do heavy maintenance on her truck (or the new vehicle for that matter, and wanted someone professional to oversee the installations and modifications. This vehicle is a 1978 Dodge Challenger, whose color is a midnight blue, almost a dark purple-color. Cira liked to call it Midnight. It was a simple name that seemed to fit.
(here's a pic for a reminder!
i4.photobucket.com/albums/y144/blackcountach101/Random/dodge-challenger-1970a.jpg )
Cira drove the muscle car slowly into the front of garage (which I figured is closed), shut off the ignition and walked to the guest-side of the office entrance. Cira was in civilian attire wearing dog tags and her deceased husbands ring on a chained necklass underneath her winter layers. She wasn't sure if anyone here, but it was in the middle of the day and it was a Thursday, so she figured someone would be monitoring the main office, at least. The place was pretty small, but it seemed to have the usual components of a privately owned company (or whatever it really was). "Hello?"Cira announced, knocking twice loudly enough for someone inside to hear as she walked in, looking around, hoping someone was actually. The woman hoped someone was there, as she was anxious to get all the equipment installed.
