Lucas
Upon arriving at Urban Simulation D Lucas stepped off the surfboard only to almost collapse, the world still spinning around his head. If it weren’t for the mask concealing his face it would be clear to anyone that his complexion was now distinctly tinged with green. He stood there, hands resting on his knees fighting to keep his breakfast in his stomach. Glancing at Gwenerys, who was already inspecting the teams and apparently just fine, he couldn’t help but feel maybe she was crazy after all. So many flips, so fast…those poor birds… at least it was over now. He would certainly think twice before hitching a ride with Gwenerys again, he wasn’t sure his body could take another journey like that. Even the rush-hour trains were more comfortable than becoming the human equivalent of an arrow flying through the sky.