Outlaw of the Wasteland
While I waited for Harley, I looked over the quest board.
Suddenly, a loud boom shook the building.
Are they doing renovations or something?
No. As far as I know, there's no repair or expansion work scheduled at Candle Square.
The noise... seems to be coming from outside.
I'll go check. Please wait here a moment.
Candle Square has always taken care of me.
If I could help out, I figured I should do it properly.
Understood. Then let's go together.
The source of the noise wasn't far.
Hey, Captain! Were you waiting long?
Come! There's someone who's been dying to meet you!
Next to Harley stood a massive boar...
Or more accurately, a bike hog, panting heavily.
A bike hog?
You said before, right? That you preferred being buddies.
But to be my friend, you've gotta be a real man first.
So, a bike hog.
Her logic suddenly made no sense.
Pwahaha!
That was a good joke! What else would a real man ride?
There's no denying that.
Claire?!
You agree with that?
Of course, Captain.
The unbreakable bond between rider and hog, the thrill of withstanding the pounding of the ground. True grit.
Bike hogs are the embodiment of a real man.
Wow, not bad for a maid. You really know your stuff.
Don't tell me you were in a biker gang too.
What?! Absolutely not!
...Ahem. I simply studied the subject when I heard a Journey member had a riding background.
Hmm, I see.
Well, anyway, the maid's right, Captain.
Only a true real man can be buddies of Hell Saviors.
So if you're serious about being buddies with me...
You'd better be able to ride side by side.
Her logic was a mess, but...
Riding a bike hog must be a rite of passage in her gang.
So I found this guy just for you, Captain.
Go on, say hi.
Nice to meet you...?
Grrrawl...!
Whoa, he really likes you. I had a feeling you two would click.
That's not a hog, that's a beast!
That roar didn't sound anything like a hog's!
Exactly. That's the charm of the Kabanos.
How about it? Doesn't that rumble make your heart race? Killer, right?
My heart was racing, all right... but not in a good way.
Come on, hop on. Let's show it who's boss.
Please wait.
The Kabanos is a violent breed that crushes through anything in its path.
Even seasoned riders struggle with it. It's too much for a beginner like our Captain.
You might've picked up a thing or two about bike hogs, but you don't know jack about the Captain.
The Captain's bold enough to challenge me head-on.
If he's got that kind of guts, he can ride a Kabanos just fine.
That's...
Claire's concern was valid.
But if I backed out now, Harley would be seriously disappointed.
All right. I'll give it a shot.
Captain!
That's what I like to hear! Good call, Captain!
Now show me those guts of yours! Like a real man!
With Harley cheering me on, I climbed onto the growling bike hog.
Just when I thought it was calm—
*Thump!* *Thump!* *Thump!* *Thump!*
WHOOOOOA!!
The bike hog suddenly took off at a ridiculous speed!
What happened?! Don't tell me you didn't even tie the reins!
No! It broke them on its own!
Dave! Get over here! Let's go!
Grrnk, grrnk!
*Thump!* *Thump!* *Thump!* *Thump!*
Just like Claire said, the bike hog crushed everything in its path.
The street was in chaos, and the town guards were now on our tail.
Attention, rider! Stop now or we will open fire!
I can't stop this thing!
I barely managed to hang on when a familiar bike hog pulled up beside me.
Captain! You okay?!
Grab the handlebar and stay calm!
Yeah, that's the brake switch! Pull it with everything you've got!
Just like Harley said, I yanked the switch, and the bike hog bucked.
Grrrawl...!
*Screeech!*
I thought I was going to die...
Nice going, Captain!
A Kabanos as your first partner? My crew's gonna go wild when they hear that! Pwahaha!
I think it's a little early to celebrate...
Hmm?
Attention, all biker gangs! This is the NOA Public Security!
You're under arrest for track damage and speeding! Pull over immediately!
This is your final warning! You are surrounded!
Step off the bike hog right now!
The Public Security's town guards had us completely surrounded.
Damn it... Town guards again...
Harley McCoy?! Was this your doing again?!
Ramping through the middle of the city?! You're out of your mind!
...
Even though we got the situation under control, Harley didn't say a word.
Maybe she still felt responsible... for bringing the bike hog in the first place.
What are you waiting for? Arrest her!
I asked to ride it.
Captain, what are you saying all of a sudden?
Huh? Captain?
You're saying you weren't caught up in this? You rode it by choice?
Hmm... Well, luckily there was no major damage...
Still, a hog that wild has no place in the city.
Please be more careful next time. We'll take the hog somewhere safe.
They.. just left...
But seriously, Captain. Why did you do that?
It was my fault for pushing such a wild one on you.
I took responsibility for my Journey member's mistake.
As the Captain.
That's...!
Captain, that was real man talk!
I'm glad you think so.
No, really. I learned something from that.
You might not ride a hog, but you've already got real man spirit.
This is a little embarrassing...
I learned it from you.
But next time, maybe bring a tamer one.
Heh, sure. Leave it to me.
And Captain, you better be ready.
I'll pay this debt someday.
With a bold smile, Harley made that promise...
But when we returned to Candle Square, Claire chewed us out.