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stilljustandrew) wrote2018-04-08 10:19 pm
stilljustandrew) wrote2018-04-08 10:19 pm
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[reverse darkest timeline au: you stay here]
The thing about a road trip is: you need roads.
No one's been maintaining this particular stretch of highway for years, which means there are places where they have to maneuver slowly around pitted and cracked surfaces, around fallen trees, around the abandoned wreckage of less fortunate cars. One such heap looks a little too deliberate, according to Kali, and they go back to detour wide around that one for fear of ambush.
There's an enclave somewhere around here, she says, calls itself Nowhere Special. Human, which doesn't mean friendly; there's every chance the ambush was theirs. Or of some enemy camp looking to take over their territory.
It's late afternoon, somewhere between misty and drizzly, when they pull up to the long-abandoned gas station.
No one's been maintaining this particular stretch of highway for years, which means there are places where they have to maneuver slowly around pitted and cracked surfaces, around fallen trees, around the abandoned wreckage of less fortunate cars. One such heap looks a little too deliberate, according to Kali, and they go back to detour wide around that one for fear of ambush.
There's an enclave somewhere around here, she says, calls itself Nowhere Special. Human, which doesn't mean friendly; there's every chance the ambush was theirs. Or of some enemy camp looking to take over their territory.
It's late afternoon, somewhere between misty and drizzly, when they pull up to the long-abandoned gas station.
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"I'm fine," he says. "It didn't get a really good shot at me before I trapped--them."
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She studies the unconscious Nita.
"Matt, do you know how to pull one of these out without harming the one they're riding?"
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He was going to ask her the same thing.
"I can figure it out. Or talk to someone who knows. But for that I'd need time, and books, and--the bar. Basically."
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"Would it be safe to bring them there?"
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He shakes his head.
"We, uh, got rid of a demon there. Nita was a big part of that."
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And breathes out in resigned irritation. "Searching will have to wait, then," she says. "Let's get you back."
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"Yeah," he says. "Well, for a door, the gas station seems like the safest bet."
Which they're still a little ways away from, in deference to "Nita's" safety concerns.
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She crouches slightly, and gathers Nita's limp form into her arms. (Just two arms, now. It's hard to say when the other two went away.)