Angel: -She glances at Sorcha, then back at him, before turning around- Whatever. Thanks. -She looks up at the RUC, and narrowing her eyes, she pulls the RUCs skeleton through it's skin before it drops dead- Taken care of.
Qamdhyn floors it. The back of the truck glows and speeds off, hundreds of miles per hour, "hang ooon!" He yells, sinking in his seat more and more.
Sorcha looks at the passing scenery instead of at Angel and Marcus. He sighs, watching the wall of fire fade in the distance, knowin he might be loosing Sorcha as well.
Angel: -She rummages through the things before she finds a bag of chips, when she eats one, it's stale but she eats it anyway- Nick. Qamd. Want a bag of chips?
Angel: -She continues eating, wishing she had the power of invisibility, she thinks as she avoids looking at Marcus and Sorcha- So what's the plan? We can't keep driving forever, we should make camp when we're further away from them. I mean, yall still want to find the cure?
Qamdhyn looks around, "I'm trying to find a good spot to set up at. Also, by the sounds of this truck, its ready to fall apart and be rusty again," he says covering his ears from the rusty parts screaching.
Sorcha plays with an orb of fire in her hands. She tries to keep her mind blank but her past haunts her.
Angel: Ima go look around. I'll be back. -She climbs over the edge of the truck, before turning into a shadow, it slides down the truck, and it slithers into the trees-
Sorcha diminishes the fire orb and jumps out the back of the truck. Marcus jumps out too and sits in a tree, watching the surrounding area.
Angel: -She comes walking out of the trees and stops when she see's everyone getting out- Oh, I guess we make camp here.
Qamdhyn walks to the trunk, "hopefully we got the basic essentials for camp," he says rummaging through the stuff.
Qamdhyn raises an eyebrow, "you sure? We'll need to get going early, we need to cover as much ground before that truck falls apart," he says to Angel.