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[iustitiae]

It works out pretty well.

[he smiles. it's a little bit awkward. he doesn't mind the attention, he knows he looks good - it's just always a little strange hearing it from women. like he doesn't quite know what to do with it.]

What, is it a truck? You're going to sit in the bed?

[this is truly strange to him but if she's already got it worked out thats fine]

[outstandingbalance]

As luck would have it, I did end up with a truck. It's a rusted out piece of shit, but it hasn't died yet. You drive and yeah, I'll ride in the bed.

[She has been thinking about this for a while now. The fact that she has the truck was just a lucky coincidence.]

It'll work better than trying to take a bus. Plus, we'll get there faster.

[iustitiae]

It'll still be awhile. You're going to be kind of uncomfortable.

[but he's still willing to drive it.]

[outstandingbalance]

If you have a better idea, I'm all ears. One way or the other I'm going to Vandare though.

[And she's had a lot less comfortable rides than the bed of a pick up.

She holds out the keys for him.]

[iustitiae]

I don't really have a better idea, no.

[he takes the keys from her, waiting to follow her out]

Hopefully we won't hit a lot of traffic.

[outstandingbalance]

Hopefully not.

[She leads the way out and around the building to where the truck is parked—she wasn't lying, either. It's a real POS. Definitely not what either of them would be driving back home.]

And hopefully it doesn't breakdown. So far, so good.

[iustitiae]

[holy fuck. that is hideous. he legitimately just stares at it for a moment before looking at her]

Did you pay actual money for this? It looks like they should've paid you to take it off their hands.

[outstandingbalance]

I didn't pay a dime for it. The previous owner wasn't going to need it anymore...

[She's not exactly proud of it, but she's not ashamed either.]

Why let it go to waste?

[iustitiae]

[that is......really shady...........]

I'm going to be honest with you, it probably should have gone to waste.

[outstandingbalance]

[Really very shady.]

I appreciate your honesty.

[She continues her approach, not pausing when she reaches the truck. She's not entirely sure how she's going to haul herself up into the back, but since wall walking is an actual thing, she figures it can be done.]

[iustitiae]

We're probably going to die driving this thing.

[it's a pointless protest since he's going to get in the truck anyway he's just. so salty about this.]

[outstandingbalance]

[Sorry. Next time she loots a car from a dead person, she'll try to get something in better condition.]

If we do, you can blame me. Say I made you get in this death trap and you were too afraid to say no.

[iustitiae]

That's fair. Totally fair.

[outstandingbalance]

I'll assume by fair, you mean true.

[Her tone is dry, but also distracted as she tries to get all of her legs in the back of the truck and find a way to settle herself that isn't completely uncomfortable.

Soeki better appreciate what they do for him]

[iustitiae]

I imagine it won't come to that.

[he waits to make sure she's safely in the truck bed before actually getting into this horrible thing]

[outstandingbalance]

[It is every bit as bad as he thinks it is, from the way the rusty door to the creaky seat, to the cracked dash. Connor must really care about Soeki, because that's the only way to explain why he'd be caught in this heap.

Natasha just does her best to get comfortable.]