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Fantasy On The Run (Always Open!)

As soon as they had boarded the buses, having had practically no sleep during the time at the hotel, Ella had slept through the entire journey. She woke now that they were meant to be asleep and found that she was fully awake. It didn't seem like she'd be joining the others in their slumber for some time. Rather than just sit there uselessly, Ella left the bus and stood outside in the cold night air of the car park to keep watch. Not particularly good at being aware of her surroundings, it took Ella a while to realise that they looked vaguely familiar. She had been near here before on some mission, she was sure of it.
 
When Vladimor was tapped on the shoulder he cringed. He hated being tapped as it was a pet peeve of his. "What do you mean? I don't think those were pretty mean words to me." He says truthfully as he rolls his eyes. "Anyways, there's no problem to solve, bug bite." That was a suitable nickname for her. He crosses his arms and taps his foot. "Anything else ya need?" he says, low-key in annoyance. Tonight was beginning to be more eventful, but to his dismay. Whatever.





Derrick hadn't got on the second bus, but sat outside on the floor just in case Vladimor had changed his mind about what bus to be on. Why was it so noisy out? Shouldn't everyone be sleeping? He felt that time was so unorderly here, and it didn't seem right to him. He misses going by a schedule every day.




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"Oh my dear boy, I would rather be called Victoria or Brood Mother. I know those words weren't nice it called sarcasm." She was getting really ticked off by this man, not only was he rude but he couldn't even have the decency to be civil. "Now mister was should I call you, rather then just give you a terrible nickname." She felt the desire to kill him like she had done to so many others but that wouldn't help her case with the others, even the little insects crawling inside her wanted to kill him and she was constantly having to restrain them.
 

Matt just looked at the cat when it started pawing at the door, before suddenly realizing it was probably cold. "Okay cat." he said in a rough voice, getting up and prying open the bus doors for it, which had closed shut due to the wind. He tried to step back unto the bus, but every step he took was unsteady and only made the wound on his back worse. It wasn't long before Tabitha noticed this quickly forced him into one of the bus seats up front, before going to look for a first-aid kit. She found one near the bus driver's stuff, (who was sleeping who-knows-where until morning) but when she turned back Matthew had put himself as close to the window as he possibly could, his back against it, making it impossible for Tabitha to work. "I'm disappointed in you." she announced to Matthew, before going outside to the rest of the group. "Who's the strongest here? I don't need speed or anything like that, just blunt strength." She knew Matthew would be screaming and begging for her to stop once she began stitching him up, but she needed somebody to restrain him for long enough so she could even put them in!

Ooc: Um, it's still night for everyone else in the RP @Ldybug123 , I don't know why you're making it so late when it doesn't fit the majority's story at all...​
 

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