Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-25924729-20151108032122

Vale was late, but with good reason.

Not wanting to spend the night with strangers in an unfamiliar club, especially after considering her hostile relationship with Earl Gray and Vert, she'd left the group last night. Running the 3 hour journey back to Eastballow while the others slept.

She'd said her goodbyes to Mother and packed up some supplies before heading to the rendezvous point, now sporting a satchel containing fresh ammo, Dust and needles for her tattoos, clothes and books for the journey.

She approached the transport vehicle with her face buried in "Sherlock Holmes and the Beowolf of the Baskervilles", completely absorbed in the novel. WIthout looking up, she mumbled a passing greeting and entered the truck.