Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24260323-20151016153337/@comment-25924729-20151115004729

For the millionth time since they left on trailers, Vale yawned in boredom. She stretched out comfortably on a seat near the back of the truck reading the books she brought from home.

She chose the lonely backseat for two reasons, because it was near the largest exit behind the truck, enabling a quick exit in case they were attacked. But mostly because her antisocialness prompted her to stay far away from the others.

She was trying hard to concentrate on her reading, but the incesssant humming was a constant distraction for the bookworm girl. Gritting her teeth in annoyance, she finally gave up and stuffed the book roughly into her bag.

She stood up, stretched her stiff limbs and made a tour around the truck to inspect the cargo. So far it was untouched and Vale intended to keep it that way, or not. Part of her wished that the Crimson Devil would hurry up and attack them or something, anything to kill this boredom!

Ending her survey, she didn't return to her seat, but chose a new one near the driver's seat, on his right. She made herself comfortable and sat cross legged on the stool, waiting for someone to start a conversation, even if it wasn't with her. She could be satisfied listening to gossip to satisfy her curiosity.