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[faithful_slayer]

The trunk is packed with what meager belongings Faith and Wendell have.

Goodbyes and explanations have been given.

It's 1500 miles to Metropolis, the car is fully charged, and we haven't got shades.

Let the Road Trip begin.

Comments

[idealistvermin]

"Righ' 'en."

He figures out the seatbelt on the first try (congratulations, Wen) and grins at her.

"Where to first?"

[faithful_slayer]

"Don't know. I haven't got a roadmap." Faith grins back with a little shrug. "I just figure we pick a direction and head that way."

She hasn't started having dreams about where to go. Yet.

[idealistvermin]

"As good a plan as any."

[faithful_slayer]

In the end, Faith decides on 'South.'

And so, South it is.

Shame the radio's useless. It was pretty good, once upon a time.

Half an hour out of town, Faith glances over at Wendell, speculatively. "Could be a lot to salvage, if we don't find other people. But I sorta hope we do."