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[slayer_fray]

The midwest of America is really boring. Especially in a post-acopalyptic America in which nearly all the buildings and most of the people have been destroyed. Especially on a road trip.

Even with the occasional monster to fight, the parts between fights are still really really boring.

At least, that's Hana's opinion, which is why she's been twitching and fidgeting and crying most of the way, so that Mel has had to resort to sitting in the back with her, reading out loud for everyone's benefit.

The very hungry caterpillar has just turned into a beautiful butterfly. For the fourth time this morning.

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[alwaysroomforhope]

It's the third night of what Steph had hoped would be a two-day trip, and it's been a long, long three days. Steph is grumpy.

Katara isn't. She's happy and excited and giggly, and is enjoying every moment of this trip, chatting with her friends and seeing all over this big strange world.

Making camp means Katara is finding water and purifying it for them to drink; that's her one and only job. It's not like there's much else she can do. She drifts off into (and through) the rubble that surrounds their preferred campsite, waving a cheerful goodbye. "I'll be back soon, guys! With water!"

Steph, who's spent the whole day driving, has Loo in her lap and is half-nodding off against a tree. She's supposed to be watching the stew, but ... well, it's been a long trip. At least she and Sokka are exempt from standing watch at night - the one upside to being the group's drivers.


With luck, they should make their destination tomorrow. With more luck, they'll all make it in one piece. Right now, it's just quiet making-camp time for Team Chicago.

That's all. Just quiet and peaceful.

Because that always lasts, around here.