that roadtrip song from a goofy movie softly plays

[livesarock]

WHO: Geddoe and Zel (still cured btw)
WHERE: All over the friggin country...FOLLOWING A RAIL LINE MORE OR LESS
WHEN: 1/29 to....whenever they get back in one piece...AT LEAST A WEEK.
WARNINGS: elle doesn't capitalize in action brackets OH NO seriously idk what to warn about
SUMMARY: screw this snow noise we're going out west. totally not going to get lost along the way.
FORMAT: no

   So once upon a time, two men from high fantasy settings decided that record-breaking snowfall on the east coast was stupid and also being hassled by local authorities for magically blowing up things wasn't much fun either. The solution was clear: Get the hell out of Dodge the City.

   By train. Because lots of people took the train - it has to be totally fine, right?

   A series of train rides with hopes to getting to Arizona. Here's some threads of what happens along the way and after. ENJOY.

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[livesarock]

[zel took his sweetass time returning(not really, because...WELL THERE ARE LIKE 2 TREES IN A ZILLION MILES FROM HERE), flying no less because after about fifteen minutes of treeish no-show, he was impatient. and hungry. so screw it, he's flying with his armful of kindling.

actually no, he's landing with his armful of kindling. hey old man. have a huff and a glance over your way on return.]

[trueltning_fury]

[meanwhile the camp has been set up and dinner freshly killed and cleaned. Mmm tasty. It'll be rabbits, it looks like, though don't ask how he caught them when he can't shoot a bow.]

There you are. Good work.

[livesarock]

[it no doubt involved a benny hill montage.

zel dumps his findings on the ground rather unceremoniously, grunting a reply. he takes a knee and gets to work making the pit.] We're going to have to move if we stay out here another night. This is all I could find close by.

[trueltning_fury]

Mm. [Geddoe comes closer as if to critique his fire-building skills, though really it's a one-man job right now and he's got blood on his hands] That might be wise. Move to higher ground, maybe find a place to camp that has a bit of shelter.

[he looks up at the sky, then, and the growing twilight]

...this will do for tonight, though.

[livesarock]

[there's really no sense in getting showy as far as firebuilding goes, but zel's not a flint-carrying kind of guy, so once all of the starting kindling's stacked in place, he mumbles under his breath to ignite the air in front of his finger, drawing it down to catch on the wood. ta da!

he leans back, shifting weight off his knee to his backside and scooting away, dragging a few unneeded pieces of wood along with him. forgetting just what he was about to do a second ago gives him pause to consider - huh - that he hadn't been camping outdoors in a long time. longer still with the body to actually feel and appreciate the heat.

weird.]

[trueltning_fury]

[magically-lit fires are the best. In no time Geddoe is crouched on the other side of the fire, coaxing it to build hotter before he starts roasting the meat]

That's more like it. Good one.

[livesarock]

[zel reclines, propped up on his elbows as he watches with a dulled interest. so there was usual stoic geddoe, bored and drinking geddoe, cranky about magic geddoe, cooking geddoe...zel was learning a bit even when he wasn't setting out to!]

Did your unit roam around and camp out like this? Back before.

[trueltning_fury]

Mhm. [expertly tending the fire] The others tended to whine if we were away from an inn for too long, but I prefer camping.

[he glances up and omfg is that a smile?] ...they were of the mind that anywhere you couldn't get a drink was uncivilized.

[livesarock]

[weirder things've happened and it could be just a trick of the campfire light, but hey. zel's eyebrows lift momentarily anyway. seen everything yet? no? getting close now.]

Huh. [he lays back, head cushioned by his hands.] I know the type.

[trueltning_fury]

[hey, he can be happy sometimes...really!]

Ran with a few besides Lina, did you?

[livesarock]

Sometimes. [not always by choice.

...usually not by choice.] It's some kind of weird side-effect of Lina just being Lina. She drags people into her messes and weird ideas, usually for the long haul.

[dryly:] Or she'll just wheedle into your business and not leave well enough alone, which in turn drags you into her business...

[trueltning_fury]

Ahh. [slight smirk. Sounds almost like someone he knew a long time ago]

So you're part of her crew, and not the other way around.

[livesarock]

No, I'm not. [he says it quickly, in an almost kiddish, nuh-uh! kind of tone.

beat.

...yeah, he is. dangit. sigh. resigned:] Not by choice. I said she's nosy, so.

[trueltning_fury]

[sniff. Oh how he knows how that works]

It happens to the best of us.

[the fire is hot enough for cooking, by now, so time to roast some tasty rabbit-kebabs. Mmm]

[livesarock]

[hrumph. zel scowls up at the sky as if it's totally partially the sky's fault and...he wonders how the hell the discussion got linafied again. nevermind that it was probably definitely his fault.

he mulls and grumbled about this and that in silence for a while, attention brought back by a particularly loud crackle from the fire. his head turns on habit, but he can't see geddoe from the way he's laying at the moment. well, whatever. it's not like there's other people to talk aloud to and cause confusion.]

Do you want any of them to show up here?

[trueltning_fury]

[there's a long silence before any kind of answer. There has to be thinking, since every time that very question crossed his mind before, he hadn't answered it. The fire pops and meat sizzles to fill the blank space]

I neither want it, nor don't. [another pause, much shorter though] It would be nice to see a familiar face, but I get along fine without them. I'm not sure I want to inflict Ace on the female population of this world, though.

[livesarock]

[zel makes a suspicious, vaguely amused sound.] A lot of them can blow up buildings here, though.

[trueltning_fury]

[whatever mental image that just gave him, now he's laughing - a low, rumbly chuckle that he can't hide even if he ducks his head]

He's resilient, though. Queen hasn't killed him yet, not for lack of trying.

[livesarock]

Henh. [zel lets himself grin -- c'mon, he's staring upwards; not like he's killin his straightface image (that he thinks he has) doing something like that once in a while.] Is that saying something?

[trueltning_fury]

It really is.

[the chuckle trails off after a bit. Ahh...funny]

Does it make a difference? Having someone from home, here, I mean.

[livesarock]

I don't know. [beat.

well...] I guess.

It's something to pay attention to.

[trueltning_fury]

That's it?

[mulling, while cooking. Hahaha "cooking"]

Granted. An incentive not to ignore everything is a good idea...

[livesarock]

It's only inconvenient if you've got something better to do, I guess. [hell, what does he know about what's convenient for geddoe?

zel sits up eventually, rubbing the back of his head. it's not very comfortable laying on your hands for so long. but that's fine, because food will be soon. he frowns a little, still mulling his response over.]

Or...if you'd rather not have them exposed to this place for whatever reason.

[trueltning_fury]

It's not that. [as he tests the kebabs to see if they're done enough to eat yet] They're mercenaries. They chose to follow me into a war they had no stake in, because they trusted me. They'd be fine, here...although I can see a couple of them annoying the hell out of everyone.

I traveled alone for many years; being without my team is no big deal to me.

[livesarock]

[zel fidgets around, crossing his legs and dropping his hands in his lap, frowning at the fire a bit before shooting geddoe a wary glance.] So why did you go back to the City? And stick around?