Scept gave Vesper a nod, taking the towel and wiping his face. He of all people certainly understood the need to keep moving in light of danger, especially when that threat came from Stamaria. At Thomas' words, though, Scept turned to him instead, slightly surprised the man even needed to ask, "Of course. Nothing's changed except that Stamaria wants all of our heads now, not just mine."
That's right, they were all in the same boat now. Something about that made Scept feel a bit better about his entire situation, even though it didn't make a ton of sense. Better to die with someone than completely alone, anyway. Was it? Who could say.
The Lightning Temple, though. That's what he really wanted. That desire to travel in one direction returned immediately, but he wasn't sure if it was necessarily directly west any longer. Silently, he hoped that'd go away when he finally got there.
Post by Steinerman on May 14, 2012 18:42:07 GMT -5
Thomas nodded once, "Right, then to the Temple we go." He motioned for the others to clamber into the two jeeps, and then radioed the gunships. "Give the good Imperials one more flyby, then bug out. See you boys back at Drage."
The lead gunship waggled its stubby wings in response, then spun in place and shot a final few contemptuous rockets into some of the rubble before heading off into the night, followed closely by its fellows.
Moments later, the two Outcast jeeps sped out through the ruined gates and onto the highways, heading for the Lightning Temple.