#9

The ride wasn't too long, thankfully, since it was a quiet one. Scarlett had been relieved when Evelyn agreed to let the man with the lance come along, but slightly iffy on the bikers. It didn't matter now. So far the bikers hadn't killed or tried to capture them so she was fine with it. 

She stayed quiet until they got to the man's shelter, her eyes lighting up when she saw the sign. "Hey, I've been to one of these before.... This explains Sir Lancelot's weapon of choice." She smiled slightly at her own little joke and got out of the vehicle when they were safely inside, her pistol safely on her back. The arrows were the first thing that caught her eye, causing the knee jerk reaction to call for her sister, but stopped mid-sentence when she remembered that she wasn't there. 
"This is a pretty nice shelter you have here." Scarlett stayed near the truck as she let her eyes wander, waiting for Evelyn to see if she was fine.