[center][b] Das the Ready[/b][/center]
[center][i]It ain’t easy living like a gypsy, tell you honey how it’s been. I’ve been dreamin’, floatin’ down a stream n’ losing touch with all that’s real. - Mama kin [/i][/center]

	Das looked to his left; sand. He looked to his right; sand. He turned his attention back to Vivian. Whilst he may have already been on a journey, he wasn’t sure where it was going, perhaps this was the detour, perhaps he should take her up on her offer. It sounded dangerous, but then again, danger was something Das was used to, even content with.

	He nodded his head, “count me in then…” He stopped to think about sleep and shook his head,” as for sleep I suppose I will just sit here until morning, I have had my fill for a while.” 

	He looked at the endless flats of sand and smiled wide, “after all there is so much scenery to take in to keep me busy, right?”