[color=gray]"Ooh, scary,"[/color] said Nicodemus, head leaning back in mock fear. Really, she was a funny girl. Frightened one moment, threatening the next. The only problem was that it was difficult to feel threatened when one's vulnerable side was laid bare, open for the world to see. To Nick, her words were as hollow as the bus's fuel tank. [color=gray]"In the meantime, I'll work on getting the gas you need. The sooner we're out of here the better, [i]right[/i]?"[/color] he said, obviously echoing her earlier pleas of wanting to get away, and go home.

Picking up his crowbar from the floor, he gave it a little twirl before stepping out of the shed. He turned to Alexander, giving him a level look. [color=gray]"I'll be scavenging the east side of here, near the penitentiary, you?"[/color] He figured it would be better to be clear where he was going to be searching, to avoid any muck-ups and to widen their area of search.

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