[center][h2][color=teal]Jarvis Hugo Moore[/color][/h2]
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Jarvis, being Jarvis, had all his stuff packed and ready to go well before he got the text from Ariel. The wording sounded pretty ominous but he didn't linger on it too much. Instead, he grinned a bit as he hefted one of his bags over his shoulders. "[color=teal]Avengers Assemble,[/color]" he mumbled to himself, almost forgetting that he was wearing a Captain America shirt, of the superhero's shield; only made the quote more fitting. He picked up his other suitcase, having already checked everything over thrice. He had plenty of clothes, his bathroom necessities, and even a few of his favorite comics and a book full of thought-invoking questions, because who knew? He might actually get bored. It'd be a good distraction for having to sit in the car for a while, too, because he hated sitting still for too long. He was probably going to annoy everyone with his constant fidgeting that was sure to happen. Because, he had to ride with someone; he didn't have a car of his own and his father needed his truck for work, obviously. Just because Jarvis was taking a vacation away, didn't mean his father was.

He was going to miss his dad. But... he felt like he needed this little get-away. He had been so stressed out and frustrated, confused and worried over something he couldn't control. He wanted to tell his dad but... not right now. He just couldn't. He came out of his bedroom, to find his father waiting for him, ready to drive him on over. His dad didn't say much at first and Jarvis did feel guilty. He knew he was much of a support beam for his dad and going away was hurting him. The ride over was quiet, only filled with the quiet classic rock coming from the radio, and out through the speakers of the old pick-up. Old rust bucket, was what it was. The truck, loudly, pulled to a stop behind a car that was already parked in front of the house. Jarvis almost cringed at how loud it was. He wasn't embarrassed but he knew it was bothersome to some people. He noticed they caught the attention of a man watering his lawn. They got the stink eye and Jarvis frowned at the attitude of some people.

"Have fun." his dad finally spoke and Jarvis turned to him, nodding. "[color=teal]I will... and I'll be careful.[/color]" he added, because he knew his dad was worried, the man just wouldn't admit it. Jarvis leaned over the middle console that was pulled down and gave his dad a hug, which the man awkwardly returned in the small space, and weird angle. "[color=teal]I'll be back before you know it! And I'll call a lot, okay?[/color]" he said, pushing open the heavy truck door, it creaking loudly in protest. He hopped out, giving his dad a beaming smile. His dad sighed and nodded. "Okay, enjoy it." he said as Jarvis hefted his filled-to-the-brim bags out of the bed of the truck. "[color=teal]I will! Love you![/color]" he said and, using his hip, slammed the door shut. The truck left in a puff of black smoke and Jarvis ignored the stink eye of that neighbor as he approached the house. He hadn't even noticed that someone was waiting at the door, since where his dad had parked, a bush had blocked his view of the front porch.

"[color=teal]Hey Phil![/color]" he greeted excitedly; to be honest, he hadn't gotten to know Phil that well. Mostly, he heard about him from Lizzy, since he spoke to Lizzy a lot in their shared music class. He dropped his heavier bag as he waited for the door to be opened, assuming the other teen had knocked already. "[color=teal]Should be an adventure, yeah?[/color]" he asked kindly, just an attempt to spark some conversation, but he wasn't sure if it would work; if they got interrupted by someone answering the door or Phil didn't answer him, that was all right. Jarvis didn't take offense easily or hold anything against anyone at all.