[h1][b][i][color=3333FF][center]Alcander Mires[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=3333FF]Location:[/color] Hotel Shikta
[color=3333FF]Interacting with:[/color] [@Lady Amalthea][@Charnobylisk]
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Alcander nodded. "[color=3333FF]Sure.[/color]" he breathed, giving Murphy a knowing smile like he used to give his friends back in the states when they had just been through an ordeal together. He hooked Desh's arm around his shoulder, and began to help move him towards the Bus. They nearly tripped over a few bodies as they moved, but they made it. Alcander told Murphy to keep Desh steady while the young man grabbed the keys out of the manager's pockets, opened the bus door, and led everybody in. 

He hopped into the driver's seat, and once everyone was seated, he revved up the vehicle and turned the headlights on. It was a tad different than the car he owned back home, but he drove it well enough. There was one point where he nearly hit a goat, but only for it running across the road out of nowhere. They all made it home safe and sound.