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March 27th, 2677[/color][hr][/right]
[indent]As Percy opens the door to leave the vehicle with Alan and Stein, he turns to Alexandria. [color=lightsteelblue][b]"Make sure the trip home is [i]extra[/i] bumpy, alright? I think you missed a couple potholes,"[/b][/color] He smiles tersely, and then goes to follow the other two. 

His intent was to just to mess with her - he'd ridden with her at least three times now - but his tone of voice made it sound like he was more angry than snarky. Sadly, he did'nt realize [i]how [/i]angry he sounded until he heard the gates closing behind them. He turned - why, he didn't know; [color=lightsteelblue][i]It'd be too awkward to apologize [b]now[/b][/i][/color] - but by the time he was turned around, the gates were shut tight. It would be oh-so easy to just dive headfirst into one of the many whirring machines around him to end it all and avoid having to look her or Madison in the face ever again. Instead of that, though, he grit his teeth and just half-jogged to catch back up to the other two, rubbing his hands together to warm them up. The usual cold on top of the blood rushing to his face to form the obvious signal he fucked up socially made his hands go numb for a moment. He should've put some gloves on.

[color=lightsteelblue][i]Wait... Madison.[/i][/color] Percy groaned softly as he recollected bits and pieces of the night before for probably the thousandth time that morning. The thing he remembers most is.. well, it was getting slapped harder than he'd ever been slapped by a woman (other than Laura) in his [i]life[/i], but following close behind was that look of betrayal on Madison's face. The thought of her being so upset put his stomach in knots. As soon as he gets back he has got to hunt her down and-

He almost walked into Alan and Stein. Apparently he was so zoned out and in his own head, he failed to realize where they were walking.

[color=slategray][b]“They only sent three of you? [i]Fantastic.[/i]”[/b][/color]

Before either Stein or Alan could say anything more useful, Percy replied, [color=lightsteelblue][b]"Would four of us have been better?"[/b][/color]
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