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[color=#837E7C]At least she got out of the women's bathroom in one piece. Jules was still a little bitter about having this tall one around, but she could keep an eye on him this way. Jules allowed a small scowl to cross her expression, wincing when she felt pain strike her face again. She was able to handle it, though she was more annoyed than anything. The blow wasn't hurting as much as before. Perhaps it would become less inflamed in the next day or so. She passed by Donny, once again patting him on the shoulder to aid in waking him up, before she glanced towards Simon. First aid kit, huh. [color=#41A317][b]"I'll accompany you to your horse. Though, I think I have a plan,"[/b][/color] she added on. [color=#41A317][b]"You should stick with us until we get through the desert. We'll be safer in numbers, no?"[/b][/color]

That, and she could actually get a read on him like she had planned [i]before[/i] she got in this whole mess.

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She was exhausted. 

All five of them had traveled a significant amount of ground. The desert was tough to traverse, and the scenery was less than welcoming. All around them were sandy dunes, in the distance there were stark cliffs; to be frank, everything looked the same to her. Whoever was in charge of leading them for now had to have a good sense of direction... if they actually had a sense of where they were going. Jules didn't trust any of these people with her life, but since they were American, they might have a better idea of where they were going for now-- even though she wouldn't be surprised if they were stupid enough to lose themselves in the desert, even with a map.

For now, they decided to make camp. The desert night was surprisingly chilly, a stark contrast from the desperate heat they suffered through during the day. They had found enough firewood to make a small campfire. Large enough to cook whatever they had on them, but small enough to attract any unwanted attention if they were lucky. She sat down on the sand, her back leaning against a rock that crested around their little camp. For once, she was strangely silent as she mulled over what had transpired. It had been quite the different start than she expected. The second stage was going to take more than a week or two. What was going to happen next? [color=#41A317][i]It's not like things could get even more bizarre,[/i][/color] she thought to herself as she pulled her bag towards her. Rummaging through the contents for a few moments, she pulled out her package of jerky and opened it. She stared into the distance as she ate, chewing slowly as she savored her small meal.  [/color]