The driving wasn't too bad, Zephyr had always enjoyed long car rides. Really the annoying part was digging the car out of the wreckage of what used to be a shed. At least, he was pretty sure it used to be a shed, the car really did a number on it. After that little hiccup though it was mostly smooth sailing. Zephyr offered to drive when Sam was looking a little groggy, not like the guy could handle driving the whole way to wherever it was they were going. There wasn't a whole lot of chit chat, it gave Zephyr a lot of time to think. Think about these abilities he had been gifted with and what his new role in the world would be. This wasn't like a movie, people weren't thrilled that people with supernatural abilities existed. People like him were hunted, he'd be a wanted man probably for the rest of his life. But the gods had blessed him with this power for a reason, and he'd have to figure out what that reason was. Maybe the people he would meet at their rendezvous would shed some light on the situation, even incidentally. When he wasn't driving he meditated on what all his new abilities might be. During his meditations he found he felt very connected to the earth, and also to his own body. It seemed his talents lied in his ability to alter his physical abilities. At one point he looked out the window and sharpened his senses to an incredible degree, noticing tons of small animals in the grass and weaknesses in the road. At which point Zephyr nearly passed out from exhaustion. [i]Mental note, don't use the Eyes of Horus for long or often[/i]. Eventually the group made their way through another portal and had found themselves in a run down shopping mall. It wasn't much, but it seemed secure at the very least. Zephyr listened to the speeches and gave some mild applause when it seemed appropriate. Afterwards one of the guys around him made a comment about where they were, and how the mall was a classic hideout in an apocalypse scenario. "Pretty sure that's when the mall still has food and stuff," Zephyr pointed out, "but I will agree it's a very defensible position. Kind of like a castle in that regard." The guy seemed worried about graffiti for some reason, "do I want to know about your deal with graffiti? Also, I'm Zephyr by the way." Looking at the others around they all seemed to have been picked up recently. One person caught his eye, they seemed to have a hand made out of moss and tree bark. He didn't want to go over and ask for fear of being rude but whoever did that had an incredible power, a blessing from one of the many nature deities.