[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A020F0]Waverley Watts[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/d72f0c2c2cd8e1f3f97b84e343e0516a/tumblr_pshnnbcZMI1rptfs5o1_400.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Caldecott Tunnel
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	[color=A020F0]"The name Nancy Parker doesn't have anything to do with being the leader of a militaristic Roman cult either. Sometimes names are just names,"[/color] Waverley chirped up from her spot third-wheeling beside the unofficial 'it' couple of the Twelfth Legion. As much as she'd been relieved to find out that Marco was able to handle their Uber, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty that she wasn't able to help. She didn't let it show though, primarily keeping quiet as they made their way through the tunnel.

	When the vehicle pulled to a stop in front of them, Waverley scrambled inside, her guitar banging against the metal of the car in such a way that it would've most definitely sustained noticable damage were it not one of those magical instruments of invincibility. She squeezed into the far back of the van, getting into the left corner furthest from the front. It was a little awkward, getting there with a guitar strapped to her, but she eventually managed to fit uncomfortably in the seat, with her knees pressed against the chair in front of her and her guitar taking up most of her lap (and likely some of the lap of whoever she was sat next to). She felt a little claustrophobic bunched up there. While it was true that she could've transformed the guitar into something more portable, it probably would've meant she'd need to retune it once they got to their destination. This definitely wouldn't have been a problem if they caught a train.

	[color=A020F0]"Um, excuse me, driver? Sorry, I didn't get your name, Marco over there was the one who called the Uber. Anyway, could you please put on some tunes?"[/color] Waverley called out with the confidence of a socially anxious seaslug. Due to the distance she'd put between herself and the driver, she had to raise her voice a little, which she couldn't help but feel a little awkward about.