weakerlink:

Kayura had really needed to get out of Tokyo for a few days. There was an old summer home that had belonged to her family for a long time but she hadn't been there in many years. She didn't want to go alone so she had invited her 'big brother' to come with her.

The dog was asleep in the back seat soundly looking like a mass of white hair. Kayura is in a very good mood right up until she hears a clunk and a sputter from her car.

"Oh.....Dear. That doesn't sound good."

artofcreation:

They had been driving all night. Well she had she was sure Greg had slept. It was just after sunrise when she decided that she needed to pull into a rest stop. There was an old fashioned looking dinner, a big looking rest room, and a gas station.

She needed coffee so badly so she parked the car and let out a groan. She might need a hand getting out of the car at this point.

"Mornin' Greg," she grumbles trying to not face plant on the steering wheel. Once she has coffee and something terrible for her she'll feel better.

shield_maiden:

Svalin just looked around. One second they were in the lab at the Defenders' Compound and the next they were standing in the middle of the desert. Griffen had come back to the compound to visit his mother and the Defenders and to grab a few things from his lab. Svalin had agreed to watch a demostration of a new device that would transport them short distances. Instead it transported them into the middle of the desert.

There was a road that ran from east to west. There wasn't a car in sight.

"Well friend Griffen, what shouldst we do now?"

bio_nerd:

Stepping out of the roadside diner they'd made a stop at, Lena feels refreshed and ready to go. She figured it was her turn at the wheel now anyway, poor Tim had done most of the driving until now.

"Okay, I'll admit, I know about your whole thing about getting fellow lab people out and about to enjoy society and all but this is actually quite fun. There, I said it. I can enjoy being out of the lab."

In fact, maybe she'd make the effort to leave it more oft- ...damn it. No. This could not be...she'd bet the new equipment on it's way to her lab that they'd parked the car right there! And it had been locked. 

There's some unlady-like swearing under her breath now.