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Knock Out • тнe мad docтor ([personal profile] redcosmedic) wrote in [community profile] fateandfortune 2020-02-10 03:12 am (UTC)

Knock Out's glad that she slept through the night, and that said sleep appeared to have been restful. With everything that he has learned since the data uplink completed, he grimly suspects those nights may come fewer now.

Which was why he is absolutely not saying a thing until she's had at least a chance to wake up, get herself to rights, and had something to eat.

"Kentucky," he answers her query. There's no trace of fatigue in his tone, despite having driven throughout the night. "Halfway between Louisville and Lexington. We made good time."

Outside the tinted windows bustles a new truck stop, this one considerably larger than the sleepy one they'd visited the night before. At this hour the station is active, vehicles pulling in and out of the gas pumps, people (both lone drivers and families traveling) funneling in and out of the store and restaurant. Knock Out's parked a little away from the cluster of vehicles nearest the main entrance, but other than a few casual glances at his alt mode's distinct European styling, no one appears to be paying them any attention.

"How much money do you have left?"

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