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[ladybirdcrap]

Rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin, rollin rollin rollin raaawhiiiiiiiiide move em on head em up move em on head em up rawhide! Cut em out, ride em in, cut em out, ride em in, rawhide

[Mission: you're still on the road. are you hungry yet. tired? too bad.]

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[dices]

[ traded the horse with someone because his balls hurt too much fuck horses he decided he hates them

wagon it is ]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[yeah as nice as it was to chat about bo's relationship problems and species whilst pressed up against her for five hours, once he realized they'd managed to steal another wagon he was back on the wagon like immediately.]

[leaning out the back and smoking.]

[dices]

[ leaning against something solid, arm over it with his face half on his shoulder. looks at him and shakes his head ]

With all that we walk, you should really quit, man.

[rhymeswithdesign]

You're probably right.

[he's definitely right, but since when has constantine cared?

oh well. pitches the rest out the back onto a nice dry brown clump of brush. slides back inside and leans against the side.]

[eyebrows at retreating clara. sorry not sorry.]

[recurred]

[best sleep yet. nothing can break her stride]

[recurred]

[except if constantine is in there smoking thx but nothx]

[sleepy crawls out of wagon and onto the driver's bench]

[noshoes]

[ why u move i was sleeping on you
rolls and continues to sleep ]

[cabineyes]

[ apparently the start of a long line of sleeping cardboards. ]

[ but finally. he's free! stretches. ]

[crotchbite]

[ tired as fuck, hasn't slept since that nap after being shot and then got dumped but you can't really dump what you've never had w/e w/e

headaches all around. her legs hurt from the horse riding. wants to shoot something. yes anger manages very well thank you very much. ]

[ladybirdbook]

[ sitting on a log on the side of the road. caws. ]

[nosleeves]

[literally appears out of thin air about thirty feet in front of the caravan]

[pretty much all he can fucking see is desert, but does a quick turn and draws on the approaching horses]

[nosleeves]

[shut up crow, nobody wants you]

[armedarchaeologist]

[hand goes to sidearm. surprisedbrows.]

Oh, tell me that's not a teleporting bandit.

[cabineyes]

[ peeking outside from the wagon. ]

Bloody hell!

[crotchbite]

[ sometimes prayers are answered because he might be her something to shoot at

quickly draws her handgun and stops the horse with a hand on her reigns ]

Put it down.

[nosleeves]

[shuffles back a few steps. he's fucking outnumbered. awesome. just great. its fine with zombies, but people may be just as stupid but less predictable]

[like he's going to lower his weapon just yet, he just traveled space and time to get dropped at your feet. he'll go down fighting]

How about you tell me what the fuck is going on first, Red.

[armedarchaeologist]

[slowly raises his hand from his weapon.]

We've all been yanked here from different times and universes to follow a magic map to an inadequately explained end point.

[beat.]

Unless you're from Alderwood, in which case we're not sorry and we do kind of outnumber you so you should probably put that down and go back.

[sawedoff]

[no sir i dont trust it]

[hangs way behind the wagon to watch the zombies discuss their zombieing]

[666]

[crotchbite]

[ i feel u bro but what can you do. he's michonne's acquaintance so. ask her. ]

[sawedoff]

[yea when she's done reunioning. slowly horsing away from them but he keeps throwing a glance over his shoulder every now and again. not that he can talk about his concerns with hel considering they're top secret or some bullshit]

You look like you wanted to use that guy for target practice. Rough night?

[crotchbite]

[ she's concerned because suddenly we had a much smaller group and now it's back to whacky numbers. looks over to him and shrugs ]

He drew first.

[recurred]

[takes up night watch because she slept most of the day away]

[settles onto the top of the wagon with her crossbow, watching people settle in, unlike the doctor who is probably really fascinated by tumba fauna right now.]

[crossmyhearts]

[ was having the time of his life discovering new forms of life. except not really ]

[ stumbles his way out of a bush and twirls in place, once, twice, gets a little dizzy-- then spots her ]

Ah! There you are! [ runs over and hops onto the wagon ]

[recurred]

[watches his little dance before he makes it over]

[settles the weapon by her feet so she can rest her arms on her knees to watch him]

Enjoying yourself?

[crossmyhearts]

Yes, well... A man has to find ways of busying himself, right? Usually this is about when we get on the TARDIS and jump over to the next place.

That said, I'm... [ a loud and a bit childish sigh ] bored.