OoC: Ah, still. It makes me feel bad. x3 I'm pretty well killing us. I guess this isn't exactly one of those roleplays that's so fragile and ready to just be forgotten and dead at any moment, but I hate to think of it..
Darn it with school and laziness.
Now. Sorry if Knives' part is a little boring or wordy. I was reaaaally tired when I wrote it. xD The rest should be fine though.

Knives watched the top of the rock face as the pair disappeared behind it. It almost looked like they'd just been absorbed by it - joined into it as one ma-ssive space of darkness. And without a word or name mentioned at all. Either they were trying to be mysterious, or the big one just cared that little about being friendly. The Plant rather liked the second option.

But then, no matter which it was.. what was he to do if they really felt so confident about doing it all without his help? He wouldn't have struck up a deal if he'd thought they were still just going to run off and grab her the same as they would have done anyway. What a waste of time that would be, even if it all started just for the sake of curiosity. No. He had to do something to help the deal along - wouldn't want to take any chance in failure, at least. Not with something like this.

The shifters probably knew what they were doing when it came to Ces, but it wasn't likely they knew the others so well. Knives did. Especially his brother, who would be the most important. After all, Vash was the one who just couldn't ignore the puppy - the one who started this whole thing in the first place by bringing it home. Knives would have to be a distraction. That meant he had to get back to the ghost-town first.

And that meant he had to find some way out of this canyon. Damnit. He'd hardly managed to get inside it intact. His wings were too wide around these pillars, and the rock they were made of wasn't exactly easy to stab. He wouldn't be able to get out either.

He growled a sigh. Apparently he'd be walking as long as he was in here.

"Well, actually.. I was going to say the Tardis too," Vash said, crossing his arms in a hint of a pout. "I guess that was the obvious answer though, huh? Well, except to Wolfwood's kid here. Starlett, was it?" He bent down to be more at her level - at least, until Wolfwood kicked him in the leg, and he just about fell over.

"Yes, Starlett," the priest sighed. "Now stop acting like a kid. You're aggravating enough when you act normal - even if it can be depressing as Hell sometimes. An' I would say when you act your age, but I guess if you did that, you'd be callin' us all kiddies and driving around everywhere in a flying wheelchair from God knows how many years ago. Which would be pretty convenient, actually.."

Vash stuck his tongue out. "At least I'm trying to help with ideas for right now. We really do need to be crashing somewhere soon, and the Tardis is probably the best place to do that. I know you have your crappy motorcycle to carry you around, but we've been on foot since we got here. Shade, wherever she is, had an entire army of dead people after her, Ces has had to shift all to July and back, I apparently got stabbed to death, and we don't even know what poor Starlett here's gone through. Sure looks like it's not good though."

"So.. c'mon. We'll go to December to get you somewhere safe tomorrow." He poked Star on the forehead. "Right now, we have to find the Doctor and Shade and all her.. cat-friends. I'm not sure what they'll be doing, but the Doctor knows his flying box best."

OoC: Yay thank you! :) Kk. I haven't been on Res for ageesssssss... I gotta think of something to write that's not one sentence, haha. x3

OoC: Mouseh. :D *sits upon*
... Hurjad's hatred of the world makes me laugh. x3
Ahm. I'll get Knives later. I hafta go to school now, and the half-paragraph I had for him wasn't exactly going anywhere anyway.

Vash frowned at Ces' realisation. It'd definitely be true within a week or two. Even such a tiny town had to have visitors stop by from time to time. "Well.. I guess I really can't help that," he sighed. "When someone finds this place and the news starts spreading on the radio, it'll just be another blame to add to the pile. We'll just have to keep a low profile as long as we're still here."

"As for what'll happen to.. all of them.." He just barely lglanced over his shoulder, then lowered his head again, looking sick. Too much - too much grief, lying everywhere. "Uhm. I was.. I was thinking I'd just get up early in the morning to bury them - or at least, to get to as many as I can manage before we have to go or something. I usually get up around the same time the suns do, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem."

"I guess I'm helping you with that?" Wolfwood put in in an obvious grumble.

"Yep. Just like old times." The Plant smiled a little. "Saving people from thugs and cleaning up the messes we made in the process and wandering the desert for days on end. All that kinda stuff."

"That was only a few months ago. Not exactly old times."

"So? It was still pretty fun, usually. Now.." He turned away and looked over toward the big building in the center of town. "So Shade and the Doctor are still over there? I guess we should go get 'em.. Or maybe we could just yell something about food and hope Shade hears it. Either would probably work."

OoC: Oh hai. :) I've only been going on here on my ipod, and I can't post on there :( Consider me a poofed for a while. Real life stuffs :3