And if their Heaven ain't got a vacancy

[goodluckkobra]

Who: Kobra Kid and OPEN
When: Throughout May
Where: Battery City and the surrounding desert Zones
What: Running, mostly
Warnings: potential for violence or references to drug use, but they can be easily avoided if you'd prefer I gloss over those details.


Battery City
The City is clean, almost devoid of personality, and Kobra jolts at the sudden sight of it. This is where he'd died and he remembers it so clearly. It takes him a moment to get with the program, but then he does start to look around frantically for anyone who might notice them and tell someone.

The only human form he can see on this block is a worn and weary pleasure droid and he's not too worried about him. He's likely got his own troubles to contend with and he doesn't seem to take much note of two strangers. Kobra's thankful for once that he's forced to dress in a more subdued manner on the ship than he's accustomed to here.

Of course, once he turns around, he comes face to face with a three foot tall rendering of his face on a wanted poster. It's right next to Party's and Ghoul's and Jet's.

"Should probably get ourselves outta here real quick..."

Zone 3
They're in the desert. That could be good or bad. There's no telling what zone they're in, but at least he knows they can't see the city from here.

He huffs out a tired breath and pulls his bandanna up over his nose.

"Let's start moving."

It only takes a few steps in the sand before he's tilting his head at a rock formation that can't be more than a mile out. He stays stock still, squinting into the hear.

"Huh. Might actually have an idea where we are."

With that, he turns a full 180 and starts back in the direct opposite direction he'd been about to walk in.

"If I'm right, shouldn't be more than an hour to food and shade." And home. They're not far from the Diner.

Wildcard
(Take Kobra to your character's homeworld or hit me up and we can combine the two! I can also write more specific starters.)

Comments

Battery City

[deal]

Cassandra is in the middle of tapping a finger against his wanted poster, and is about to make a teasing remark when he speaks. His body language combined with what he says causes her to go still, eyes looking around for sign of danger. She doesn't know this place, she can't pick up on what's dangerous or not here.

"Why?" She quietly asks, stepping away from his wanted poster to move in a little closer to him. "Where are we? What's going on?" It's probably one too many questions to hit him with when he's clearly not enjoying the fact they're here, but she feels like it's information she needs to know so she doesn't get in the way. She looks once more over at his wanted poster, then back at him.

She's got a feeling there's about to be a lot of running.

[goodluckkobra]

"Shouldn't be in the City, but we are." And maybe it makes sense because this is the last place he'd been and he'd died here, but he doesn't want to make sense of it when he's maybe about to get arrested and get Cas into a whole new load of trouble she didn't really ask for.

"Make like you belong and stick to the shadows with me. I'll get us out, but we gotta be real careful." As he talks, he starts to move towards an alley, nervously running his hands through his hair. The City feels so cold now--even colder with the knowledge that Party might not be out there anymore waiting for him.

[deal]

"Everything here is so...bland. How do either of us look like we belong?" She hisses out at him as she follows along, making sure to stick close to him. She's good at making herself go unnoticed, but she doesn't see how anyone here can look like they belong to the area.

She looks up and over at him just in time to catch him running his hands through his hair, and in an effort to try and get him to focus, she places her hand on his arm.

"Hey. We'll make it out, and maybe we'll have time for you to find your way back home."

[goodluckkobra]

"Can't go straight home from the city. Could be followed." If Party and the others are out there, Kobra's not going to be the one to lead Korse to their front door. No, he's going to have to take a roundabout route until he's sure. Maybe he can at least leave a message somewhere for Party so that if he's out there, he'll know that Kobra's okay, too. He can't think about the fact that he knows Party can't be out there anymore. It's too wrong.

"Gonna have to make quick work of gettin' out, though. Find a bike we can steal or somethin'."

[deal]

She nods, agreeing with the fact they need to steal a bike. Something small and fast that won't be noticed right away. The only problem is, the area they're standing in doesn't exactly have a lot of leads to anything easily stolen. So they need to move. Reaching over, she grabs hold of his hand, so she can tug him along after her as she takes the lead and cautiously moves out into the open. She makes sure to keep close to buildings and walks with her head down. No one here will recognize her, but she's paranoid that they only have a matter of a minute or two before he's found out.

They don't make it too far before she hears the sound of quick footsteps, and she grips hold of his hand a little tighter as she tries to look for an alleyway to duck into. It could be nothing, but given that he has a wanted poster up, it likely isn't.

[goodluckkobra]

He follows after her, trying to take stock of where they are and where they're going. As long as they keep moving towards the outskirts, they're going in the right direction and if he thinks she's leading them wrong, he'll say something, but following tends to come easy to him when he agrees with the person giving the orders.

"Shit." The footsteps have him spooked and there's an alcove between the buildings to their left and he tugs her arm a little too hard to pull her into the tight space. An alley would be better, but this will have to do.

[deal]

As she's pulled up against him in the confined space, her eyes narrow and she almost gives him an annoyed and accusatory look. She knows that this is how they have to hide until they can keep moving along, though, so she just waits for the footsteps to pass. She slips out ahead of him, and grabs hold of his hand, dragging him on ahead as fast as possible.

They round a corner and she points as she takes notice of what looks to be a motorcycle up ahead. "Think you can drive that thing? I can get it running."

[goodluckkobra]

He offers no resistance to being dragged around. It's something he's used to, anyway, so he just goes with it. His life here is rough and sweaty and constantly invaded by three dudes and a little lady and survival has always come with that price.

"Oh, yeah. You get it purrin' and I'll get us outta here." He can hotwire things, but if she's confident then she'll probably be faster.