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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">《 Owen and Clive 》<br/>
Location: Cabin tucked away on eagle creek rd<br/>
Addressing: eachother, Rachel, Ezra, Tobias, Anise <a class="username" data-user-id="10174" data-username="tobacco camille" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/10174/">tobacco camille</a>​</div><br/>"It's not so bad," Clive told her in regards to the wasted fuel. He'd agreed to do something, and would see it through. They had a store of off road diesel fuel back home, but that didn't help them in that moment, with all the extra stops along the way. Calculations had been off and Clive had poorly predicted the amount that they would need to get home. Even more now, considering the added miles of the alternate route.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I can find some along the way. Would have been a problem helping you or not." If they were already running low, they would not have had enough to get home even if it was a straight shot. It was enough to put some miles between them and KOA, and that was the most pressing issue. So long as he didn't run it completely dry, they'd sort it out. They always did.<br/><br/>Rachel asked him to turn down a mostly obscured and hidden paved road, and he did knowing the road connected back if they didn't find anything that looked suitable. Clive was familiar with what was in the area, just not how livable it all still was. Some of it was too overgrown to get to. Some of it had been destroyed without maintenance, forests reclaiming them. While they'd been unlucky with Clive's prior suggestion, it seemed they found an alternative in a little out of the way cabin. Emphasize on little.<br/><br/>"Hey, looks better than the last place," Clive admitted, a little humor to his voice. He listened to the woman's suggestion. That they stay there that night, and go back the way they came come morning. It would give the herd time to pass and a better chance of Clive finding fuel rather than going it by forestry roads. She got out before him. Clive had been peering over the steering wheel, watching for movement or signs of life. One of them hopped out off the flatbed to make a sweep of it and he weighed their options, leaving the truck running in case they had to load back up in a hurry and get the hell out of the area. When the young man returned, confirming that it was abandoned. Clive pulled the truck around back of the cabin and shut it off. Fuel would be easier to come by in the daylight hours. He returned to the others at the front.<br/><br/>"We're low fuel. We're going to have to look in the morning. We've set ourselves back enough today without adding to it," Clive told his brother, who nodded his understanding. It was the safer option, even if it meant temporarily sheltering with the strangers.<br/><br/>"We can get the turkey started. Maybe a stew? How many hours do we have?" Owen asked. While no one was likely thinking about a hot meal right then, by morning they likely would be.<br/><br/>"Six or so until daylight, maybe."<br/><br/>"Let's see what we're working with first before getting ahead of ourselves," Clive suggested, grabbing two flashlights from the truck. He handed one to Rachel. "If this doesn't work, we're still going further north come morning, if you all want to keep traveling with us. We just have to stop and search a few places along the way." That night wasn't the night for making serious decisions after everything. He didn't want the four strangers to feel like they had to settle somewhere that didn't feel right.<br/><br/>Owen offered to help with bags and was heading inside before his brother, heaving a heavy sigh. He was happy to wrap up the night and couldn't even begin to comprehend what the others were feeling. The prospect of mingling with the strangers for the night didn't really bother him. He just wished it had been on better terms.<br/><br/>"it's unfortunate we hadn't gotten to know some of you better than we did." They were essentially neighbors, and if they had connections outside of Abendblume, likely they would have all fared better. "We just usually stick to ourselves and mind our own." Owen had stepped into the cabin, first trying to locate some candles. The ones he found smelled of patchouli. Clive tossed him matches from his pocket as he entered behind everyone else.<br/><br/>"Seems quiet outside," Clive informed. "So long as we lay low, I don't think we'll garner too much attention."