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color: black;">ash was almost surprised that the car started moving. while it had gas she thought it'd have other issues on top of that. broken peddle, blown fuse, broken engine, flat tire. they certainly put the car through enough to warrant all of those. but it moved and soon enough they were motoring down the path. she'd miss the car when they would have to give it up. "maybe we can find some cool vw van and live in that." she said partially joking "when i was like...five or six i desperately wanted an old 60's vw van and i wanted to paint it with flowers all 60's flower power - not that i really knew what that was at the time - and live in it like scooby doo." she had to laugh a bit "my room was 60's themed with those flowers and all that too. nicky and i had to share a room so it was divided literally in half. for our fifth birthdays dad and mom did a complete home makover. nichole's was disney themed i was flower power." she chuckled a bit but her smile faded more thinking about her father and happier times as a family they had when her mother was still alive. <br/>
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she shook those memories away. it was better to let them fester in the depths of your mind then live them out front in the open. "we can see if they'll take it but i don't know if that's a good idea considering they're the ones who probably put the holes in it. i think it'd be best to avoid the topic of our confrontation earlier. i think we probably killed a couple of their men too. i doubt they're very happy about that. if they figure that part out i'm sure they'd probably march us off to the gas chambers or something." that was still a worry in her mind. if they remembered them from the chase or not. "that's why if we can have lorraine vouch for us in front of them i think they'd be more willing to consider us useful." and yet they were still at a loss as to what to give them that could prove such a thing. and not just right at the beginning but also consistently. they needed a consistent supply of something the group didn't have. that seemed like an impossible venture on its own. <br/>
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that being said, gathering supplies and working up trust with anyone around here would take time. how much time? who knew. she knew that the isle was going no where (not that she knew of anyways) but she felt like her own time was running out. but that was a fault of ash's. she was never a patient person. "carl and vince said something about the devil's knowing about the isle. i think we should stick here until we get more information about it. maybe even to the point they can point us in the right direction or something. that's best case scenario. if we leave this place now we're probably just wandering around looking for something neither of us really know anything about. i don't know how long that'll take us to not just gain their trust but for them to tell us about the isle but i think that'd out best chance." she said determinedly at first but then quickly turned to jacob again "and what about you? what do you think we should do?" she wanted to get his input too. </div></div></div></div><div style="margin: auto; max-width: 300px; height: 10px; text-align: center; font-size: 8px;">Code by Jenamos</div>