<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/img-carlos-bocanegra_1155538764412.jpg)<strong><br/>Dom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Loadng the Slaves back up for travel. <br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Sara, Noah<br/><hr/></div><br/>"Of course you did." He said, in a tone that implied he'd have agreed with almost whatever Noah said at that particular moment. He guided Noah and Sara both back in with the other slaves, and sat them down on the couch. A rare treat for the slaves, normally made to sit on the floor...maybe floor cushions if he felt generous. Not that it was any real generosity on his part. More like he simply wanted to hurry up and get under way, so he wasn't angsting over the little things right now.<br/><br/>"Don't get blood on the upholstery." He said to Sara, before heading up front.<br/><br/>Okay. So he wasn't angsting over ALL the little things. Heh.<br/><br/>He got behind the wheel, fished out his keys, and a moment later the engined rumbled to life. He brought up the radio and broadcast to the other Coyotes. " Ready to roll.  "