<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/23/c3/4e/23c34e967947604ad5e23b3ed80458ff.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Helena: Huntress<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Oversized Gray sleepshirt and a pair of cotton pajama shorts (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b0/9e/a4/b09ea40cb181c558bbf821b9a9feda8a.jpg), and a pair of UGG boots<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, August 21<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Almost 3:00AM EST<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>On the road towards Rhode Island<br/><strong>CAR MUSIC:</strong>Dorothy- Whiskey Fever (https://youtu.be/pYDThNDu7z8)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Geoforce<br/><hr/>“Um........<em>yes please</em>.” She said the obvious answer when he offered to take her somewhere exotic and private to experience her first camping trip. “If you can find a way to get us there, I would be totally down.” The romantic aspect of such a trip was entirely missed on her as it wasn’t quite a realistic trip to actually take. She doubted they would ever be able to go for a “vacation” once they reached their current destination. A shame, really.....she would have enjoyed that.<br/><br/>“Oh, just some flowers, think I tried to paint some mountains once.....eh, I’d be too embarrassed to show anyone. Just a pastime I tried and realized I have no talent for.” When he mentioned he had been to Sicily, Helena perked up at the name of her hometown. “I’m sorry about your brother, but hopefully that trip helped you. Isn’t Sicily beautiful? It was such a healing place for me after-“ the woman cut suddenly to silence, remembering<em>why</em>she had gone. The murder of her parents and entire family was still something that haunted her. Killing the entire mob that sent the hit had thought to have been a formula to heal, but instead it had left her feeling very emotionally hollow inside. She finished vaguely. “.....after<em>the incident.</em>”<br/><br/>Thank goodness the conversation kept going.<br/><br/>She nodded when he spoke of the hardships of romantic dating relationships in their world. It made sense. She doubted any woman would enjoy awakening to him halfway in his suit saying he needed to run off and defend the city, and very few men -didn’t- mind the fact that their girlfriend could kick their asses literally blindfolded. No, they were in a league on their own, and she agreed with him on that front. “Well.....maybe some beautiful super blonde will fall head over heels for you when we arrive, or Batman’s long lost daughter from a fling 20 years ago across a Secretary's desk will show up and then you guys could become literal family.” When he grumbled about eating the stupidly flavored pineapple gummies, Helena nodded with cheeks full of strawberry flavored gelatin. “Hell yeah you are.”<br/><br/>After this particular swallow, she yawned mightily in a fist. If she had been ready for bed when he showed up, she was definitely ready for it three hours later. They began to see signs for a place called Happy Harbor, and she remained silent for a few minutes before turning to him with narrowed eyes. “So what exactly do you hope to achieve by coming here? You really think we can make a difference? Like....a serious one? Do we even know anyone else coming?”