Storm looked at the man and shrugged, there was no way that she was going to be anything close to a leader, as far as she was concerned she did not even want to be here or doing this crap. However Miss Prissy pants and Princess Mystery seemed adamant. Yes the night was getting worse by the moment.<br/><br/>“Fackin’ arse, fer fer facks sake…” Storm took another swig of her drink, and then another so it was finished. She looked at Az, “Get her fackin’ arse aaut of yer ‘ ‘and Miss Priss vis is not a bloody pissin’ contest.”<br/><br/>The veteran looked at the man at the door, “Do we ‘ave time fer one fer ve road lav?” Because as it was Storm thought this would be a journey that needed more than one bottle of the hard stuff.<br/>