<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/HappyPunk03.jpg)</div>The ride in the back of the van certainly wasn't the smoothest that Trance had ever experienced, but at least Happy seemed to be quite distinctly averse to speeding or other forms of showy driving.  Instead, the medic focused determined attention on trying to get everyone (and their vehicle) there in one piece, while she fought to dredge up every scrap of memory she could from her old lessons of what to do when behind the wheel of a truck....<br/><br/>Consequently, there was both relief and pride in her smile (along with nerves for a mission about to really<em>start</em>) when she brought them to a halt at their destination.  Turning off the engine and cracking open a window to let herself better hear what was going on while still being in position to drive their getaway if required, she cocked her head.<br/><br/>"Huh.  Certainly sounds like someone's home.  Take care guys."<br/><br/>She trusted the first 'wave' to scout what lay before them once the netrunner had done his thing, then bring her in if either physical locks or medical care were called for.