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The truck managed to sputter the last mile and a half to the rest stop before the engine started belching black smoke. The more mechanically minded among them knew it wasn't permanently disabled, but it wasn't going to be moving any more that night. It took a combination of Morden's bulk and Gerard's telekinesis to get it the last two dozen meters into the waiting garage bay door, attended to by some old timer severely lacking in sleep, but with enough wits to know better than to ask a half dozen youths in a military truck to ask any probing questions. The area itself was sparse enough that there wasn't even much in the way of a motel, just an oversized RV for renting. Luckily for them, the old timer running the place was partial to cash payments and said little more than a number before taking the cash and quickly scurrying away to his own bed for the night.

[color=cyan]"I guess we can call it lucky that just one old man runs this whole place."[/color] Gerard commented idly, [color=cyan]"Just a single geriatric- perhaps memory addled witness. [i]I[/i] wouldn't believe him if we questioned him."

"Sleeping situation though..."[/color] Gerard glared idly at the unoffending RV that sat on one end of the driveway waiting for them. Single bathroom, 2 bedrooms- one with a bunk bed, the other with a single twin. A table and a quartet of folding chairs sat in front, and a portable firepit sat not far away from it. Otherwise the lot had plenty of space for the squad to fan out and find their own space- be it the garage, the roof, or the robot-run gift shop. Though after that night, Gerard was less inclined to trust even the auto-cashier. 

Distrusting of machines or not, Gerard returned to the group with a pair of jeans, t shirt and a trucker cap. Rather unceremoniously pulling the cap over the princess' head, Gerard shrugged before tossing the rest of the clothes at her. [color=cyan]"Better for all of us if no one recognizes you, yet."[/color] The princess grumbled but nodded as she disappeared into the RV to presumably change and sleep.

[color=cyan]"Who wants first watch?"[/color] Gerard asked aloud, magnanimously not offering his own presence. Holding his phone up to whomever offered. [color=cyan]"Just in case we get a call in the middle of the night."[/color]