[center][h1][color=lightblue]Kalina Kovalic[/color][/h1][/center]

Somehow, they made it all the way to Dunbarton intact. And when Kalina was referring to 'they', it was mostly in reference to the truck. She hadn't trusted that the ad-hoc repairs made would've lasted all the way to the city, but somehow it held together. Which would have made it incredibly awkward if the vehicle had broken down waiting to pass through security. 

Kalina couldn't help but tense slightly as the checkpoint guard approached, making note of how many of them there were. What, wasn't this supposed to be normal? Gerard had gone on and on forever about having this road trip experience like the movies. Why the hell was this guard surprised at all? 

...This was probably Gerard's fault. Those movies weren't representative of anything at all, were they? 

Nevertheless, Kalina's brain locked up slightly on trying to lie while keeping Veld's directives of not revealing anything in mind. Above all, the guard had to not notice the princess. Problem was, she was terrible at lying. Keeping a straight face, sure. But somehow, people just knew when Kalina tried to fib about anything. So she went with the first truth that came to her mind. 

[color=lightblue]"...Seeing my dad. I got told he's stationed here in town."[/color] Kalina said tersely, hand reaching back towards Justice for the squad's papers, which she knew the latter had. [color=lightblue]"Oh, and here's my open carry permit."[/color] She gestured towards the pistol holstered at her side before passing the aforementioned permit to the officer as well. Better safe than sorry.