Sintara grinned, shifted about. The red light seemed to go on for longer then strictly nessacary as Sintara twisted into the front seat. As soon as she was settled, the light changed. Sometimes Sintara loved her power. "Okay" she said, "its all good"
Cassandra shifted, settling her pack, which she had thought to grab. It had some ammo for her gun, some granola bars, a spare hair brush and a small assortmemt of clothes. Ready so, just in case, something like this happened. She sighed and reached over to pet Moe.
Cody was silent, closing his eyes, letting himself just listen. He wanted the blood of his hands. He would never stop seeimg the 'O' on the sheilders as he stabbed him. But he could deal with that. He opened his eyes, looking around at the people there. Beause he had to, if it was to protect his friends.