Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20181125222027/@comment-30014014-20181201215536

"Finally!" he jests, arranging the trajectory of the ran-down Jeep. A nudge here, a shift there "That place is close. Now, you two better hold on to something, because if anything thaught me anything, then there's a proverbial hill to climb before the promised land".

He presses on the gas pedal in a gradual manner. He prefers this over a cacophony of his wheel battling the pavement, bound to attract more attention than a functional car already is. Bucking and weaving through the abandoned cars, Mordekai's eyes are on the road, ever turning for sign of trouble.