In which I hit 'random' on Wikipedia a few times until I get a location.

[monkeytailed]

SCENE: The Central Expressway in Dallas, Texas. (This is why you guys should stop me.)

The sun hung low to the west, looking like someone threw a bright red tomato at the horizon and it stuck. It's hot, but not quite oppressively so. It's merely unpleasantly hot, unless someone had a taste for hot weather in which case it was likely delightful.

There's also gridlock: apparently there was a traffic accident further to the north. (Great.) You won't be going anywhere for a while.


Also, because RNG prompts can help break the ice:

1) The bus you're on was part of the accident. Due to police procedures you're now stuck waiting for Dallas' mass transit company to send in a second bus. In the meantime you're just standing on an awkward shoulder just off of the freeway, watching cars go by and wishing you were them. It's pretty boring, yo.

2) Your bus is stuck in the middle of traffic and you're not going anywhere. Also, if you're a reader you just finished the last chapter of your book. Dammit. When it rains, it pours.

3) You're stuck taking care of something small and whiny while...being stuck in traffic. A puppy. A baby. Baby Mario. Whatever. Fortunately you're not the only person who gets to suffer!

4) SUDDEN. POLICE. CHASE.

5) '...and that was when your neighbor turned to you and you realized that they were looking kind of sick.'

6) Your vehicle is downwind of cows and...yeah, you can kind of smell them.

Comments

[frumpyface]

[Saint be damned, that was the last chapter, too.]

Best as I can tell? Entirely too long.

[redrobbinghood]

[He momentarily considered asking about the book, but then decided against it. There's a bit of a sigh. But, let's be positive.]

Well, at least this is more pleasant than some of the other places we've been in. No knights attacking us. No enemy mages. No [Serra.] ...distractions.

[frumpyface]

Speak of the devil any longer, and she's bound to appear.

...you have a point, though. I doubt we will find any javelins sailing through the air.

[redrobbinghood]

[A bit of a shudder.] She does has a way of doing that.

But yes. Thinking about it, even the weather's more pleasant than some of the places we've found ourselves in. [Dallas sucks but it's not a desert or ocean, really.] No doubt the others won't be pleased by our delay, but...I find that I'm not in that much of a hurry.

[frumpyface]

Cannot say I'm surprised. The last time you were in a hurry, as I recall, involved a rather precious ring and a half-dozen archers.

[redrobbinghood]

...and as I told Lord Hector, dodging archers while no one was in a hurry to aid me was hardly what I was brought along for. I had to have Serra heal me afterwards. Serra. [Fate. worse. than. death. ...almost.]