Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170127182024/@comment-26854056-20170201181501

He looked up, covering the left side of his face with his sleeve.

"We run for our asses"

Quail sighed, rummaging around in his back.

"The motel should be a few towns away from here, but there are a few warehouses with some goods there that we can stop and rest in. Or, if we're lucky, my sibling's truck might be able to smuggle us past the cops.."