Strange Days
ɪ sᴛᴀɴ ᴋᴇɴ ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴋᴜʀᴀ
- Joined
- Aug 29, 2020
- Location
- NERV HQ
The rumble of Charlotte's 1967 GTA Fastback was something that always comforted her, wherever she happened to go, it was always a reminder of days long gone by, as well as her far, far away family. It was hard to resist the urge to go back and leave everything behind, but that was certainly not an option for the woman.
She kept her eyes firmly focused on the road, hands on the steering wheel and back firmly reclined against the driver's seat. Her brown eyes were carefully surveying the lane, though it didn't look as if there was anyone else on the road. It wasn't summer quite yet, so tourists were unlikely to coast them as they drove into town. She took a moment to adjust the pair of sunglasses perched atop of her wavy brown hair, as well as zipping up the red hoodie she was wearing. Gradually, however, her attention would shift to the other woman sitting beside her, asleep on the passenger's seat and with a blanket draped over her shoulders. Victoria always seemed to be so peaceful while napping, no matter the occasion. She had never gone without sleep as far as Charlotte knew, not even during their training years at the HA.
She'd tap on her shoulder gently, trying to swipe the blanket away and reveal her features as she'd call upon her. "Vic? Won't you get up? Not even for pancakes?" She asked as the profile of a diner slowly came up over the horizon. They were running low on gas as well, which meant they had to stop at the service station it was most likely affiliated with in the meantime. Plus...she was getting quite hungry and didn't exactly want to wait around for the cramps to kick in and ruin the breathtaking dawn out of the windshield, the air nice and chilly now that they were approaching the sea.
"It's a nice morning too, maybe it wasn't so bad to be assigned here after all. I expected a really drab place." She muttered to herself while making a turn to enter the establishment's parking lot and gently pulling the brakes after a neat display of her parking skills by stopping between two beaten-up station wagons.
She kept her eyes firmly focused on the road, hands on the steering wheel and back firmly reclined against the driver's seat. Her brown eyes were carefully surveying the lane, though it didn't look as if there was anyone else on the road. It wasn't summer quite yet, so tourists were unlikely to coast them as they drove into town. She took a moment to adjust the pair of sunglasses perched atop of her wavy brown hair, as well as zipping up the red hoodie she was wearing. Gradually, however, her attention would shift to the other woman sitting beside her, asleep on the passenger's seat and with a blanket draped over her shoulders. Victoria always seemed to be so peaceful while napping, no matter the occasion. She had never gone without sleep as far as Charlotte knew, not even during their training years at the HA.
She'd tap on her shoulder gently, trying to swipe the blanket away and reveal her features as she'd call upon her. "Vic? Won't you get up? Not even for pancakes?" She asked as the profile of a diner slowly came up over the horizon. They were running low on gas as well, which meant they had to stop at the service station it was most likely affiliated with in the meantime. Plus...she was getting quite hungry and didn't exactly want to wait around for the cramps to kick in and ruin the breathtaking dawn out of the windshield, the air nice and chilly now that they were approaching the sea.
"It's a nice morning too, maybe it wasn't so bad to be assigned here after all. I expected a really drab place." She muttered to herself while making a turn to enter the establishment's parking lot and gently pulling the brakes after a neat display of her parking skills by stopping between two beaten-up station wagons.