Vance Astrovik lives a cursed life. (cursed_vance) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-09-02 07:39:00

Entry tags:

max carrigan, vance astrovik

Who: Vance and Max
What: Road Trip
When: Last Night
Where: Out and away from the house
Warnings: TBD

Vance smiled as he packed, and then slipped out of his room, a heavy pack on his back. Time to roam for a week or so. A few words with the goddesses made sure they knew, and now he was ready.

It had been awhile since he and Max had actually spent time just together, so they were off and away. He headed toward the garage. Max was gathering the food. God help them. Vance would just make sure the car was ready.

He eyed the cars lined up and nodded, starting and pulling out a trustworthy and fun sedan, one that looked sleek, shiny, and yet was nice and full of space inside, as well as comfortable.

Parking it, he stepped out and headed toward the kitchen. Road Trip!!

	cursed_vance 2008-09-06 11:40 am UTC (link)
	"Ah. No fun." Vance shook his head and flipped on the fan between them. He had discovered it made a good shield for that sort of thing, blowing a stream of air between them. "Go for it, dude!" He pulled out a soda and sipped some. "Want a soda?" Yay, coolers! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notflatfooted 2008-09-14 08:45 am UTC (link)
	Max nodded and motioned for Vance to put it in the cup holder while he lit up. Ah, sweet nicotine. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cursed_vance 2008-09-14 08:51 am UTC (link)
	Vance chuckled and set the drink in the cooler, then leaned back to enjoy the ride. They had a long way to go, and it looked like it might be fun. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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