[Midvalley's really got no intention of getting close to that orphanage again, not with Vash the Stampede theoretically still lurking about like some sort of depressed crimson vulture. Who knows when he'd suddenly decide hell with it and go the way of his brother.
But this isn't the orphanage, and it's not far off the road he was using to get to some other town, where he'd be paid well for a few nights of music. And he can spot a dead car not far off, and some angry shape near it. Ordinarily he wouldn't detour, but these days it sometimes paid off, with people popping in and out, so the musician's own sand scoured vehicle neatly turns off and heads in the direction of Wolfwood. His at least is in better shape, and well stocked in case of ... problems.
And it slows, noticeably, when he's finally close enough to see who that is raging at the luck of shitty vehicles in the middle of nowhere. ...Ah well, in for a penny..
The slow crawl draws to a stop, about ten paces to one side.]
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But this isn't the orphanage, and it's not far off the road he was using to get to some other town, where he'd be paid well for a few nights of music. And he can spot a dead car not far off, and some angry shape near it. Ordinarily he wouldn't detour, but these days it sometimes paid off, with people popping in and out, so the musician's own sand scoured vehicle neatly turns off and heads in the direction of Wolfwood. His at least is in better shape, and well stocked in case of ... problems.
And it slows, noticeably, when he's finally close enough to see who that is raging at the luck of shitty vehicles in the middle of nowhere. ...Ah well, in for a penny..
The slow crawl draws to a stop, about ten paces to one side.]
Kind of far from civilization, aren't you?