" My father was a mechanic. He would of called me a disgrace if I didn't know about cars. " Alister said back as he continued to check things. " All the fluids are empty too- and the alternator is damaged. No wonder it stopped. The battery is dead. "

Letting out a breath, Electa looked at the road again. "Well...we'd better see if we can get a lift into the nearest town and then we'll have to get the car towed."

" Technically the car still isn't under your name or has insurance.. We could just leave it and throw the cops off. Make them think we ran off into the city area rather then them seeing the car near to us. "

She doesn't reply. Instead, she grabbed her bag out of the back.

Since Alister didn't have a bag he just stood there, making sure that his beloved Princess was still okay.

( Debating having her die or not xd I am not sure which would hurt him worse. )

(Hmm...I'm not sure either. Maybe keeping her alive but she's in serious pain?)

Electa stepped to the side of the road to put her thumb out as a trucker passed by. The trucker gave them a lift into Dalton City, about ten miles away.

( Yes!! And he has to put her down to be merciful.. )

Alister was trying, and failing, to keep Princess okay. The pup was starting to be quite.. and he didn't like that.

(Yeah)

The cab was small, and Electa talked to the driver about random stuff while being painfully aware of Alister's arm and thigh next to hers

( Electra is my new favorite character in the rp's xd )

Alister was very tense due to stress, so his each and every move made him flex just about every single muscle he had.

( She probably wont stay in that position xD)

He's a half angel, she reminded herself. Half of him is the same as the creatures that killed your family.

Finally, the truck rolled to a stop. They were on a giant concrete forecourt on the outskirts of town, a gleaming gas station in front of them