[ there is an electronic signboard at the front of the bus announcing places as they pass them--looks like we're approaching the cafe shortly; we just passed the family residence ]
[ At least you're not alone arguing with him; no less than three other people are pissed. Upon closer inspection, the bus driver seems much younger than he ought to be. (Is this boy old enough to be driving a bus?) He turns to look at you and smiles. ]
Hello, Daisy, Natalie. I'm afraid we can't stop now. We have a date with destiny.
[ Suddenly, a cat darts out into the busy street, followed by a boy with dark hair in a track suit, followed by… a girl, in a lavender school uniform and a dark blue trench coat. The girl and the boy should look pretty damn familiar, at least to Daisy: she only lives with one of them, after all. ]
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[will the driver announce when they're near the cafe, or is there some other way to know when to pull the cord?]
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[stands up and approaches the bus driver]
Excuse me, could you slow down a bit, please?
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[here to be daisy's ruder counterpart]
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Hello, Daisy, Natalie. I'm afraid we can't stop now. We have a date with destiny.
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[whispered to daisy:]
Be prepared to beat him with the cage.
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In a moment!
[ still accelerating ]
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[tightens her grip on the cage]
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[bonks the bus driver in the head with the cage]
Tell us where you're taking us.
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We have someone we have to meet.
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Who?
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Fucking figures. Hey, you want to tell us where we're going or who we're meeting, at least?
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[ Suddenly, a cat darts out into the busy street, followed by a boy with dark hair in a track suit, followed by… a girl, in a lavender school uniform and a dark blue trench coat. The girl and the boy should look pretty damn familiar, at least to Daisy: she only lives with one of them, after all. ]
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Oh, Mythal--Roc!
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[pauses, thinking]
But she... left her body. She lived. How?
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