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"Hmph. Ok. I still think robbing a bank would be more fun, but heigh-ho. I guess we should do it together, cause I doubt they'd go running if they just saw me flicking a bit of water. We'll hafta get out of here quickly though - I'm guessing word travels round fast here." She shivered, pedalling...

Celia glanced up and said, rather shamelessly, "I'm guessing we'll have to hijack a car, as well, if we want to get away." She jerked her thumb at Flynn and added, "But I'm sure you could take care of that." She grinned, literally jumping excitedly on the ground. "God, this is gonna be just like...

Celia glanced down at the rugged ground, and shrugged carelessly. "Unless you wanna be digging in trash cans, then... Yeah. We're gonna have to. In all honesty, what we're doing isn't that illegal. I mean, it's not our fault we got chucked into this weird school that wants to use us for our...

Celia's bike slowly grinded to a halt as she neared the bottom of the hill. Stopping next to Summer, she contemplated the situation and raised her eyebrows. She threw a worried glance at Flynn, and put the balls of her feet down onto the grass. She pushed herself along, sighing quietly. "How far...

Celia shrugged at the hill. For her, it just meant not pedaling as much. In fact, it was quite nice speeding past Flynn and Summer. "Guys, it's not that bad, it's just a hill - OH GOD THERE'S TREES." She clutched at the brakes, desperate for it to stop. She was not going to crash into those...

Celia giggled and started pedaling after them. It seemed another part of her life; something normal. She'd always enjoyed biking, but, darn, this was great. The wind rushed past her hair and freed it from her top. She yelled into the wind "Flynn! Do you know where which way we're going?". It was...

Celia surveyed the bikes, and cocked her head at the mountain bikes. "Awesome." she whispered, walking towards the bikes and reaching out to touch them. She was slightly doubting the actual existence of the bikes. As her fingertips touched the bikes, she grinned and said "Well, we might as well...

Celia frowned for a second and said "You sure you could draw a car? I mean, with all the pistons and, I dunno, fuel tanks, or whatever." She shrugged and leant against a rough tree trunk, sighing with thought. "Anyway, until we get to open land, a car'd be no use anyway. A tank might work...

"Mmhm." nodded Celia, shaking her hoodie off and shoving it into her bag. Hauling it onto her back, she replied "Yeah. I guess we should.". Untying her hair from its usual ponytail, she looked up at the sky. It was a seemingly clear day, but she felt goosebumps on her skin without the sunlight...

Celia opened her eyes groggily and groaned. It was too early for any sort of activity. Sitting up, half-asleep, she dropped out of the tree, landed on her feet softly. Grunting a morning greeting, she started to pack her blanket back into her backpack. "Yay." was the only word she could manage...

Yus please. :)

Celia stayed quiet, thoughts running through her head. What would happen if they did go home? Huh. She'd never really thought whether their actions would have an effect on other people. Her family... She couldn't let them get hurt. The things she did wrong... Things which she shouldn't have...

God, I'd love to see them (try) and drive a pick-up truck xD Hm, maybe them getting to a village/town/whatever and some more hijinks? Close shaves with police/gangsters/mafia in town and stolen/fake identities? Celia stared up at the sky, and gave a small sigh. How long would this go on? Them...

"Mm. I guess that would be best." Celia murmured in response, climbing up onto a tree branch, but not before testing it with her foot. She wasn't entirely comfortable about this idea - there was something about sleeping in the open air that got to her - but hey, it was somewhere, at least. She...

Celia nodded slightly, and grimaced, stepping over thorns and goodness knows what else. Brushing her hair out of her face, she asked "Well, what supplies, I dunno, tent stuff do we have altogether?". She sniffed and took her backpack off her shoulder, unzipping it and looking through it. "I...

Triple post. How was that even possible..?

Double post D:

Celia shrugged again, frowning and rolling her eyes. "We'll survive. There's enough food. It's all about the amount of food we eat, 'coz otherwise we won't have any energy to use our powers if it comes to it. Or, that is, if whoever's stalking us finally decides to catch us, we'll need the...

"Mmhm. We have to stop sometime. How much food do we have?" she asked rather unenthusiasticly, standing still. All that information from idiotic survival books were suddenly no use - they had no cord, no ground sheets, the ground was damp and, well, there was really no hope of someone rescuing...

Okay. No poof. :< Celia nodded lightly, and continued jogging on. "Africa would work nicely. Or Australia. It depends really. I'm sure there's tonnes of tiny little islands out there who haven't taken sides in this horrible war." she grinned slightly, thinking back. Hm, she wondered whether...