Sal's Reality, Port aux Basques: The Official Road Trip Thread

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"So." Sal leaned on the hood of the van, sneaking in one more cigarette before they left for Florida. It was quite the sight: the massive maroon vehicle was stuffed to the rafters with luggage, snack food, and had a full tank of gas.

"So?" Ven was staring at her from the other side of it, completely amused at his mentor's stressed outlook. In all the years he'd known the woman, he'd never seen her really lose her cool - but she was coming close.

"So we've got ourselves reservations for the eight o'clock boat. And it's ten after six and we needs to get goin else we misses our spot. An' Mu launches in exactly forty-eight hours and..."

Ven stooped down to pick up Shae, who had barrelled down the stairs with her still-yawning mother in tow. "And we'll get there just fine. Didn't you say she had a portal waiting for you in North Sydney, anyway?"

Sal extinguished her cigarette and blew the smoke away from Shae, watching Jav, Kurt, and Vic come down the stairs hauling the rest of the luggage. "Yes, yes, and yes, but still, b'y, I hates bein' late." She held out her arms in response to Shae's attempt to get closer to her grandmother. "Give her here, look..."

She was interrupted by a loud bang that sounded like it was coming from her kitchen. She looked at Shae, who was grinning.

"D'you know what all that noise is?" she asked the toddler.

"Nope," the little girl shook her head, brown curls bouncing around.

"Want t' go find out with me?"

"Yeah!"

They went up the stairs together, Sal maneuvering Shae into a piggy-back position. "I betcha it's Leeroy. It always is."

"Uncle 'Roy is funny," Shae declared. "He's always doin' somethin'." The girl had a slight Newfie twang and it amused Sal to no end.

"Yes, b'y."

They opened the front door and peered into the kitchen where Sam had Leeroy in a headlock.

"Do I want t' know?" Sal asked resignedly. "Or should I just yell at the load of ye to get yer butts downstairs 'fore I loses it?"

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Mykayla sighed and relaxed, then looked down at Leeroy and dimpled before giving him a hug and dropping down to sit again.

Josh turned to say something to his wife, only to yelp as she poked him gently in the ribs.

"Watch the loud noises, bub," growled Vic.

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-Good evening.-

Jeimu was poking at Jav's brain again.

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It was his turn to yelp. "Sheesh. Hey, babe, got bored wit' pretendin' t' sleep?"

Mykayla looked at him, then turned back to Leeroy, who'd gone silent again.

Rhea abandoned Jav and joined the assault on Josh.

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-Yeah, there's really only so much of that I can take. So I've been watching random objects float by that people forgot to tack down. Like socks, fruit punch baggies and what I think was someone's contact lenses. And what's with the screaming? I thought you'd be used to it by now.-

There was a slight pause. -And where'd everyone go?-

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"What d'ye mean, where'd everbody go?" He sat up and looked around, raising an eyebrow as he saw Vic peeling bits of bloody brown paper off the massive moose roast. "Woah...."

"Leeroy?" Mykayla poked him gently, ignoring the tussle at the end of the couch.

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-Hang on a second.-

Another pause; she turned her attention to Leeroy.

-You okay?-

Leeroy had figured out that it wasn't necessary to speak in order to communicate with Jeimu; nobody else could hear his thoughts.

-I'm alright. Just worried 'bout Sam.-

-She'll be fine, and you know it.-

-Still, all the same, I wish I was there with her.-

-If she wants you to come with her, she'll ping me to get you or show up herself. You know that.-

-You know, for someone who claims to hate me, you're pretty nice to me.-

-If I hated you, think of all the things you wouldn't have.-

She then turned back to Jav.

-Well, Ven's gone. So's half the kids, and Sal, and Scrat. It warrants some kind of explanation. Nobody's got time to party on down, or what?-

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"Scrat hadt' go home. Sal 'n Kurt went shoppin'. Ven's off with Shae 'n Zippy t' git trout from Tom. No idea where Jabez's gone, but you know her. Sam was gonna go home 'n wound up at the Cafe 're somethin'. 'N Vic's fixen that hunk 'o moose fer the party, b'y."

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-Oh, now you get moose as soon as I leave,- she complained good-naturedly. -But other than that things are good?-

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-Oh yeah.- He grinned, then looked over the back of the couch as someone knocked on the door with an offer of zuccini and homemade blueberry wine.

Mykayla looked around, then cocked her head. -Jeimu?-

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