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Setting: Steam punk rp.
Scene: As of right now, Caroline and her two soldier protectors have stumbled upon a Feline. Caroline has told the soldiers to bring the feline along.

Caroline rode in the back seat of the steam power jeep. The steam kept pushing out of the pipes. The engine was going still good. The general's daughter told the Feline to sit in back with her. Caroline smiled at the Feline, "So what is your name? I'm Caroline Sinclair. You should of heard of my father? Johnathan Sinclair?" She took at the two male soldiers at the front.

Drew Calvin sat in the passenger seat in the front. His eyes darted between the gauges for pressure, water, and ail, and the landscape around them. He hadn't spoken much and always had his eyes watching for anything that could present itself as harmful to the general's daughter. He had the air of a fighter, but a trained soldier knew he wasn't the same. This youth, a sixteen year old fighting prodigy, was accustomed to fighting with the resistance force he sided with long ago, trying to break free from the tyrant and his imperial forces. He took this job, escorting the daughter of another country's child, so that he could have some money to help around camp.

Sniping and scouting was this youth's preferred and specialized mission type. The three magnifying lenses that flipped up and down, forming a scope, was an attestation of his common role in warfare. His black T-shirt and common brown pants accented his slightly hardened and detached look, while his youthful face was a complete contradiction. That one characteristic that set him aside from other young soldiers was that he took his missions very seriously, and hardly ever trusted anyone.

Drew took this time, catching the eye of the daughter looking their way through a reflection on one of the gauges, to bring up a safety risk. "That shouldn't be in here," he said with an emotionless tone, referring to the feline in back with her. He didn't even turn around to speak, instead the words bounced off the glass in front of him, finding their way back to the two in back, hollowed by their journey.

" my name is Kathryn but you can call me Kat" she said smiling softly

on the other side of Caroline sat a long black air man who looked to be around 21 or so.. he had silver eyes thenshowed off the kind person he was under the tought outer that he sometimes showed " yeah she should not,, but i am not complaining" he said

Caroline was about to say something to Kat when the two soldiers spoke. She glared at the one driving them, Drew and the other beside her. "I don't care what you two say. She's staying with us! Its obvious that she is running away from something. And isn't it your job as soldiers to protect and serve?" Even though she had no idea who these two really were. As she sat there, she turned to face Kat. Smiling sweetly to her,"Pay no mind to them. They just doing their job. So where are you from and why were you running?" The young girl asked as she looked behind her at the pipes, pushing out more steam as they went over bumps on the road."

" I.. would rather not talk about it right now" she said shaking her head.

The youth up front didn't comment on her misguided thoughts of him as a formal soldier. He shook his head and kept on heading down the road. His eyes glanced at the gauge for water, it was starting to get low. If he remembered correctly there was a stream somewhere close to where they are and would head by it soon. He was right, and after a few minutes the stream was near the road. Drew slowed to a stop beside it. "We need to get some more water. We're losing it unusually fast," The first part was to the daughter and the soldier, telling them of the situation. The second part was just to his partner guardian, letting him know what was wrong. He completely ignored the feline.

Caroline was about to say something to Kat when Drew spoke up about the water running low. She looks over to him with a cold glare. "You don't have to be rude, you know!" The young girl looks back over to Kat,"I'm sorry for their rudeness. They just don't know how to show respect!" The last part of her sentence was directed towards the two bodyguards.

Drew had not turned off the vehicle, nor had he gotten out yet. He was scanning their surroundings to make sure everything was safe. "I wasn't rude. I haven't even said a word to her, nor have I needed to." He looked at the other male and nodded, the coast was clear. Being the one who could drive it was actually safer for the daughter if he remained in the vehicle, ready to make an escape should something happen. "Just bail the water in," he told him.