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Before they reached the checkpoint Netas swore loudly. How the hell was she supposed to make it through the checkpoint without notice? First off she was wanted, secondly she was easily recognized and had no papers to cover up her identity. Netas looked around, but the only thing she could think of was the trunk. She reached out with one of her dark-skinned hands to pull one of the back seats down and crawled through the small opening into the trunk before quickly pulling the seat back up. There was barely any room, but she could manage. She just hoped that that they wouldn't need to check the trunk. Or at least not underneath all the junk.

Johnny pulled up to the checkpoint, and one of the guards asked him to remove his shirt so they could check for the marks of a gunman.
He did, getting up slowly and showing the guards his back, front, then arms. "Satisfied?" he asked in an annoyed tone. "Or do you want me to drop my pants, too?"
One of the guards gave him a very angry glare, but waved him through anyways.
He got on his bike and started driving one handed, the other trying to put his shirt on.
He was still struggling when he parked beside the Mustang. "That was fairly easy." he said casually.

Netas huffed, growling a bit as she shoved a shotgun and a spare tire off of her. One of her dark-skinned hands reached out and took hold of Sally's outstretched hand firmly and hauled herself out, landing on the ground with a thud from her heavy boots. "I need to find a better way to get through.." She muttered while dusting herself off. "Or at least travel seperatly from you." Netas turned her gaze to Johnny as he pulled up, his shirt half on. Good thing they didn't make us do a strip search too..we would've been f***ed. Netas gave a stretch before slamming the trunk shut and leaning back against the mustang with her arms crossed over her chest, her golden eyes staring through her black bangs. "So..do we even have the cash to stay anywhere? I think we should move soon, no doubt word will spread like wildfire.." Netas' gaze drifted from person to person as she waited.

Sally laughed, "You aren't very well prepared, are you?" She reopened the trunk of the car and opened it. it looked to be filled with clothes, but when Sally threw those into the back seat, the entire bottom half of the bag was loaded with new looking money, "It's mostly hundreds, but last time I checked it was around twenty thousand. It should get us through a few towns. Then we'll have to get jobs." taking a few hundreds out of the bag, Sally picked the clothes up and put them back into the large duffel bag, which then went back into the trunk, "So, what first?"

((Oh, people, I'm going to be gone from early the 22nd to late the 25th, I might be able to post if there is free internet, cuz I don't want to have to pay for internet. Either that or if someone near where I'll be has a wireless signal strong enough for me to steal it xp ))

((You want an update now then? Basically we made it into the next town and we are talking bout what to do next. Sally has twenty thousand dollars for the four of us to spend in the next few towns... and thats it))

Johnny raised an eyebrow.
"You say you're single, correct?" he asked, laughing. "No, seriously...how did you get 20,000 dollars off a bar?" he looked inside the bag, quickly counting.
After a few moments, he lost count.
"Anyways, first thing would be to find some place to stay" he started, holding up a hand and raising his index. "Then find some supplies." he continued, holding up his middle now, holding up both fingers. "Finally, we refuel and leave." he said, holding three fingers up.

Netas' right eye twitched at the sight of all the money and the mention of rape made her reach up and scratch her head as she thought for a few moments. Netas then stood up straight and walked over to Sally, plucking two hundred bucks from her hand. "The best idea at this moment would be to split up and find what we need seperately. We don't need attention drawn to us because we have so much money.." She muttered, looking a bit irritated for some reason.

Netas eyed Shae wearily as he approached. She scowled at his question and shoved the two hundred bucks into her pocket. "If you shut up you can go along with me." She said while running a hand down her face; she was sobering up, but a bag handover was starting to replace her drunken stupor.