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Vayne gave Boss a bit of an arch look, almost as if to say that he didn't care if he got planted in the ground. It was something that wasn't too new to him anyway. Still the look he had gotten was enough to cause his lips to quirk a bit more, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Boss, if you don't get rest, I have a feeling you will be the one planted on the ground." Sure there was that kind of feeling around the other man, like he was going to get his a** kicked good and hard, and likely be out cold for a month from it, but Vayne didn't care in the least. He was the kind that said what he wanted, and let the consequences be damned for it. He was also the kind that looked out for his own, and right now, the prison gang was his own. He had no one else. "Fine though, you want to pass out go ahead, just be aware, I offered to watch your back.." He lifted his arms over his head, clasped his hands and stretched. He felt better after his own pathetic rest.

He looked at the one that admitted he stabbed Boss, and shook his head slowly. That sucked.... No wonder Boss was wiped. Shanking sucks.. He never experienced it, but it didn't look like something he wanted to try. "s**t.. you need any medical treatment? I have some bandages..."

Magnus rubbed his head. Gingerly.

"Yeah, and someone hit me in the ******** head with something. Shovel or crowbar... That'll probably be the only time you'll be able to get away with that. Needed it anyway," he grumbled. Yeah, he had his a** handed to him with everyone apparently jumping to take him down, but he'd rather take that than be possessed by the damn fog.

He then eyed Vayne once more.

"Look. I said. I'm fine. A campfire with hostiles all around is hardly a place to rest. I'll rest later. And I won't pass out before then. Now everyone move out." he said lowly, "End of discussion."

With that said, he checked over his rifle, then sauntered on off into the fog.

[exit]

It was Adelaide's turn to sit back, popcorn, and laugh to herself after collecting her loot.

"Heathens," she whispered mischievously.

[ +5 junkyard card ]

Vayne looked over at Rufus and shrugged a little. "Guess... well he left and someone should follow..." The blond looked at the direction Boss had went and kind of jogged after him, wondering what he was getting into. Well best to keep to the whole go in groups thing, and someone heading that way would be the best. "See you all back at the Prison if we ever find our way back there. Don't die before then...."

[Exit following Boss]

Rufus bounced in the air like a piñata a few times as Bing attempted to relieve him of one of his fashionable sweaters; he did not fight, because Rufus was a smart man, and knew that would have been a hilariously one sided fight. He'd thought to come into the situation on the man's side, and instead found himself inches away from a good pummel.

This was kind of an off day for him.

At least he'd somehow come out of it all with a knife in his hand, which he secured onto his belt as quickly as possible as he was shoo'd away. Again, he saw no point in fighting a man of that size and stature. His hands went up in defeat.

"All right, all right." He acquiesced, turning to walk away while grumbling under his breath about how he was probably going to end up getting that nap in, anyway.

[Exit following Magnus qq]