[Mutual benefit. Even idiots can recognize survival tactics and advantage. If he did try to roll himself out of the car driving down the highway, he'd probably come out of that with a hell of a lot worse than a road rash. Try skin peeling off like an orange. To say nothing of causing an accident behind them. Best not attempt that.
Band takes a seat in the passenger's side and pulls out a map from the glove compartment. Checking a few routes, she indicates the highway they're on and directs Kaminari from there to the next leg of their journey. Giving him the merger number to look out for. With that, she buckles in and folds the map halfway up before leaning back in her seat and giving him the wheel.
As for his hair clips, they're not destroyed, but they're not in his costume either. Couldn't let him have an easy lock-picking or rope-cutting (or hole-poking) tool on him. With that excitable crow to kick off the driving, they're back on track. (She rolls her eyes at "PLus Ultra" but doesn't bother to comment on it.) And unless Denki offers to broach a conversation topic, Band's content to stay quiet and listen to the music the blonde hero put on. Though, knowing Chargebolt, "quiet" isn't his style.
So they'll probably get into more conversations along the way. It'll be closer to sundown by the time they end up rolling off the road and driving into the parking lot of Tsubaki's Dire... a decrepit, derelict old diner of a casino that probably looked pretty good at one time. Now the neon lights are all smashed, the windows are boarded up, the doors are barely holding on, and the parking lot is overgrown with grass and weeds breaking through the black asphalt like some flattened green-veined monstrosity. It's a sad place, so far removed from its glory days, it's hard to even imagine what it used to be like.
But it is in Shizuoka Prefecture and from the map Band showed him, about 100 miles away from Musutafu. This is the drop-off point. No risking her going back into the city and plenty of time for her to disappear before anyone can arrive. But also not ditching Chargebolt on the side of the road. Despite the building's shabby state, it's relatively large and provides good shelter for him to wait.]
This is where we part ways, little Sparkplug. [Band steps out of the car and rests her arms on the door frame.] It's a shame we couldn't see this place in its prime... I heard it used to be impressive.
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Band takes a seat in the passenger's side and pulls out a map from the glove compartment. Checking a few routes, she indicates the highway they're on and directs Kaminari from there to the next leg of their journey. Giving him the merger number to look out for. With that, she buckles in and folds the map halfway up before leaning back in her seat and giving him the wheel.
As for his hair clips, they're not destroyed, but they're not in his costume either. Couldn't let him have an easy lock-picking or rope-cutting (or hole-poking) tool on him. With that excitable crow to kick off the driving, they're back on track. (She rolls her eyes at "PLus Ultra" but doesn't bother to comment on it.) And unless Denki offers to broach a conversation topic, Band's content to stay quiet and listen to the music the blonde hero put on. Though, knowing Chargebolt, "quiet" isn't his style.
So they'll probably get into more conversations along the way. It'll be closer to sundown by the time they end up rolling off the road and driving into the parking lot of Tsubaki's Dire... a decrepit, derelict old diner of a casino that probably looked pretty good at one time. Now the neon lights are all smashed, the windows are boarded up, the doors are barely holding on, and the parking lot is overgrown with grass and weeds breaking through the black asphalt like some flattened green-veined monstrosity. It's a sad place, so far removed from its glory days, it's hard to even imagine what it used to be like.
But it is in Shizuoka Prefecture and from the map Band showed him, about 100 miles away from Musutafu. This is the drop-off point. No risking her going back into the city and plenty of time for her to disappear before anyone can arrive. But also not ditching Chargebolt on the side of the road. Despite the building's shabby state, it's relatively large and provides good shelter for him to wait.]
This is where we part ways, little Sparkplug. [Band steps out of the car and rests her arms on the door frame.] It's a shame we couldn't see this place in its prime... I heard it used to be impressive.