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Sarah had been zipping around both apartments since the early hours of the morning, and was already on her third pot of coffee. Once the girls had woken up, she'd done her best to keep to her own apartment, finishing up the cleaning. When she heard the shower start, however, she'd dashed upstairs, correctly guessing that it had been Claire who'd started it. She quickly found Jazz in living room, plopping down beside her with a grin. "So, I've got an idea for you."

The revolver raised an eye at her, setting down the sketchpad and watching her in confusion. "Yessss...?"

Sarah stretched out over the couch, giving an easy grin. "You should take Claire out of the city for the day. Maybe the week. I dunno. She's been through a lot, and honestly, I think being around Tony, Ace, Akira... Me, the Academy. I think she just needs a vacation. One that doesn't end with a fight against a crazy Kishin egg..."

Jasmine groaned, "So you're idea is to... hitchhike? You know we don't drive. And I highly doubt she'd want to take a bus." Another thought occured to her, and she shuddered, visibly unsettled by it.

Sarah raised a brow. "What is it? You look like you've just seen a ghost." She poked Jazz lightly in the arm. "I dunno... Try a taxi or something?"

"So, strangers are a good idea?" She shook her head, sighing, looking down before running a hand through her strange hair. "One of these damned days, I need a car..."

Sarah shrugged, pursing her lips as she thought about it. "Yeah, maybe not a good idea to ask strangers... Do you know anyone who could give you guys a ride? Or maybe ask Sayv to get you guys a rental?"

Jasmine burst into laughter, "Savannah? Really?" She shook her head, "I could ask Tony or Justice, but idk about their schedules, what with work and all..."

Sarah chuckled as well, but more from embarrassment in regards to the suggestion she'd made than anything else. "I don't know what to do then... A bus might be your best option..."

The girl shrugged in response, "I'd need her to agree to it first, 'else I'd be dragging her out kicking and screaming. Lord knows someone would call the cops."

Sarah gave a bit of a devilish smile, leaning back and resting her head on her hands. "Leave convincing Claire to me, alright? Just try and figure out transportation."

Her brow raised as she looked at the girl, unsure of whether or not she should dare question her. Curiousity won out over self-preservation, and she shook her head. "The hell are you gunna do to her?"

Sarah chuckled, almost evilly. She stood, slowly heading towards the door to Claire's room to lie in wait for her sister, casting a backwards glance at the revolver. "If your last name isn't Farron, I can't tell you."

Her brow rose even further as she watched the younger woman leave. Shaking her head, she dismissed the situation from her concentration, instead reaching into her pocket and pulling out her phone. Her first message was sent out to everyone she knew with a car, asking for their work schedules. Tony was busy, she didn't have Joseph's number --- thank God --- and Justice answered with a simple why?

Claire slipped quickly down the hall in nothing but a towel, trying to stay out of Jazz's sights given what she was wearing. She quickly slipped into her room, closing the door behind her, and then letting out an 'Eep!' that was audible even behind the door.

Jazz jumped, looking towards the hallway with a raised brow, clearly confused as to what in the world was going on. Even still, she typed out a response to Justice, going back and forth within the conversation with xir.

Neither of the sisters came out of Claire's room, the door ominously shut. Whatever was happening inside, it was quiet, perhaps on the fear that Jazz may or may not have been eavedropping.

The revolver looked at the hallway uneasily before standing up and exiting the apartment to call the meister, unsure of what was going on or whether it was safe to ask or even be in the same unit with them.

By the time Jazz was done with the call, the door opened. Claire came out first, a suitcase behind her. She looked over to Jazz, looking equal parts defeated and annoyed, but underneath it all just a little happy. "I packed your things, too..."

Sarah came out next, giving a big smile and a thumbs up to the revolver.

She stared at the sisters incredulously before her face completely flushed and she looked at Claire, curious and just a tad bit concerned. "Everything?"

Claire flushed as well, before giving a small nod and looking away out of embarrassment. "Y-Yeah... Everything."

Sarah chuckled, heading for the stairs. "Yep. Everything."

Jasmine tensed significantly, uncomfortable and unsure of how exactly to react to this fact. Groaning, she finally just shook her head and lead Claire towards the elevator, face red.

Claire leaned over, gently giving her a few pats on the back to reassure her, but otherwise just as embarrassed as she was, keeping quiet.

She glanced back at her, slamming a weak fists against the elevator's call button before sighing and leaning heavily against the wall. "Well, Justice hasn't given me a straight answer just yes, but otherwise..."

Claire nodded, pressing both hands on the suitcase and tapping on it somewhat nervously. "Do we need to get anything from your dorm? Do we even know where we're going? Sarah was very... vague, when she tried to convince me." She flushed again, though undoubtedly from whatever Sarah had done to convince her, rather than anything related to Jazz's garments.