"Oh the sixties!" Zara laughed. "No one questioned anything back then! I could of said I was a dragon and they would of asked me if I had a joint." She said with a smile. "I would mind if you bring along your own alcohol, Lars. I swear, your stuff would actually kill a person, sometimes."
Rosie nodded. "Yes, exactly. I think I gave poor Elvis a heart attack last time I had one of your creations. He thought I died!"
Lars laughed heartily along with the others. ”I remember that. God, I miss the 60’s. Everyone is so paranoid nowadays and almost everything fun is illegal.” he sighed a little. ”Alright, alright. I’ll just bring one jar and it’ll be a weaker one. Nothing added.” he comprised.
Eudora laughed and nodded, grinning at Lars, "I think you're the only one we have to keep from getting blackout drunk. The rest of us know how to behave, even with that alcohol of death running through our systems." She loved trying out his different concoctions, but like the others had already shown, even a shot of whatever he made was enough to not remember an entire night. "Well it's settled then, a road trip to somewhere is a necessity. Only rule is we have to actually do some exploring, and not just drink our hearts away. As soon as you three are ready to pack up for a while."
"It's still weird to think that little Elvis became such a big shot." Zara reminisced. "He seemed like just a kid at the time. Then, all the suddenly, he was the King of Rock."
Rosie nodded, smiling. "I know. He was such a scrawny little thing, too. Then the next time I see him, we have to run from a bunch of screaming teenagers! I still have a bite mark from one of the girls, I swear!"
Lars nodded at the memory. ”Kid had talent, but the hair? I really don't think it was necessary.” he chuckled. ”So, where are we heading on this trip? Mt. Rushmore? California? Statue of Liberty?” he asked, leaning forward in excitement. ”I still have the party bus we took last time. And Eudora, you know the last time I got blacked out was in the 80’s. I should be good for another decade.”
Zara laughed. "You and I both know you don't still have a bite mark." She protested. "And if we're all in agreement of this roadtrip, we need to decide how long we are going to do this, and what are some must go places?"
"I say we visit all fifty states again, like we did when we first got that bus," Eudora suggested, smiling brightly, "At least one place in each state, and then, if we have time, try to explore some of Canada and Mexico." She nudged Zara with her arm as she added, "Personally, I'm in the mood for a long road trip, it's been way too long since I've gotten blackout drunk. Mortals don't know how to party on a road trip like we do."
Lars grinned at the suggestion, nodding in agreement with Zara. ”Ain’t that the truth. Well… If we do that, I might as well bring more than one jar.” he chuckled, already planning to take at least half a crate with some variety. ”Let’s just not go to too many historic sites. It's too tempting to correct the tour guides… Or make fun of them.” he shrugged with a shameless smile. He didn't mind nostalgia trips but this was going to be a fun trip. Being immortal did allow for certain freedoms that others couldn't have… It was easier to focus on those than missing old friends.
Zara nodded along with everyone. "So no going to historical places, because we all know Lars can't stop himself. Does anyone have any must visits?" She asked as she stared to rummage through her messenger bag. She eventually pulled out a map and spread it across the table. It was of the United States, with some of Canada and Mexico as well.
Eudora grinned and snorted, glancing at Lars, "They're just doing their job Lars…but yes, it's too easy to correct them, especially when we played a part in certain things. I have to put in a request for Yellowstone park, if anything, as well as one for as many beaches as we can hit on the west coast." She tapped California as she talked, as well as Wyoming.
Rosie looked over at the map. "Mind a stop at the Hollywood Forever cemetery? I have a few friends I haven't visited in a while there. Besides, they usually have some cool grave markings."
”All sounds good to me.” Lars nodded, looking at the map. ”Let’s see… If we get a chance, I would like to see the Petrified Forest Park and I wouldn't mind a visit to Alaska either… Maybe Niagara Falls if we get close.” he suggested.
"Any places to add, Zara?" Eudora asked, her grin changing into a soft smile, "I wouldn't mind stopping at the Hollywood Forever cemetery, I have some friends I can visit as well." Even if the people in the cemetery were long dead, she hated thinking of them as gone forever, and tried to limit the use of 'was' and 'when they were alive' when she talked about them. Made her forget that she was going to outlive almost everyone besides the other four sitting with her.
Why is it that there are pictures of these people everywhere? Sev wondered, as he scrolled through the pictures he had seen. There are images on the walls in ancient Greece that look pretty similar. Ancient Egypt. And now, there are many photographs of these same five people. He shook his head. Either they're the descendants of those in the ancient times, and look freakishly similar, or… He didn't even want to consider the other possibility.
"Get a grip on yourself," he said out loud, drawing odd looks from the passers by. "There's no such people as immortals. Those were just stories."
And yet…
He happened to look through the window of a nearby restaurant, and froze. There were four people there that looked almost completely identical to those in the photos he had been examining, except in modern clothes.
What on earth?
"I would love to see the redwood forests in California again." Zara said, pointing at California. ”Its comforting being around living things that are almost as old as you. I also wouldn't mind visiting a few cemeteries as well. It would be nice to visit a few people."
Rosie nodded slightly, resting her chin on her hand. "Yeah… and they're so impressive… makes you feel small. Almost normal."
Lars nodded softly, his smirk faded a bit. ”Yeah… It really does.” he sighed taking before taking a slow drink. As he looked up, he noticed some kid staring at them through the window. Wonder what his problem is…
Before he knew what he was doing, Sev was walking into the restaurant. He sat at a table near the people who looked so familiar to him, and set his backpack, where his laptop was, down. He glanced at the menu. It wasn't his favorite food, but it would do. The real reason why he was here was the people only a few feet away from him…
Zara let out a sigh. "Alright then. We have the basic lay out of our trip. When do we want to start?" She asked as she grabbed the map and started to fold it back up. "How much time should we have to prepare for this?"
Lars shrugged a little and looked back at the others. ”Depending on how long this road trip lasts… I can probably have my stuff and the car ready to go in… three-four days?” he guessed. ”Wait till you see that old bus. I fixed her up and running like new.” he chuckled proudly.
"Let's leave at sunrise in five days, we'll all be ready by then I think, and I can even make sure Lars isn't going to kill us with that bus of his. That thing is old enough to pass as a collectable," Eudora replied, grinning, "It probably needs a new engine…and tires…and everything else." She glanced around at the others, glancing at a male who had taken up a table near them. He seemed curious, or confused, but she just shot him a smile and turned back to the others, reaching across the table and poking Lars, "I think it's your turn to call the waitress over, I'm starving."
Rosie looked up. "Yeah… oh! Food! That's why we're here! Right!" She said, smiling as she picked at her nail polish.
”Uhh… Excuse you, Dora. The bus is a collectible. They don't make them anymore.” Lars laughed a little. ”But as I just said, I fixed it up… and made some modern changes too. Great gas mileage, new paint job, an all-new sound system, and a few hidden compartments.” he bragged for a minute before trying to call over the waitress again.