[Being plucked by a giant mechanical hand was one thing, being thrown onto the bus was another, and with those inside the bus...Ginger can't believe the day she's having.
So much so that, for the first few moments of being on the bus, she's vacantly staring into the bright neon glow of the space in front of her. She wanted to leave the farm, but not like this, not with everyone left behind.
With that thought, she snaps into consciousness. All the while the bus was moving, they were getting further and further away from the farm. There was no time to be sitting idly, and with the company there is thus far, no point in attempting to be stealthy.
Determined, Ginger tries to look for the driver's seat, hoping there would be some way to gain control to turn it back around. When that comes up empty, she starts to look for a way out of the bus itself, not letting herself be shaken by that rather ominous development.]
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So much so that, for the first few moments of being on the bus, she's vacantly staring into the bright neon glow of the space in front of her. She wanted to leave the farm, but not like this, not with everyone left behind.
With that thought, she snaps into consciousness. All the while the bus was moving, they were getting further and further away from the farm. There was no time to be sitting idly, and with the company there is thus far, no point in attempting to be stealthy.
Determined, Ginger tries to look for the driver's seat, hoping there would be some way to gain control to turn it back around. When that comes up empty, she starts to look for a way out of the bus itself, not letting herself be shaken by that rather ominous development.]