Ragnorak swung into the bus and jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "I'll drive."
"But...aren't you infected?" Ijl was quite confused, though she got up and let the monkey get in the driver's seat.
"What? No! I'm a ninja! And a monkey! I have a kusari-gama that controls the winds, I just floated high enough off the ground that they couldn't bite me." As he said this, Daitatsu clanked on the roof of the bus and Rag remembered he'd been carrying it around for a while now. "Whoops, probably should get rid of this..." Releasing the scythe, the group watched it sink into the floor of the bus with dark ripples spreading through reality in the immediate area.
When it was gone, Rag adjusted his mirrors while the rest got on the bus. Grinning, he turned to look over his shoulder at Ram. "Hey, Ram, remember the last time we were all on a bus?"
Ram went misty-eyed with nostalgia as the two reminisced. "Heh...yeah, you had that jealous sentient computer..."
"And that lightning vampire guitar chick tried to seduce that samurai chick...."
"And you drove us off a cliff...waitaminute. Why are you driving? You drove us off a cliff last time!"
"I rather suspect that the distractions will be fewer and less compelling than they were that time. Besides, we survived, didn't we?" Rag turned the key and started the engine. The bus was filled with 70s and 80s power metal/rock. AC/DC, Aerosmith, Def Leppard, Guns 'N' Roses...real traveling music.