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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Alley behind Club AfterDark
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[color=D5FF00]"Will do, once out of alleys,"[/color] Mali said in between breaths. Once she picked up Relic she picked up the pace to an out-and-out run. She did her best to make sure Relic was securely in place so he didn't end up slipping and falling on his head, but at the same time wasn't getting crushed either. It was kind of like picked up a kitten, where you could feel how fragile it is and how you could hurt it if you were too careless or malevolent (and had no soul. Why would you knowingly hurt a kitten with your bare hands?).

Going to the docks? Coming up again today was an odd little coincidence. And there was something else about the docks that didn't sit right with Mali, but she couldn't quite figure out what it was right now. The most annoying part about the mental block was that her brain knew she should remember exactly why it brought up a red flag, but was useless with getting the reason itself. Mali slowed to a stop and gently put Relic back down onto his feet and wiped some sweat off of her brow. The summer heat wasn't doing her any favors in the hydration department.

[color=D5FF00]"Alright, lead the way to the bus stop. Even though we'll probably show up early to the docks."[/color] Right as the words left her mouth, Mali remembered the efficiency of the Justice Public Transit system. [color=D5FF00]"Scratch that, we'll get there on time if we're lucky."[/color]