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[color=D5FF00]"Obvious Facts for $100, Alex. No shit I'd rather not be involved with any of this, but trying to keep to myself didn't work and if I'm marked for death, I would rather not get blindsided by it like some opossum that stumbled onto a road."[/color] There was a lot more Mali wanted to say, but she held her tongue. Now was not the time or place to vent frustrations at people she didn't really know.

[color=D5FF00]"Is there anything else you're not telling me, by the way,"[/color] she asked Relic. [color=D5FF00]"Are you actually from the future and you've just been trying to blend in with the 21st Century crowd?"[/color] It was a joke, but there was more than a slight tinge of irritation in her voice. Mali popped another fried tomato slice into her mouth and chewed thoroughly, working out her pent up aggression on the food in her mouth rather than directing it at anyone at the table, as tempting a prospect as that was at the moment. Life would have been so much easier had she just not moved to Justice.