[center][h2][color=aba000]Mahlik[/color][/h2][/center]


Mahlik started his morning off early with a job that he received through his notification by text on his phone. A basic delivery job. nothing big, just a shady sum-bitch from postal services requesting to have delivered some shit that he didn't want the regular postal workers to deliver. Some...under the table job which, Mahlik didn't want to do but screw it, money was fine. Was it drugs, tech, anything illegal? Mahlik didn't want to know because the moment he did, would determine whether he'd take the job or not. 

This delivery was to be taken to the slums. An 18x14x4 size box that was not really heavy but left the young man curious of the contents inside. The beat...something he still could not get out of his head, was in a constant loop. Not that it was annoying, it's just that was mostly what he heard at times, not paying attention to words of others. 

Using his gravity manipulation in his weight, Mahlik started off with a nice super jump to the roof postal building to get to the destination faster than to deal with traffic. Didn't take him too long to jump from building to building, getting some distance, traveling about 3-4 miles away taking about close to 20 minutes to get to where he needed to be. 

Landing at the destination, Mahlik jumped down off the top of the roof, lighting his weight to slow his fall and landed gently to the ground. Looking around to see if anyone saw him, Mahlik straightened his clothing and took a deep breath before walking to an open section next to the building where a group of guys were playing basketball. Mahlik walked up to the group, who numbered about 6. 
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The guys stopped playing and stared Mahlik down. The one with the white doo-rag spoke spoke. "The fuck do you want?"

Mahlik looked at all the men there. [color=aba000]Yeah..uh...I'm with Zero Gravity Deliveries...got a package for you.[/color] 

"Put that shit on the ground and back the fuck up..."

[color=aba000]Damn...what, you gonna jump me or somethin'?[/color]

"Man just shut the fuck up and put the box on the ground!"

[color=aba000]Well I need someone to sign this shit first...[/color] The guy sighed with annoyance and walked over and signed on Mahlik's phone. Yeah...the package may have illegal stuff inside but...Mahlik was still trying to be professional. After the guy signed for it. Mahlik looked at the men who seemed as if they wanted to beat his ass for simply showing up in their turf. The lead guy spoke once more. "Aight, there. Now get the fuck outta here!" 

Mahlik simply nodded and looked away for a moment. With that, Mahlik kicked that package he delivered as fast and as hard as he could. [color=aba000]Fuck your box!!![/color] he yelled out before turning to run while the thugs started running after him. 

This was typical. Mahlik couldn't keep himself out of trouble. If someone gave him a hard time, he was tempted to give them a hard time as well. Of course, he'd use his powers to get away from them but he was going to have to stay away from that slums for a little while.