[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Queensguard
[b]Skills:[/b]N/A
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Mali wasn't sure what exactly to think, looking at Zoie's initial lack of reaction to what she'd asked. Was she actually not in a stater of mind to answer? Maybe she just didn't hear her. The room was pretty crowded and she had been whispering. Should she repeat the question but speak up? Would it be safe to do so? Luckily, she didn't have to worry about all that for very long. 

It looking suspicious to leave now was certainly a reason to not leave, and she could accept it. Of course, everything being handled internally could cause even more trouble for them than the simple police investigation. But sound reasoning aside, it didn't seem like Zoie was put together enough to keep control of the whole situation and well, Relic wasn't really the leader type in an IRL context. So she resolved to take charge of this whole clusterfuck until somebody told her to stop.

First, they needed to get away from Zatara's body, and by proxy all these people. They wouldn't be able to talk about anything here. Even putting aside security issues, the air was starting to take on that musty, muggy quality when a lot of people were too close to each other in an enclosed space for too long. Gently she grabbed Zoie's hand (without even thinking consciously about the contact at that) and Relic's shoulder and pulled them away from the crime scene proper.

[color=D5FF00]"C'mon, let's get some privacy."[/color] At this point she had more or less discarded the whole "blend in with the upper crust" plan she had been thinking about this entire day. Fuck it, she was going to proceed acting as she normally would now. Anyone whou didn't like it could shove their judgements up their own ass as far as she cared. With a bit of direction from Zoie, and a set of functioning eyeballs, she was able to get them to a relatively secluded area by a stairwell.

[color=D5FF00]"Alright. There's been a giant wrench thrown into our plans, but I think we might be in a more fortunate position than we could imagine. From what I can tell, the higher ups are in just as bad a situation as we are. Lots of things are going wrong, and Elizabeth doesn't seem to be a strong enough leader to keep her shit together. This could be a rare chance where Juno is in disarray and we can take advantage of this and learn or do all sorts of things we'd not be able to do otherwise."

"But first, I'm tired of being left in the dark about seemingly everything important. Why are we here? What's your goals for the night? Where the hell did you disappear to for so long? And if you know anything else about this place, I'd really like to know."[/color] Mali recognized she really didn't have much legitimate justification for demanding all this information, but again, at this point she kind of stopped giving a damn. Being a continual passive agent only seemed to get her injuries and front row tickets to murders. Anytime in Justice she went out and actually did things she had no business doing, they paid off. She wasn't going to sit around with her thumb in her ass and wait for the security agents to clean up the bodies tonight, and if being an actively player meant acting entitled to things she hadn't earned, so be it.