[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Club Afterdark
[b]Skills:[/b] Driving (Cars)
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	Mali rubbed her eyes as she casually walked out behind Zoie and Relic. She could only hope that they wouldn't contribute to any potential road rage by bickering while she was behind the wheel. While it was endearing, even now their back and forths got a bit grating. She knew it had to be possible for them to share the same space while conscious and not constantly be at each other's throats. But did they know it was possible was the real question. When she ended up alone, due to Trisha going off to do other things and Zoie and Relic having run off ahead of her, Mali looked at the little bone sculpture still in her hand and quickly tucked it into her bra. What greeted her was immediate slight discomfort that wouldn't be going away any time soon, but she'd need both hands for this. Sacrifices had to be made.

	The two siblings had gotten themselves situated in the car long before Mali entered the car herself. She quickly adjusted all the mirrors, the seat and aimed the Air Conditioning right at her before starting the car. When she grabbed the steering wheel she couldn't help but feel a measure of anxiety. She probably wouldn't be doing anything crazy, but there was still the worrying unknown factor that came with driving a car you weren't familiar with for the first time.

	[color=D5FF00]"Alright, I don't know the area by car at all, so I'm going to need directions to your place, alright? And if you could, [i]please[/i] do not make too much noise, at least until we get out of the city. Justice drivers are crazy and I don't want to end up getting t-boned because I was distracted."[/color] Speaking of eliminating distractions, Mali turned that AC knob all the way up. For the first time since arriving in Justice she had full control of a vehicle's inner climate. The power felt good and the cold air blowing away all the bullshit heat of the city was almost enough to make her forget the bone isohedron jabbing into her nipple. Giving the accelerator a light push, Mali pulled out of the parking spot and turned into the streets of Justice proper.