I definitely understand that life happens, no worries lol.

Darsby's powers started the car so Anora shouldn't have to worry there. I'll have a hider on here for what happens if she gets in. I hope its okay for me to write all of that out? I know her perspective on the matter will be set aside from what I've described. I just wanted to give you a picture of what would happen the moment she gets in the car.

[hider='car magic stuff']The moment Anora fully enters the car in pursuit of Darsby an entirely new set of sensations will overtake her. Firstly, her car door shuts in result to some unseen magnetic force pressing lightly against the vehicle; from there, everything is unnatural. Her skin would feel as if it had liquefied, this tingling maelstrom of nerve-based calamity creeping into her muscles then shortly into her skeletal structure. All sensation is folded into itself, her once whole body is melted to take the shape of a curdling wave of chaotic colds and hots. Light and heat splinter her innards whilst rivulets of cold pierce the entirety of what may have once been called her spine. She swirls and bobs as her vision follows suit to this chaotic existence. Roads wrap around the sky as buildings tumble like laundry inside a lazily swirling washer. Anora's perceived world had spun violently again and again as all rules pertaining to balance and gravity are eaten up by liquid dismay. Then all at once, as if her body were a cup and the entirety of her consciousness is a tall drink, she'd be reassembled via 'filling up' the allotted space in her freshly stolen vehicle. Her body and our encapsulating van remained exactly as they were before hell had overtaken them, except, their location had changed after being harshly put back together. Somehow she'd been moved quite a distance during that horribly experienced conundrum. They were on some country road quite a distance from the city. County road 15 stretched in meandering streaks far into the gently rolling distance ahead. Darsby sits next to Anora, only now he is painted an even paler shade than before. His truly ivory skin shakes and stretches against an emaciated exterior, that body of his curling into the seat it occupies as if it were but a small creature in a world of menacing giants.  [/hider]

Side note: He totally is being tracked ;P