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What a surprise; Professor Everose made an appearance with Coleman St John, a man she'd never spoken to, only to make an attempt at a threat. Jasper, being the danger-craving self-destructive, snarky girl that she was, flashed the teacher a smirk and a wink before turning back to face the boys as they stepped up to the car. 

They were hesitant with her, but urgent to get to their friend. Understandably so, as she was a stranger and Una was missing. While Drake carefully placed Aya in the car, Jasper turned her gaze to his explosive friend. 

[color=#8A2BE2]“I have to say; I am curious.”[/color]

She understood the severity in the two men, and the monster she’d seen before the video feeds cut out. With a glance at the two, she climbed into the drivers seat and crossed her legs so she wouldn’t get in her own way. Jasper looked over at Drake, and for a moment she appeared serious, as she nodded her acknowledgement of his statement. 

[color=#8A2BE2]“Of course.” [/color]

The doors locked, engine revving to life. The electricity powered motor was quiet, in comparison to the loud rumble of the motorcycle, and Cole who had taken off not long before them. She could feel it, for once, the urgency accompanying the adrenaline. Her heart thumped in her chest. A moments pause, with an inward breath. She blinked, opening her eyes linked with the system. The glow that had been dull earlier now shone, a deep emerald on usually storm-grey eyes.

[color=#8A2BE2][i]“Better hold on.”[/i][/color] The speaker of the car spoke, in a voice that was pieces of others to create a frankenstein whole. Then the Tesla kicked into drive and shot forward, gears shifting inside the motor. Her passengers, hopefully, were buckled in. Jasper moved a hand to splay it across the center of Aya’s collarbone, making sure she didn’t jolt in her seat. It was the only movement she made, that she could make without breaking her concentration. The corners were close, the light’s changing just barely in time, as she watched them while not watching. 


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