[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Road to Grimm (McDonalds)
[b]Skills:[/b] Driving
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	[color=D5FF00]"If I hear any banjos in the distance, I'm turning this car around."[/color] Indiana was by no means prime hick territory as far as Mali was concerned, but dealing with those types was out of her depth. High class parties and big city freakshows were one thing, but she had to draw the line somewhere. If she was going to end up horrifically murdered in the near future, she'd make sure that at least it wouldn't be at the hands of Big Bo and Ol' Slim.

	Judging by the smell of the fire, it was likely that the surrounding area wasn't ablaze, which was a good and bad thing. The good part being that at the very least, it wasn't likely that she'd have to worry about the fire spreading into a massive inferno that chewed through miles of land and potentially Grimm itself. Probably. The bad news was that left a lot of questions about what exactly was on fire. Somebody's house? A factory? A Sprint store because somebody decided to be a dumbass and use too many multi socket plugs on a single outlet?

	And on top of that, why was it on fire? Chances were that it was something that she had no business knowing, but the off chance that it did involve her, or would in the near future felt too large for her liking. But whatever the W's of the situation, the fact of the matter was that she wouldn't really be able to learn more about the fire without getting closer to the site. The two of them had priorities to take care of, and she wasn't about to take a detour exclusively because she was curious and paranoid.
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Attempted Action: Get to Tinder's place
Skills: Driving
Reason for skill: Driving a truck
Desired location: The Tinders' house
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