[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Tinder's Place (Basement->First Floor)
[b]Skills:[/b] Perception
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	Mali wasn't sure how she managed to actually hit the clown, let alone actually get an instant kill. She'd never seriously fired a gun before now, perhaps it was just beginner's luck. She saw the bullet make its mark, but she still ran back up the stairs. Her body moved without her conscious input. Hell, even if she was thinking about what she was doing she would have ran. Horror movie logic dictated that clowns were immortal and guns almost never actually solved the problem. She wouldn't want to be around when the clown got back up.

	By the time she got up the stairs and had slammed the door shut behind her, back to the door, she was hyperventilating. She stood there for a few seconds just catching her breath before she slowly slid down until her rear hit the ground. Mali dropped the gun before trying to pull herself together enough to answer Zoie.

	[color=D5FF00]"I'm okay. I think,"[/color] Mali called out to calm her partner. She was pretty sure she had remained unharmed, but maybe she just did and didn't notice with the massive injection of adrenaline into her veins. However, she didn't really have time to come to terms with what had just occurred before somebody shouted in asking who they were and not to shoot. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place where. The way he spoke also didn't sound like he was overtly hostile. But she did not just survive a monster clown to get killed by the first guy who used a really dumb trick to lower her guard.

	Mali picked up the gun and waited. She wasn't going to  fire at whoever was there, but she wasn't going to answer either. Any information given away in a situation like this could pose a major liability and if things came down to it, she'd rather be the one shooting again than being shot at.
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Action Attempted: Figure out who's asking the questions outside (number of people, potential amount of weapons involved, intentions, etc)
Skills called: Perception
Reason: Trying to listen for footsteps/additional voices, catch glimpses of anything (guns, additional cars on the street, etc) through windows
Desired Location: N/A[/hider]