[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center] [color=ed1c24]*You can call for a roll before you post or you can leave a roll request at the end of your post and your results will be placed in the next update. You are allowed to get a roll during your post and place another at the end of your post.[/color]

	[color=998849]Special Note: That Haze will remain until further notice, so make sure you keep to it. ^_~[/color]

	[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Tinder House):[/b][/color] Now, why Mali was glowing was hard to say. There was a reason but that reason takes a lot of information she just didn't have. Though she did know something about history so there were a few things she could put together and thankfully they would come to the forefront of her mind right then. Many older artifacts were made from materials that could be considered toxic. Just look at lead make-up from the 1700's. Shit could make you glow and well she had had her hands on something old recently had she not? Or was it still on her? A certain multi-sided object that kept popping up. Well fuck, Mali might just be radio active and not in the Imagine Dragons way. 

	Now Robert is faced with his own little problem right then. Just how can a car run on it's own. Now Law isn't a big player here but there have been lawsuits filed or more on the nose insurance claims claiming that their car just malfunctioned. Nine times out of ten these are bullshit but sometimes they are true. A gear shifted, a transmission fucked up, the accelerator stuck. But still there is a driver. But this is 21th century. Remote control is out there. So sure, some fucker could have rigged the car to drive on it's own. But that doesn't explain the blood....

	Zoie was still tearing after whatever the hell was it she saw. Rounding the corner and going out of sight. What was happening was anyone's guess but shots were fired. That much was for certain. 

	[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana (Outside):[/b][/color] Alicia stopped and spun around. [color=82ca9d]"Yes, I know. No, I don't have time to explain. Are you people always this talkative when shit is hitting the fan?"[/color] she snapped before looking back at her father. Who the hell were these people and how the hell were they still alive? All this talking, all this demanding. Alicia's empathy wasn't exactly there right then. She knew they were scared but she didn't have time to think about that. It would suck if one of them died but then again... Maybe it would help her find someone she really wanted to see right then. Someone stronger than her. Someone who had been around a lot longer. Someone who had dealt with this shit a lot more. 

	Roy looked at Cecily. "I don't fucking know!" he said as he tried to wipe his hands down his pants. It was like trying to remove red dye from your fingers, it wasn't going to come off just by rubbing. "Hell yeah girl, build a bomb. I'm all for it," he said as he looked over towards the building and it shook as another roar came from it and smoke trails started to billow up from some of the cracked windows. One could swear they heard a woman scream out in Russian. O.o (Yeah you heard me. Russian woman screaming.)

	Alicia looked around the grounds. [color=82ca9d]"Think you can do something with that?"[/color] she asked as she pointed to the car that Roy and Cecily had come in. Looking around some more she spotted the grounds shed. [color=82ca9d]"Fuck, bet they have chemicals in there,"[/color] she said as she started pulling weapons out, opting for a rifle and loading it before running towards the shed. She glowed slightly as her eyes glassed over and Cecily would feel the woman in her mind. [color=82ca9d][i]What am I looking for?"[/i][/color] she said in her mind. Cecily would see what Alica was seeing. Send dream? Day dreaming counted.