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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Erin Matthers<br/><b>Attire:</b>Black tank top, black fishnet shrug, black victoriana-style skirt, black doc martens.<br/><b>Location:</b>Tour vehicle<br/><b>Weapons:</b>Necromancy charms worn about her waist, amulet worn about her neck.<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Anyone.<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>Erin just continued to sit quietly, watching Ricky move to the driver's seat as he called out to Dani. She could sense that Dani was missing his best friend and was tired. The poor guy had been driving a good part of the day as well as the night and now into the wee hours of the morning. He needed his rest and he needed his 'friend time' to help him unwind and relax. He certainly wouldn't get that in the tour vehicle. Biting down on her lip, she slowly slid from her seat and moved toward the front. "If you want, I can drive a little. I haven't been drinking and Dani needs his rest," she said, her voice very soft. "I don't mind." She paused then. "Besides, it'll give the rest of you," she glanced back at everyone for a brief moment. "A chance to let loose a bit more before we get to town." Her fingers continued to rub her amulet as it burned her skin with its freezing cold sizzle.