<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img825/6530/affphot01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vivian Abasi<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Off Roading!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elizabeth<br/><br/>She wrapped a single arm around Elizabeth. Pulling her shorter friend close, long ago did she stop caring about the crimson streaking and spotting on the white shirt that she wore. All that mattered at this moment was the rather sad girl she held closely to her. Her free arm reaches out pushing the door open to the restroom. The pace was slow and steady. As she walked her posture was straight and upright, head held high with a defiant look on her dark features which all but -dared- anyone to try and stop the pair or to even -say- anything as they moved. She wore confidence as a shield, not for herself, but for the girl huddled against her. She was there, and Elizabeth was under her care now. Even if she had to fight someone off physically she would.<br/><br/>The cool night's air stung at her eyes, only realizing then that they were a bit more moisture filled than she expected. The haphazardly parked red Jeep sat waiting for them patiently, The lack of a top or doors, both of which rolled up in the back made helping the injured girl up into the passenger seat easy. Reaching across Elizabeth's lap she gently fastens the lap-belt before moving over to the driver's side and jumping in. The old, but reliable engine starts quickly it's distinctive noise filling the air around it.<br/><br/>A frown pulls at the dark-skinned teen's lips as traffic had already begun to stagnate in the area.<strong>"Hold on, Elizabeth..."</strong>She instructed. A hand coming down to the smaller of two shifting levers, once resting on 2H she pulled it backwards until the selector lined up with 4H. With that she turns the wheel slowly at first. A look to the left, a look to the right, and another glance to make sure the police officer was still quite busy with his back turned and taking statements before the Jeep takes off. Cutting across the road quickly and into a green area across the street. What was once a vacant lot converted into 'green space'.<br/><br/>The four-by-four easily navigates the unpaved area, cutting across it, and away from the congested street. The ride was not as smooth as that on a proper road, but the low-ish speed keeps it from being a painfully jarring ride.<br/><br/><strong>"Who hit you, Elizabeth?" </strong>She asks as soon as she was sure the 'off road' trip had taken them sufficiently away from the scene of the trouble.