Genevieve wrinkles her nose. "See if you can find a weapon, in case those
things come back." She'd suggest a gun but her comrades aren't huge gun
fans, it's one of those matter of principle things, so she's not sure she'd
trust herself with one. Or trust someone who's not familiar with them to
use it properly without blowing his toe off.
There's a phone on the front desk but the cord's been eaten through by what
she's hoping are rats, and more water seems to be draining out of the
earpiece. "Are we dreaming?" she asks quietly. "How is this place real?"
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Date: 2015-12-17 08:38 pm (UTC)Genevieve wrinkles her nose. "See if you can find a weapon, in case those things come back." She'd suggest a gun but her comrades aren't huge gun fans, it's one of those matter of principle things, so she's not sure she'd trust herself with one. Or trust someone who's not familiar with them to use it properly without blowing his toe off.
There's a phone on the front desk but the cord's been eaten through by what she's hoping are rats, and more water seems to be draining out of the earpiece. "Are we dreaming?" she asks quietly. "How is this place real?"