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[agent_halley]

It's a new response center

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[agent_talia]

It was some indeterminate time later that Talia showed up at her door. Her door which had been left open. Talia shook her head. She was lucky that she didn't have some mini or another rummaging through her things.

She leaned against the doorway, her look unreadable. After waiting for a few minutes and hearing nothing moving, she knocked on the doorway.

"Hello?"

[agent_halley]

There's a soft thump, and a long stretch of silence.

Then Halley wanders into the common room, looking slightly sheepish. Almost as if she's embarassed about waking up with a gun in her hand, ready for trouble.

Or, you know, precisely as if.

Her expression brightens considerably when she sees Talia.

"Tals! You came!"

[agent_talia]

"Hi."

If Talia was particularly worried about the weaponry, she didn't show it. Partially because she was just used to people being armed and partially because she trusted Halley. Halley could have stuck the gun right in her face and she wouldn't have flinched.

[agent_halley]

Belatedly she holsters the weapon, a massive six-shooter with sandlewood grips. Looking at it, you'd be amazed the recoil doesn't knock her head off.
"Come in. Err. Say sorry 'bout the mess. Only just got back." She says, eyeing the piles of packages and bags strewn across the room.