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[sing_nonomori]

[A zap startles Yorda and the comm drops. The soft white light she gives off vaguely illuminates the rubble of what's left of Latimer's fifth floor. She picks up the comm, studying it with a rather puzzled expression.]

...Speak. Should speak, anhui...

...

Am not want to speak though. Want to look.

[And she closes the comm, the transmission

Comments

[theforceoncrack]

[darkling does not like this light, Yorda. ;~;]

[sing_nonomori]

[Darklings can just deal for a while. She's looking for her bug.]

...Who there?