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notrosecolored) wrote2015-10-10 11:17 am
notrosecolored) wrote2015-10-10 11:17 am
Sandy
Scott said he'd be there with information in five minutes. He was at the door, fully dressed and with his glasses replaced by a visor, in four. It took him that long to grab a cup of coffee and walk to the lounge where Sandy was waiting.
He got his debriefing on the move, and directly into his brain.
He felt better for having been looped in, however perfunctorily.
He walked in, and stayed standing up. Looked the guy over, and wondered why the hell this kid was the recon specialist and then moved on.
"New mutant manifested in Chicago. She's sitting in a jail cell, supposedly for her protection. We're going to get her. How long do you need to pack?"
He got his debriefing on the move, and directly into his brain.
He felt better for having been looped in, however perfunctorily.
He walked in, and stayed standing up. Looked the guy over, and wondered why the hell this kid was the recon specialist and then moved on.
"New mutant manifested in Chicago. She's sitting in a jail cell, supposedly for her protection. We're going to get her. How long do you need to pack?"