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| Winter | Jun 23 2008, 05:50 PM |
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Indigo followed Logan in silence. At the door they made her stop. "Your weapon m'lady." The politeness of the guard seemed almost ironic to Indi's ears. It was like a hidden threat. If she wouldn't pass over her spear, she would face a fight. She gracefully handed it over. Somehow she was starting to question why she had come here. Was she so adrenaline driven that she had to face things that gave her the creeps? At least Inquisitors made her feel something. When she killed, nowadays she felt nothing. Perhaps joy occasionally. And it did give her an adrenaline rush, but rarely did she feel worried and on her toes like she did now. Indigo stopped at the secretary's. She hadn't been personally invited so she wouldn't cross this line unless Banza invited her in. She wasn't that thirsty for a fight. She saw no reason for disrespectful behavior. Instead she froze to her feet and wiped off some dust from her skin. The secretary gave her a glance like she had been making a big mess but she ignored it. Few dust particles wouldn't show on the ground. Who was that desk rat fooling with her stare? |
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