ladyspitfire: (ᴇᴡ | a curse for every mile)
Elissa Cousland ([personal profile] ladyspitfire) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs 2013-01-10 07:41 pm (UTC)

"Cats," she said gently. "He's...very fond of them. He'll either fly into a rage that some were infected or be entirely crushed that we had to put one down. Just...don't mention it to him. It's not worth him getting upset over." And it wasn't going to be worth the run around that would be explaining Anders and cats to Duncan. Not at that moment. Later, perhaps, and only over several drinks.

In the dark, Elissa could spot one of the holographic machines on the table. If they could turn it on, it might be possible to use it as a minor distraction if they needed it.

At last, She found the door in the corner opposite their entrance, testing the handle. It was locked, of course, and she bent down to start picking it with the tools she had. It wasn't so difficult, though it was a slow process. The moment it was unlocked, she had to set aside her tools and grab her blade again as she opened the door just enough to look outside. It led to another hallway, empty. She closed the door. "Duncan," she called softly.

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