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Cath Delaney (dian_cecht) wrote in inpoormerit,

Cathair gave her a look. "I'm not used to not trying to start a panic," he reminded her. "This isn't the sort of battle I'm used to." Really, they were in the worst way strategically. They didn't know much about each other, anything about their enemy or the battlefield. Which all pointed to disaster. "It might be impossible not to have people panic, but we need to keep each other informed."

Yes, that was where he'd heard it from. He'd caught the film on AMC late one night. Brilliant music, insane plot, and men in stockings and heels. He wasn't quite sure how to classify it, but he couldn't hate it. "Never had much of her sort around, hmm?" he said. "Most of the time, the ones like her can build whatever they want given enough time and materials. When I met her, she was raiding the hardware shop."

Speaking of cameras. "I've already tossed my place twice looking for cameras and such. No luck. Which either means there aren't any or they're very well hidden."