Re: [Quicklog: Louis/Peggy]
It's-- [Peggy meant to say "the Satan Claw Rebuild Project" because that's what it had been called in all the paperwork and plans she'd been digging up for the last three months, but that's not what came out of her mouth.] the Witchblade.
[There was a short pause as Peggy's expression grew dark and irritated as she stared down at the thing.] It's alive, and, apparently, talks. [She took in a deep breath and attempted to steady her temper, and she supported Donovan's arm as he rose, making sure he was on his feet before stepping back. She looked over her shoulder at the open door, and then at him, then again at the door. The thing on her wrist was speaking again, this time about him, and Peggy was listening. Hard.]
Yes. Let's go. The door is... open now. If you'll excuse me for just a moment, I need to handle potentially incendiary evidence. [Peggy demurely turned slightly sideways and pulled up one side of her skirt, revealing fine brown stockings held up by fine brown satin garters and a silver handgun.] Hold your ears. [She pointed the gun at the mess of wires and fired three times. Sparks flew. No scarlet light. Then, in the gunsmoke (if the man was still there), she added:] Now we can go.