"Deva wha?" Turtle blinks rapidly at the harsh light. "MIKE. I need to be able to see here." Grumbling, she puts the jacket back on and stalks toward the stairs, trying to see around the tiny dots in her vision. "Come on, we need to hurry."
She starts down the stairs again, expecting Mike to follow. Ever aware of potential danger, Turtle listens to the voices below and keeps to the shadows, just like Mike said.
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Date: 2005-03-23 10:26 pm (UTC)She starts down the stairs again, expecting Mike to follow. Ever aware of potential danger, Turtle listens to the voices below and keeps to the shadows, just like Mike said.