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Post by maeglhachel on Nov 18, 2010 16:57:35 GMT -5
In the middle of the night, very upset short-haired redhead woman materializes out of thin air near the headquarter of the RCMH in Thunderstone and rushes towards the gate which she finds locked. She waves Derman over hurriedly to open the gate for her at which he shakes her head with a look as if she was asking him to sell his grandma. "The gates are closed for the night, and without explicit permission, I cannot grant you access." The woman demands to speak to Call and a small debate ensues about his proper title, which only serves to get the woman even more worked up than she was to begin with. After Derman persists in making no effort to open the gates, even when she proclaims she would hold Derman personally responsible if anything happened to Call or Isabel, the redhead delivers a glare that would turn milk sour but doesn't move Derman.
"Alright, alright," she says forcing herself to sound calm. She folds her hands, fingers interleaved, in front of her belly, "Would it be possible for you to deliver a message to him?"
"Why, certainly, Miss."
"Oh, that's awfully kind of you, sir," she replies sourly and pursing her lips as she curtsies.
She then sits down on the partly broken wall near the gate to scribble a message on a page of a notebook she produces from her pack. When done, she tears the page from the notebook, folds it twice and addresses it to Call and Isabel. After handing the paper to Derman, she nods and vanishes from sight after murmuring some weird words (to leave a similar message at the Lliiran shrine in Suzail.)
// PMs sent
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