Some people - don't do well with locked-in spaces.
Crowley stalks into the living-room, jaw taut with anger that's doing a fair job of tamping down the panic. He pauses at the main screen and switches it on, setting a timer to flip through newsfeeds, before reaching for a slim black folder and thumbing through it for more contact details.
There's a moment of silence, each of them regrouping for the next inevitable frustration.
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Date: 2006-06-13 06:16 am (UTC)Some people - don't do well with locked-in spaces.
Crowley stalks into the living-room, jaw taut with anger that's doing a fair job of tamping down the panic. He pauses at the main screen and switches it on, setting a timer to flip through newsfeeds, before reaching for a slim black folder and thumbing through it for more contact details.
There's a moment of silence, each of them regrouping for the next inevitable frustration.
"Mal'd better not have lost them."