Feb 21, 2012 23:00
[Say hello to Mme. Galmar, trainee teacher by day, gun-wielding, masked vigilante by night. At the moment she's in her civilian wear. Prepare for a shock, boys and girls, because she's updated with the times. Her tie is gone, her blouse shows her collar bone and her skirt exposes her knees]
I want to thank everyone who participated in the cake gala last week. There's a lot of talented chefs among us and I for one was delighted with what everyone made. Gabriel, if your altruistic streak wasn't completely forced on you by last week's test, we ought to look into arranging another event in the near future.
[She pauses, wavering between speaking again and turning off the communicator. The silence stretches out a bit too long for her to dismiss it as natural and the moment she realises that her expression hardens]
Link, we should probably talk.
c: howard link,
c: barbara gordon,
emilia galmar