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[latenightmoon]

No, no...where is it

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[redfire_ink]

[ surprise! ]

Whatcha doin', Alli-chan?

[latenightmoon]

[Ack! She jumps and drops a file folder.] Lavi! Ah, looking for some specific reports I wrote for the lower levels of this place.

[redfire_ink]

[ peers in. ]

Huh. Haven't seen anything like that. They're in a regular folder?

[latenightmoon]

Should be, under the maps tab or current recon.

[solo_insanity]

[Relieving Allison of her mug of coffee. She did have donuts after all, didn't she? Also finding the remote corner of one couch or chair that isn't covered in paperwork.]

Did you pick up a new job as a resident pack rat?

[latenightmoon]

[She makes a face at him stealing her coffee. It's plain, no creme or sugar. The couch has a free corner only the left side is stacked with papers.]

Very funny, but no. This is the room I keep all my reports, maps, and recon information on this place in.

[solo_insanity]

[Picking up a random folder. Something about a courtyard and its weather. He reads it with about as much interest as one trying to skim a newspaper as he drinks the coffee. Stare ignored.]

Doesn't the information get dated after a time?

[latenightmoon]

That's why it has to be kept updated. If I don't keep doing recon then the data is useless.

[juniorarchiver]

Lose something?

[latenightmoon]

Yeah, a map of level seven. Have you seen it?

[juniorarchiver]

Can't say that I have. Are you sure it's in this room?

[latenightmoon]

I'm sure it is. I always seal this room up once I'm done using it.

[unexpectedheart]

[Looking inside the room, with the upmost caution at first. When she sees who it is she relaxes just a hair, even stepping inside.]

Um... Is your name Allison?

[latenightmoon]

[She grabs a donut and a swig of coffee as she takes in Miranda. A new one?]

Yes, I'm Allison. What can I do for you?

[unexpectedheart]

[Very, horribly new and not in a uniform.]

I, um... I wanted to learn more about this place, and someone told me you know a lot. I hope you don't mind.

[latenightmoon]

[She walks over and cleans off the couch, stacking the papers on her desk.]

I don't mind at all, how long ago did you get here?

[latenightmoon]

A map of level seven, I have it in one of these file cabinets. Normally the bloody thing stays where I want it to.

[latenightmoon]

Yeah, I've done recon of each level below the main floors. I'd be grateful for the help.