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Moira's made her way down to the Compound before Rahne even wakes, stopping in for breakfast with the intention of going to the lab next. Those ridiculous cherubs are gone, at least, and if the island's still crawling with people acting like lovesick puppies, Moira's barely noticed. There's too much else on her mind, and she doesn't particularly want to pay attention to it anyway. It's all well and good to be in the middle of all that, but it's a different matter altogether for those on the outside of it. Besides, it's not like the island isn't full of people acting like teenagers any day of the week as it is.
She's making her way out the door and into the hall with a cup of coffee in hand when she has to side-step to miss the man heading the opposite direction. It's always so crowded around here this time of morning. "Sorry," she says, ducking out of the way with a quick, apologetic smile. "I wasnae lookin'."
She's making her way out the door and into the hall with a cup of coffee in hand when she has to side-step to miss the man heading the opposite direction. It's always so crowded around here this time of morning. "Sorry," she says, ducking out of the way with a quick, apologetic smile. "I wasnae lookin'."