[Determined lady is determined. She needs to get into an arms locker if she wants to get in on this fight, and the police station is right across the street.]
Like hell I'm waiting.
[Tucking the small pda in her coat pocket and executing an speedy and efficient jaywalk to the other side of the road.]
[Usually she'd be teasing, but she's worn down from lack of sleep and the smile falls flat. Her office opens with another swipe of the security badge and the lights flicker on. Spacious, window view, and extremely organized and clean. She goes immediately to the locked gun cabinet in the corner and pulls out a safe key to open it. It swings open to reveal a nice collection of weapons that would have been more appropriate for her Mirror City self and a Kevlar vest.]
You're not the only one who can take care of themselves.
[Pulls off her jacket and drapes it over the desk before pulling on the Kevlar vest over top her FBI t-shirt. Selects a Remington 870 and then slings the shoulderstrap of a MP5 over her shoulder.]
[Logan stops traffic manually.]
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[hits the 'post' button before looking up]
Ah. Sorry.
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Wait till the next light or are we going?
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[Determined lady is determined. She needs to get into an arms locker if she wants to get in on this fight, and the police station is right across the street.]
Like hell I'm waiting.
[Tucking the small pda in her coat pocket and executing an speedy and efficient jaywalk to the other side of the road.]
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Maybe we should look into a car.
[SNIKT! Takes down a few baddies!]
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[Pulling out her Glock and dropping the safety. It probably wouldn't drop the things, but slow them down anyways.]
But would you really drive it all that much?
[Gotta love a man who can take down giant crabs like it's nothing.]
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No. I was thinking for you and whenever we want to do something like this.
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It would probably be safer, and I do have the money. Just seems like a bit of a waste.
[Sigh, rubbing at the wrinkles that form on her forehead. Swipe of a security card and then into an elevator.]
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Is there a company car?
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Oh, I'm sure I could finagle one if I really wanted to.
[Leaning into him for a moment just before the elevator dings the right floor and then off again down the near-empty hallways to her office.]
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Not bad set up. Not bad at all.
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[Usually she'd be teasing, but she's worn down from lack of sleep and the smile falls flat. Her office opens with another swipe of the security badge and the lights flicker on. Spacious, window view, and extremely organized and clean. She goes immediately to the locked gun cabinet in the corner and pulls out a safe key to open it. It swings open to reveal a nice collection of weapons that would have been more appropriate for her Mirror City self and a Kevlar vest.]
Do you want anything to go with those claws?
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Nah. I'm good. I'm more worried about you and everybody else.
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[Pulls off her jacket and drapes it over the desk before pulling on the Kevlar vest over top her FBI t-shirt. Selects a Remington 870 and then slings the shoulderstrap of a MP5 over her shoulder.]
Given a certain amount of hardware, of course.
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