Now that Cat is convinced that the bombs aren't going off (she checked all the clocks she could find, just to be that little bit more sure) she's shifted the focus of her organization. After firmly admonishing the Extras that they still had to stay inside, she asked a few of them to join her in setting up a clear space in a room near the kitchen.
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On her way out again after securing Dean a car and sending him on his merry way, Enfys reconsiders and heads around the front to catch up with Cat again, not bothering to knock this time.
"Cat! Hey, Cat!"
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"Triaging the ballroom," she says, and if she's using the lochaber's long handle as a staff to lean on a little, that's...probably fair, don't call her on it. "You got incoming, Dean'll be here with Trixie and a couple girls what need doctoring, I'm off to find some more doctors, we're pointing people at Wayne Manor to converge. You want to start sorting something out so we can get it going faster once I start ferrying folks this way...?"
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"I figure I'll stay by the door to tell them where to go, and--I never caught your name the last time, who am I thanking?"
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"Enfys Llewelyn," she supplies. "Girl on the go, I guess, I'm going to see about herding people your way. The Rolls is our ambulance and I think Bruce is probably coming back here, he fucked off before I did."
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Clasping both hands dramatically to heart- "Not the tears!" -Enfys backs out again, satisfied that Cat is as prepared as she can be and they both have other places to be right now.
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