[The feed turns on abruptly and obviously without the two women on the screen noticing it, the angle tilted slightly upward as if the device has been tossed on the ground. Behind the figures, one may catch a glimpse of mounds of dirt, but little else that would give out their location. The blowing wind is covering up most of the distant, sporadic
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Despite the annoyance, Brennan merely hmm's in response to Angela's question, a slow, arrogant smile spreading to her lips. The slug in her head is amplifying Brennan's already strong self-assurance to the point of smug cockiness which is rarely pleasant when taken 100% seriously. Indolently, Brennan lifts her hand and turns the shovel so it stands up vertically like it should, fingers curling around the wooden handle loosely. Her stance is casual and non-threatening on purpose, meant to metaphorically thumb her nose at Angela's battle ready pose and display the unconcerned superiority the slug in her head feels.]Oh, I'm ( ... )
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[Brennan - or the slug - sneers, its hackles rising. Oh, the audacity of the other! This little ingrate is getting on its last nerve.]
If you want to play, we'll play.
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Partnered in what, exactly?
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