> Lucy
> She glanced back to Fawkes after she felt the flick on the back of her
> neck. Reaching around to message the minor sting, she flipped him off
> briefly then returned attention to the scene.
>
> "I was thinking maybe we should check out the place before jumping in for
> the goods. That is unless you two want to just jump in blindly."
>
> Lucy just shook her head, this was beginning to pass the stage of
> irritation, there was now a slight hint of anger apparent in her eyes.
> "Come on. You should know better by now, Fawkes. There's no way I'm
> walking into that place unprepared." She responded to Darien, as her eyes
> focused solely on Jamie who now appeared to be in distress. Tilting her
> head slightly, she continued to stare rather blatantly at her, curious as
> to what exactly was happening. Not that she cared, but she didn't want
> the possibility of a hindrance during the actual job. Raising a
> suspicious eyebrow to the scene, she continued, this -would- have to be
> sorted out. "Daniels, please do try to keep your attention focused." Lucy
> said harshly, "What exactly is the problem?" She turned back to Darien,
> shoving her hands in the pockets of her coat and shrugging before turning
> back to Jamie in wait of a response.
Jamie
"No problem," I told her through gritted teeth, "just a hangover," I
massaged my temples as the images began to subside. It was hard to
concentrate on the job at hand when carnage flooded my mind, all it did was
make me itch for a little carnage of my own. "So we watch this place, stake
it out," I agreed. My mind was turning this over, perhaps if the rumours
were true some of the old crap these people had laying around might finally
give me the answers I needed. "So we do it now?" I asked, "the sooner we get
this started the better," and the sooner Miss Prig would be out of my life.
