[ She makes sure to stay put -- hard as it is not to wander. She wants to stay strict to her mission, to what she'd said she'd do, but her mind is in the habit of wandering and her feet now seem to follow with an eagerness of making up for lost time.
So she's found, head bent over a table of wares, poking and prodding at them, and one very unsure attendant that clearly knows the reputation that she keeps talking to like nothing is wrong. Something small and shining in her fingers that she keepings toying with. Fiddling happily with it.
She feel-sees him before she looks up. The connection she has left wide open picks of the shape of him at the back of her mind, and her hundred eyes show him moving through the crowd between screens, enough that she barely looks before gesturing him closer. ]
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Date: 2016-04-26 03:27 pm (UTC)So she's found, head bent over a table of wares, poking and prodding at them, and one very unsure attendant that clearly knows the reputation that she keeps talking to like nothing is wrong. Something small and shining in her fingers that she keepings toying with. Fiddling happily with it.
She feel-sees him before she looks up. The connection she has left wide open picks of the shape of him at the back of her mind, and her hundred eyes show him moving through the crowd between screens, enough that she barely looks before gesturing him closer. ]
General, you made it.