suninhades: (until the sun)
babylon. ([personal profile] suninhades) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs 2011-05-28 11:04 am (UTC)

Integra nods her greeting. "Mr. Walker."

A month ago, she might have found it refreshing to speak to a newcomer who seemed relatively aware and polite, but past weeks have made her increasingly uncharitable. (Bastards.) "They attacked one of my agents the other day," she remarks, still watching the area for signs of anything else. "Rather solidifies my agenda for this evening, then." Whatever else she had planned: now replaced with a strategic meeting on 'Weird Shit Developing Around Town, No I Don't Just Mean The Regular Sort', perhaps not in those words. (Only perhaps.)

"Are you lodging in the area?" Her tone easily telegraphs the weight of what is for some a far more ominously-worded inquiry (What are you doing out here by yourself, young man?), but her air is that of someone who is naturally authoritarian, versus patronizing.

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