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Brianna did not relish playing escort to Atton's friend. It would not have been the first time that she had to, however, and she was resigned to her fate, as Mical was preoccupied dealing with some other emergency that had come into play. She was inclined to beat Rand over the head several times when he returned; it seemed only fitting, considering the trouble he was putting them through.
Again.
She sat outside the Portalocity terminal, a dour, unmistakably white presence among the masses. Well, masses: most of the people present appeared to be putting in some effort to scoot away from her.
It did not bother her. There were more important things at stake here, after all.
[[ for sparkle. ]]
Again.
She sat outside the Portalocity terminal, a dour, unmistakably white presence among the masses. Well, masses: most of the people present appeared to be putting in some effort to scoot away from her.
It did not bother her. There were more important things at stake here, after all.
[[ for sparkle. ]]