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π™Όπ™°πšπ™Άπ™°πšπ™΄πšƒ "π™Ώπ™΄π™Άπ™Άπšˆ" π™²π™°πšπšƒπ™΄πš ([personal profile] revlon) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2018-01-28 05:38 pm (UTC)

[ She nods at that, frown deepening. ]

Sometimes I forget you didn't land with the first wave of us. [ It's a comment on their friendship, of course. They were thrown together so abruptly and meshed so well from the start that it's strange to think it hasn't always been like this. Peggy doesn't make friends very quickly or easily, but the circumstances that forged this particular bond were altogether too spot-on for who they are. ] When we hiked through the forest from the crash site, some of us did run into those bloody giant spiders. It's a good theory.

[ And doesn't necessarily bode well. Peggy shoots Eggsy a glance that's half grimace, half smile, then pushes off to explore the rest of the vast chamber. She isn't sure how much longer they can linger here without being disturbed; she doubts people at the Institute keep regular office hours. Most, likely, but not all. People buried in their research and experiments, science for science's sake β€” or more sinister reasons, as they're learning.

She does find a door marked EMPLOYEES ONLY further along, which is intriguing enough. But more interesting is the note pinned to it. ]


Hey, [ she calls softly over her shoulder. Then: ] Seems as though we aren't the first to poke our noses in here.

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