Zinda laughs. "So polite!" She shakes her head. "It's no problem at all."
It doesn't take long before they're hovering over the Clocktower, thirty feet or so above the balcony that leads into Babs' command center. "Same way you came in," Zinda suggests, nodding to the rope.
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Date: 2011-02-07 06:12 am (UTC)It doesn't take long before they're hovering over the Clocktower, thirty feet or so above the balcony that leads into Babs' command center. "Same way you came in," Zinda suggests, nodding to the rope.