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Date: 2009-02-19 02:55 am (UTC)
Gwen hustled through the city centre, throwing a backwards glance now and again to make sure she hadn't lost Anna. She kept one hand on her gun, her eyes shifting around, looking for the slightest thing that may be out of place.

Regardless of what she would say to Anna, she really hoped it wasn't a weevil, either.

"What do we have on residual Rift energy?" she asked Anna quietly. "And has the programme been able to pinpoint the location of the spike?"
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