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Date: 2009-02-19 07:19 am (UTC)
Anna had more or less forgotten about the gun on her hip, as she was devoting all of her attention to the Rift monitor--so much so that she had nearly sent herself sprawling on the pavement at least half a dozen times while following Gwen.

"Dropping fast?" she whispered back. "Right, dropping fast. And we're really very close." She started turning in a circle to see what direction they needed to be headed in. "It says... this way." She pointed across the road.
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