She turns on her heel, and heads out of the vault. She pauses in the doorway, and blinks for a moment, allowing Alanna to pass her. Then, without so much as a change of expression, she returns to the vault, tips a pile of papers ouf of a filing caninet and into the middle of the floor, kicks them up, and sets fire to them.
Once the little blaze is steady, and spreading, she nods to herself, and leaves.
Behind her, blackmail material, crooked accounts, details of traffic in human flesh become so much ash.
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"Come on, let's get out of here."
She turns on her heel, and heads out of the vault. She pauses in the doorway, and blinks for a moment, allowing Alanna to pass her. Then, without so much as a change of expression, she returns to the vault, tips a pile of papers ouf of a filing caninet and into the middle of the floor, kicks them up, and sets fire to them.
Once the little blaze is steady, and spreading, she nods to herself, and leaves.
Behind her, blackmail material, crooked accounts, details of traffic in human flesh become so much ash.