[She knows it can't have been him since the moment he called back. He wouldn't be speaking to her right now if it had been. But just the affirmation from him makes her a little teary.]
I'm sorry for bothering you over something so ridiculous.
[She laughs again, although it's so tightly wound for a moment she might start crying instead. She pushes the hair out of her face and her hand is shaking.]
I-it's just. I know Mr. Sullivan, the chief of security. He comes to Fighting McDonaghs sometimes. And the man, whoever he really is, I might have met him there too. And then—
[The terrorist. Speaking only in text. Warning of impending chaos he was likely planning to cause himself.]
I know nowhere is completely safe. But just seeing something like this, right on the EZWave... I-I don't know. [She wipes hurriedly at one eye.] It just seems a little too real, all of a sudden.
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Date: 2013-02-17 04:22 am (UTC)I'm sorry for bothering you over something so ridiculous.
[She laughs again, although it's so tightly wound for a moment she might start crying instead. She pushes the hair out of her face and her hand is shaking.]
I-it's just. I know Mr. Sullivan, the chief of security. He comes to Fighting McDonaghs sometimes. And the man, whoever he really is, I might have met him there too. And then—
[The terrorist. Speaking only in text. Warning of impending chaos he was likely planning to cause himself.]
I know nowhere is completely safe. But just seeing something like this, right on the EZWave... I-I don't know. [She wipes hurriedly at one eye.] It just seems a little too real, all of a sudden.