"Okay, good." Deprived of float-chair comlink, she plucks her pen from her necklace and scribes off a quick message to the ba who are handling her things. "That should be all delivered to the embassy later within the hour. Do your various fellow embassy-dwellers want to have heavily veiled interrogations about me or do they make those faces all the time?"
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Date: 2014-07-19 01:28 am (UTC)