"My personal account. About - a fortnight before the attack, I think. Less than three weeks."
It was a Sunday, and she was in her pyjamas. It's funny the details that stand out.
"They gave me the codes to override the escape pod mechs, and the crybabies. The decoys," she clarifies. Then a nod at the slim black wand on the table. "That - they told me how many hours out from Lilac to turn it on. And that - "
It's not guilt that makes her hesitate. But she'll be damned if she'll let this dòngwù know that he's - that she's -
"And to be sure dà yé was dead before getting away."
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Date: 2008-11-25 02:01 am (UTC)It was a Sunday, and she was in her pyjamas. It's funny the details that stand out.
"They gave me the codes to override the escape pod mechs, and the crybabies. The decoys," she clarifies. Then a nod at the slim black wand on the table. "That - they told me how many hours out from Lilac to turn it on. And that - "
It's not guilt that makes her hesitate. But she'll be damned if she'll let this dòngwù know that he's - that she's -
"And to be sure dà yé was dead before getting away."