Moira rolls her eyes, but she has to admit, it's nice to fall back into this old routine, bickering with James as though they weren't trapped in hell. Except that she suddenly remembers and goes back to being on high alert, even with James bitching over her shoulder. "I don't actually, because I left the map on the table by my bed when I transported us both here to some kind of labyrinth without David Bowie and his magical pants. Now shut up, I think I hear something."
When James finally quiets down, she thinks she hears a faint buzzing.
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Date: 2014-05-26 11:36 am (UTC)When James finally quiets down, she thinks she hears a faint buzzing.
"Oh fuck no," she groans.