"Are you sure this is okay?" Blue Sky asked while he filmed her picking the lock on the access door. Someone had been serious about keep people out; there were two deadbolts on the heavy steel door. "Shouldn't we call someone first?"
Tinker shook her head. She'd learned that it was easier to plow on ahead instead of waiting for some peon to finally realize Tinker had the authority to do just about anything that she wanted. "I'm the Wind Clan domi. I can do whatever needs to be done."
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Published on July 08, 2010 21:34