[ At first, she tenderly rubs at her neck for what feels like 5 minutes. Elizabeth's not sure what that was, maybe a pinched nerve, but the admittance of Judy's message makes one thing clear: there was something wrong. The message was followed to a t, leading her to the apparent communications office. In she goes, whether she's first or not - when she sees a second body, she's immediately gripping down towards her thigh, almost defensively.
Of course, an explanation comes soon after and Elizabeth pans her gaze between terminal and her fellow Think Tank, still soaking all of this in... ]
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Of course, an explanation comes soon after and Elizabeth pans her gaze between terminal and her fellow Think Tank, still soaking all of this in... ]
...You're kidding me.
[ SORRY, ALL SHE'S GOING TO SAY. ]