by Miranda Weaver » Mon Apr 06, 2015 11:24 am
The hideout was too small for this sort of meeting, so Miranda had directed everyone to St. Paul's. She sat on a rock under what was left of the dome. Her sword, now sheathed, was laying across her lap and her good hand rested gently on the pommel. Theresa sat on her left, idly fidgeting and not really paying attention to what was going on around her.
"Good to see all of you in the flesh. I know some of us are here looking for answers. I don't claim to be the equal of either of my mothers, but I think we're all willing to help look for the necessary answers. We've got several situations boiling here in the ruins and I understand there's possibly more outside. There's someone named Armament, who knew enough to send lackeys to attack Big Ben to get the ASHLIE drone back. There's a person calling herself Wanderer who seems to want something from us. And then we have our visitors." She motioned to John, Gemma, and Trev.