[Christ, she really is basically a kid - not even rookie age. And she's a princess on top of it. She's fucking royalty. She has been camping in the Temple for god knows how long.]
Washington. Hang on, let me just...
[He fumbles briefly with the catch on his helmet. It unseals with a soft hiss, and he tugs it off.]
[Freckle-mottled copper-colored skin, startlingly blue eyes, and a headful of achingly blonde and terrible helmet hair nests underneath. He blinks, adjusting to the shift in light. Figures she'd prefer to talk to someone face to face.]
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Washington. Hang on, let me just...
[He fumbles briefly with the catch on his helmet. It unseals with a soft hiss, and he tugs it off.]
[Freckle-mottled copper-colored skin, startlingly blue eyes, and a headful of achingly blonde and terrible helmet hair nests underneath. He blinks, adjusting to the shift in light. Figures she'd prefer to talk to someone face to face.]
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