"Oh, the hell with all of you," Cayce muttered under her breath. Maybe it was the heat; maybe it was just that she'd had enough of, what, two, three years of this; maybe it was just that same bullheadedness that kept her after the Footage—anyway, she no longer particularly gave a rat's ass what anyone thought of what she was doing, least of all the Master. While everyone was arguing, she leaned her head and shoulders into the hole, waving her flashlight around.
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Date: 2008-12-05 07:05 pm (UTC)