Jane poked her head around the corner of her laboratory area at the sound of thumping. It was her colleague, Damian Pendragon, kicking something (she hoped it was not a someone) down the stairs and then magicking it into an opening in the marble before sealing it up.
"Damian? Is that you?" she called, stepping out onto the landing at the top of the stairs. "What is that? Are you leaving it in here?? I can't have another mishap with this experiment." Really, this stage of her work was very delicate and the least wrong vibration could set it awry, which was the very reason she had asked permission to set up a lab in the Death Chamber. Damian was a good, even at times a noble, person, but he didn't communicate things as well as might be wished sometimes.
Jane sighed slightly. She had been wanting to speak to Damian ever since she'd returned to work about some impressions she was starting to remember from her attack, but really, he couldn't have turned up at a worse time. |