"Jesus," Quinn swore, biting her lip. "I don't think I would have thought of a drill as a weapon."
She'd eat another cookie while she mulled it over, and felt grateful that most of the people in Rivet City -- if not exactly friendly -- weren't trying to kill her.
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Date: 2010-08-09 01:29 am (UTC)She'd eat another cookie while she mulled it over, and felt grateful that most of the people in Rivet City -- if not exactly friendly -- weren't trying to kill her.