A Talk Among Shadows [for ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Sep. 10th, 2013 11:11 pmin_the_cracksThe building Telrim leads the way into is bare and functional, one high long room with a rough concrete floor. From inside, the walls look rather sturdier and shored up, and from them comes a faint electric hum. For Telrim, installing better security is just part of moving in.
And yet, as she steps in and the lights switch on, the warehouse is revealed to be empty. There's a table against one wall, a couple of chairs, an wooden crate of assorted things... but that's it. Telrim - and the handful of Yeerks who work with her - don't use this place as a storehouse. It's a staging ground.
The door slides shut behind them, and the Controller goes to pull out the table. "Like a seat?" she asks over her shoulder. "There should be a couple of cushions in the box."
And yet, as she steps in and the lights switch on, the warehouse is revealed to be empty. There's a table against one wall, a couple of chairs, an wooden crate of assorted things... but that's it. Telrim - and the handful of Yeerks who work with her - don't use this place as a storehouse. It's a staging ground.
The door slides shut behind them, and the Controller goes to pull out the table. "Like a seat?" she asks over her shoulder. "There should be a couple of cushions in the box."
