She was still glaring dangerously at the device when Harriet's mind frizzled suddenly into being in her vicinity; Kerrigan's attention shot sideways towards the door, and with it, her entire body.
Letting go of her hair, she took a deep breath and compelled her feet to move. Right. She opened the door a few moments later, the back of it hitting the wall with a smack. "Dean Jones."
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Date: 2008-06-04 09:46 am (UTC)Letting go of her hair, she took a deep breath and compelled her feet to move. Right. She opened the door a few moments later, the back of it hitting the wall with a smack. "Dean Jones."