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Slim pale legs dangled over one arm of the couch, gently kicking back and forth. Who was this stalker person? What did they look like? Were they cute?! Was it a boy or a girl? She'd probably swing either way. Heck, she'd swing both ways! Maybe even at once! But this was probably just one person. Regardless she was already checking over the computer while she listened to the person on the other end. Katsumi was good with electronics. She had to be for her bombs. One wrong wire and boom! Could she back-hack the system? Maybe given enough time. But the authorities would arrive long before that ever happened. Not that she actually wished to

*Well, this wasn't exactly what the person what the other end was expecting. This person was certainly NOT acting like an ordinary person. If it was any of their business, which it wasn't, they would have asked if this person had some sort of brain damage. Hell, they wasn't even the person whose money was in the bank she had robbed and poor car she had exploded. They were just some employee in the Consortium's Communication Division, with the appropriate clearances who was making this call. Not that they cared whom this person on the other end was or what happened to them, they were just doing what they were told and were being appropriately