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Julie looked down at her shoes as she walked next to Alex to the bus stop, briefly considering that she should've waterproofed them as the icier chunks of snow snow melted into the microsuede of the wedged boots. That or a pair of gumboots. Winter ones possibly. Wait-- did fur lined gumboots even exist…? That would have to be one of the weirdest things ever. Weirder than Nike endorsed Crocs. She'd have to research all of this when she got home.

"Four hundred milliamperes. Nicked a two-terminal transfer diode off an ol' DVD player, built me a 'lil collimator an' a simple 'lil DDL driver, the works. Powered with an LI-ion battery. Nearly burnt a hole in my hand with the thing. It was grooooooooovy."

Looking back up as they stopped she noticed that Alex had produced a small box out of her pocket. She'd said a laser?

"Wow, nice," She exclaimed raising her eyebrows.

Examining the box without actually touching it Julie wondered what this woman could do, given the actual proper tools to create these sorts of weapons. She wondered if she could commission her to make her something like this on the bigger scale. The Order would probably cover it since she hadn't used any other physical weapon other than that crossbow for the past nine years . She never actually dared to touch the laser though. She'd learned over the years that you didn't touch appliances that university students had made, unless you were sure you were (in Julie's experience) that it wasn't going to singe your eyebrows off--or worse. Especially if they'd just previously stated that they'd just about burned a hole in their hand earlier with said appliance. She'd have to seriously look into the whole idea of weapons of mass destruction getting made though.

Shivering, Julie realized that no matter how she loved winter, the cold didn't exactly love her. Her jeans were soaking wet and her boots were starting to make that awkward squelchy noise that you got when there's too much water in them.

Laughing she waved at Alex, "I should get going now, I'm freaking freezing. Catch you later!" Turning around she walked back on the path to her apartment, "good luck with your laser! Try not to collimate any Gamma Rays!" She called behind her.

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3:34pm- Back at Julie's apartment

The winter chill gone, Julie was back in her apartment sitting in a fluffy white bathrobe, her fat cat, Jynx, in her lap and a cup of hot chocolate steaming on the coffee table next to her as she waited for her clothes to become dry again. There was a distant buzzing in the corner. Lifting the overweight black cat off her lap she went over to the coat rack and rifled around in her purse looking for her phone. It had to be in here somewhere. Buried underneath trail mix bars and makeup she found the lilac coloured iPhone buzzing with a text. It was from The Order. Damn, she'd been hoping to have the day off for once. It seemed like the meeting was being called by the Grim Reaper himself though, so it had to be important. After all, she'd never seen Darkmare himself. Rumors were he was sick. Maybe it had to do with that? She had to wonder at all of this.

Forgetting the cup of cocoa and the cat she rushed to get changed into something drier and a little more appropriate for the situation. She opted for a black turtleneck with grey skinny jeans and her black leather jackets. Choice colours for a reaper. Tossing on a few gold bangles and a long gold necklace she quickly got on her boots and made her way down to the Business district and into the catacombs of the order, finding herself a chair in the briefing room as she waited for whoever else it was to arrive and to find out what exactly was going on.