[When the woman's voice broadcast over the PA, Sibyll simply ignored it. She never really had anything of consequence to say. Instead, she continued to read her book, stretched out along the edge of the fountain. For once she had abandoned her armor for a light, cotton sundress. The only thing that ruined her breezy look was the omnipresent gun belt around her waist. The book she was studying intently was on Cleopatra, of all things.]
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