"It stands for the planet's name, but it's a local name like..." he chewed on his lip, trying to figure out how to explain it. "Is there something the people of Camelot call Camelot? Just them, nobody else? Because that's what G.M. is. The little girl and her father, they lived here, they were locals, and they were planning something on the beach."
He approached the turret cautiously, but all the lights inside were dark. He tapped the side of it with his foot. "Must've used its energy up powering that room for us. Better keep moving before it wakes up."
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Date: 2010-06-24 05:34 am (UTC)He approached the turret cautiously, but all the lights inside were dark. He tapped the side of it with his foot. "Must've used its energy up powering that room for us. Better keep moving before it wakes up."