There isn't even a flicker of acknowledgment from Nikita when she hears 'council member', but her heart pings with a hint of triumph and of trepidation. Karen Filippelli isn't a spy; Nikita would risk her life on that assessment, but she's very close to the official channels of power on this island. Finally, someone who might be able to tell her something.
"Nina LaFleur. Ex-investigative journalist." She smiles and settles into a lean against the counter. Something flickers just beyond her field of vision, in the hall leading to the kitchen, just as she does, and instantly her body shifts into flight mode, although she keeps it out of her voice and off her face. "So, Miss Filippelli," she says, sounding like the journalist she's supposed to be. "How does someone become a council member on an island of multi-verse exiles?"
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Date: 2012-10-27 04:11 pm (UTC)From:"Nina LaFleur. Ex-investigative journalist." She smiles and settles into a lean against the counter. Something flickers just beyond her field of vision, in the hall leading to the kitchen, just as she does, and instantly her body shifts into flight mode, although she keeps it out of her voice and off her face. "So, Miss Filippelli," she says, sounding like the journalist she's supposed to be. "How does someone become a council member on an island of multi-verse exiles?"