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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 926360" data-attributes="member: 98">1st Floor – Organ HallClairemont MansionAfter Anders finished disconnecting the bomb, the emotional and tension relief was quite high.  Exultation that everyone was still alive, satisfaction at his work, the emotions and chemicals released into his bloodstream gave him almost a natural high . . . then he felt her hand on his and she smiled.Flood gates were almost released and emotions almost came pouring out.  Questions, undeniable feeling for her, fear, nervousness, definite attraction, ‘let’s talk now ‘cause we may never get another chance,’ those feelings and more flew across Anders face and was reflected in his eyes.  Anders reined them all in though . . . people were depending on him – she was depending on him.  And he didn’t even know her name. . . .Anders looked to Jac and smiled, “Thanks, . . .”  and before Anders could add anything more, the moment was interrupted  . . . “I agree, the wiring was definitely set to blow the organ up if it was tampered with, casualties were secondary,” Anders said, somewhat abruptly, concealed anger at being interrupted at his first chance to talk . . . Anders looked to Smith and Jac and asked, “Smith, Miss . . . take a look at the organ see where the wiring going.  Be careful, I have visions of that show The Goonies playing in my head.”The careful part was directed with direct eye contact with Jac, but the moment had definitely passed by looking at her.To the others re-entering the room, Anders ordered “Be careful touching anything.  The organ was wired, so other things could be as well.  Looks like the stakes just got higher.”</blockquote>

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