Simmons is distracted by the way there's darker marks on the walls. She stands, gingerly, dusting her slacks off absent-mindedly as she does.
"I think, based on projection and relative staining of the nearby rock, that this," She waves a hand at one of the marks, which arches across the wall, "Is arterial spray... probably from someone about a good foot taller than me?" Forgive her tone of academic curiosity - she doesn't usually end up in the dangerous places until long after they've ceased to be dangerous.
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Date: 2014-01-01 04:03 am (UTC)"I think, based on projection and relative staining of the nearby rock, that this," She waves a hand at one of the marks, which arches across the wall, "Is arterial spray... probably from someone about a good foot taller than me?" Forgive her tone of academic curiosity - she doesn't usually end up in the dangerous places until long after they've ceased to be dangerous.