[center][h1][color=D1ECCA]Bronwyn Calliban[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=D1ECCA][b]Location:[/b][/color] Washington D.C.
[color=D1ECCA][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Those at OMEN Headquarters[/center][hr]

Bronwyn figured she said her peace, but she wasn't expecting questions. It took her by surprise. She stepped up to the podium again, having side stepped away. [color=D1ECCA]"With all due respect, I believe that qualifies as your job. That's why we are all here, right? I don't mind getting my hands dirty in any way to help, but apart from the knowledge I just shared, I have no clue what to do next. If anything, we should find out where she is at this moment."[/color]

How anyone could figure that out was beyond her, but she would put up her best effort. She hoped no one else would ask her questions. She wanted to do something, not stand around talking about it. She couldn't help but appreciate Fergus' comments. Action spoke louder than words ever did.