Murray watched from the distance as Driva did his thing, eyeing him as he entered his lab. She merely pulled out her communicator, pinging Driva as she contacted someone else. "James..? Yeah.. It's Murray.. Go ahead and get to work covering Nova's old job. She's taking over for Driva since he wants to be a massive pain.. Just.. make sure that the paperwork is covered and the data is secured. We might need to do all of this again... Yeah, no kidding... Alright, I'll talk to you later.."
She looked around, unclipping her rapier from her belt and setting it on a nearby table, sitting down before she fell from exhaustion. "I hate my job sometimes..." she muttered.