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"Hm. I think she will." I almost let slip that we promised, but that's too personal. "She needs more people visiting her." I look at Temperance, Mi Sun and Trish in turn, it's a suggestion for all of them.
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I frown and get back to thinking. Maybe Mi Sun will save me from having to answer this one. But Mi Sun probably has much less of a picture of what's going on than I do. Stomm. This is me wishing I was confused and ignorant about this right now. …
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I've been trying to brew up a useful answer for Temperance and Mark said..basically what I was going to say, so I space out a bit. Mi Sun snaps me back, mentioning my name. "Nadja will need some. Diversion. You know?" Oh, Temperance is on her way al…
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I nod to Mi Sun and smile a little, then answer Temperance. "They should be. Soon, but not now."
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Lady Bai? She's here right now? She can only have come here for me. Certainly not alone. I wonder what she and the crew have planned. Tamping down my excitement, I ask Corvus, "What should I be ready for?"
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I pull my way out of the hug abruptly, stung. "Right." He's right, we can't be out here forever. He didn't mean it. He just remembers, and couldn't help it. I rub my scalp and walk towards the classroom, frustrated.
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"Let's. Talk later? Alone." Mark is..very comforting right now. I could stay here like this for a few minutes, at least. I want to try and trust Mark, treat him like I do on the court. I'm promising something I think Mark wants.
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Turning Mark On: (Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 2, 1. Total: 2)
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"Hm." I acknowledge what he says, then..he touches my arm. Rising up or flinching or stiffening doesn't quite describe how I respond. I let him do it, stopping in the hall. Then, before I'm sure of what I'm doing, I put my arms around him. "I wan…
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I sigh. I can't deny most of this, either because it's true or because of how bad at arguing. "She didn't hurt Gwen. Bea accused her of murdering her..close friend. Right in public. Then Bea tried to apologize. By begging for pity. Instead of being …
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I walk for a few moments before answering Mark, thinking. I glance in Mark's eyes..they're such a familiar and lovely blue. "Too much. Other than that. I'm not certain." The pressure of the hallway cameras makes me look over my shoulder, too. I j…
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That must be all she had for me. I stand up and nod. "You're welcome. Please take care of them." I wonder if she noticed some difference from Gwen being with me for so long. That would make her very observant. Not that I will ever talk to her abo…
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"I understand." I pocket my Navi again and look at the monitors. "I'm stressed from caring. For Ourania and arguing with her. About coming here. Otherwise I can't be sure. What you mean." It isn't surprising that she's supposed to keep track of me. …
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"Ah. Flight crew are steady-minded. I'm sure they're. Already back in service." I tap out a response on my Navi. Zola,
I'm not stealing from the medbay, especially
not in front of Mark.
I'd rather we do something in our own … -
I frown at Zola's message. It's pretty distasteful. I haven't indulged in tramahex or anything stronger, and I don't want to. My head is a mess enough without it. I'm not interested in breaking into Nadja and Ashlee's room to have sex, either. I …
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"Huh. Well, good to actually meet you, Corvus." Arguments about business tend to erupt in places where they shouldn't, and SID-Six deals in sensitive matters. I learned they were real by eavesdropping on Onlay Rioccan and my Prime, in some privat…
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Yeah, I do. I'm curious.
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I nod and acknowledge her. "Alright." I'm not sure what she wants from me, but I don't want to kick up a fuss and it's not like she took time out of her work to tell me I'm wasted skin. I ease Ourania into the tube, letting her lead a bit and fin…
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I don't make Ourania walk. While carrying her like so much bagged rice, on the way, I take a moment to whisper "Gwen will forgive you. But. You have to let this go. For now." Inside the Med Bay, I wait to be prompted. "Ourania has been sick. All …
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"It's me. Shush..shh. Just stop. Rest now." I bend and scoop her up..the shivering she's doing gives me pause but doesn't quite make it harder. I carry her past Olivar, Trish and Bea. I'll wait at the entrance for Mark, but not forever, you know?
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The scream startles me, but I don't have much pity for Lucas. Ourania looks even worse. I level a gaze at Mark, not sitting down, supporting my roommate's scant weight. His response before was cold, and now..well, nobody knows Lucas is a murderer…
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If Ourania were in her right mind I would just let her take the risk, honestly. As it is..I'm still only in a hurry to get ahead of Torrence, who I glare back at. "She needs to stop doing this stomm in the middle of class. I don't know if I could…
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I get up and move to do just what Torrence is talking about, going behind Temperance and hopefully blocking him out as he gets close to Olivar or Mi Sun. Dammit, Ourania. "I've got it."
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Oh, and when I was going into of Iso, Torrence was just coming out. He'd been pinched for going into an unauthorized area.
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"If she won't let me do it, how can I expect her to let Mark do it?" I ask Gwen while I cue up my Navi. To: Mark
Ourania has to go to Med Bay. Hasn't this gone on long enough
to be an emergency?
Tabitha
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Not being able to feel solitude has been the most uncomfortable part of having Gwen always with me. It had felt, at first, like my connection to Gwen would be tenuous, soon to break. But after my promise to find her a body it became solid like a cha…
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It's beef flavored. The sensation of feeling sated by gel is galling in the best of circumstances, the false meatiness makes it surreal. I simply grunt in response to the chances keeping the pistol will give me. I hide it in my jacket, not feelin…
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Mark is still the winner of Most Strings on Me. Mark, please Highlight me. Mark and I are tied for strings on Ashlee. I have the most strings on Ourania; Ourania, highlight Dark. What is this Power? I want to see it.
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"Okay, so we won't go there." I conclude out loud. "I'll wash my hands. Or whatever. I'll be ok." I get our last bathroom towel over Ourania's shoulders and wait till she's strong enough to leave the room.
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I fill up our mouth-rinsing cup with water and hand it to Ourania. "Do we need to go. To the infirmary?" I soak up the mess with some towels and immediately cycle them through the autocleaner. We're always the only ones who clean our rooms, so I ma…