mental link, day 32

[headinjuries]

[ Sam crashed hard after the vigil, because between all the lies making him feel like he was going to puke and trying to pick them apart giving him one mother of a headache, staying awake felt like something you only do if you really hate yourself.

Do all newfound psychic powers suck this bad? He was fine with just flying and blowing things up, thanks. ]

( By the way, just figured everybody should know: Seong-Hye Ngazi is full of crap, the Public Safety Commission isn't half as gung-ho about bringing the bomber to justice as she makes it sound, and I'm like ninety percent she actually knows who did it, but that part I'm not quite positive about.

So, you know. In case anybody wanted to break into her office or stalk her or something. I hear some of you guys are actually good at the cloak and dagger stuff.

You're welcome. )

[ He can be found in the common area of the Bearings, scrolling through news reports and radiating pure frustration, if anyone would rather comment to his face instead of over the link. ]

Comments

[batmotif]

[It's okay... it's an accurate enough estimate of someone who only got to arrive here in his business suit.]

(You know what they say about books and their covers.

I know I've already asked for your help before [the whole building him a grappling gun thing] but you think you might be willing to lend a hand with the building's security if it comes down to it?)

[greentech]

( Yeah, why not? If it helps us wrap this whole mission up faster, I'm definitely in. )

[ The sooner they finish, the sooner she can start figuring out how to get home. ]

[batmotif]

[Pidge, you've definitely been edging up the list of "most useful individuals here" in a record amount of time in his book.]

(Good. I'll let you know if something comes up.)

[greentech]

[ Hey, she tries to be competent and good at what she does. ]

( Sounds great. If you're going to go out and do some sneaking, let me know! )