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

[greentech]

[ Pidge groans. ]

I already have short legs. I'm never gonna get anywhere...

[nirsighted]

[If it's possible, his grin widens - goes more brilliant by a degree. But maybe that's just the flash of delight along their mental link augmenting it, the pervasive hum of his mind undulating like notes in a song.]

Maybe you should get some shoes with wheels on them or something.

[greentech]

What, like roller-skates?

[ Pidge snorts and dusts herself off. ]

I'm pretty sure that wouldn't help be stealthy at all.

[nirsighted]

[He laughs, reaching out to her to straighten her clothes - and then ruffling her hair for good measure. He isn't so much older than she is, really. It a friendly, companionable kind of touch.]

Okay, maybe not. But maybe if you work with it more, you'll get better at it. Practice is, uh, a good thing.

[Right?]

[greentech]

Well, I'm not planning on not practicing. It'll come in useful one day, so I might as well know how to use it.

[ She ducks her head at the hair ruffle, laughing a bit sheepishly. ]

Kinda weird to think that it's because of this thing in my head, though.

[nirsighted]

[He nods - reaches up to tap his own temple.]

Yeah, I get that. It is weird. But that's ok. This whole everything is weird, isn't it? Like I don't know about you but before I came here - uh, the Station I mean? - I didn't really think 'huh man I wonder what it'd be like to have an alien wiggling around in my brain?' Right?

[Had he even thought much about aliens at all? Not really. He doesn't think he did anyway... sometimes it's hard to remember.]

[greentech]

I don't think anyone did. At least not when it wasn't right about to happen to them and they knew about it.

[ She rubs at the side of her head self-consciously. It's in there. Somewhere. ]

The weird thing is that I don't feel very different. I just have this weird telepathy thing.

wow I sure did misplace this notif

[nirsighted]

[Nirad nods along, evidently in total agreement. No, he doesn't think anyone knows its going to happen. Unless-- well, there were some people with weird precognitive abilities even without the symbiote, probably? Maybe they might know somehow...

But that's neither here nor there.]

I mean, yeah. I don't really feel different either I don't think. I'm just me.

[Has he always been this twitchy, this nervous, this buzzing and anxious and strange?]

[greentech]

Yeah. I mean - I'm still me, but it's just - if I don't focus on keeping them out, I get emotions and bits of thoughts and it's weird.

[ She's not sure what to think about all of that. ]

It's disconcerting, really.

[nirsighted]

[He shrugs, a small flap of his hands at his sides.]

I think it's nice. It's good, you know? To be close to people like that.