[Mara has been hunting down the new people, the new pressure and presence in her mind, trying to figure out how they figure into her mind. She's walking up toward one, a young woman with bright eyes, when she asks a question.]
[Well, that's a good enough start for Mara.]
[Her mind is cool, but harsh, all hard surfaces and sharp edges. There's the pervasive sense of darkness, not just emotional, but an actual absence of light. Beneath it all, a pressure builds, annoyed by this intrusion into her mind.]
I could think of worse ways to waste my time. What do you want to see?
concordia, common room.
[Well, that's a good enough start for Mara.]
[Her mind is cool, but harsh, all hard surfaces and sharp edges. There's the pervasive sense of darkness, not just emotional, but an actual absence of light. Beneath it all, a pressure builds, annoyed by this intrusion into her mind.]
I could think of worse ways to waste my time. What do you want to see?