mental link - :018

[circumspector]

[ There's a crackle of static, of a radio station getting tuned in and a deep breath. Not a loud one, this one, just tentative brush at whatever is closest. ]

( ... Aoba? Petre? )

[ Well, someone's awake. Tired sounding, but awake and she tries to clear her mind to focus enough to reach out broaden to whoever might be nearby. More direct, a little more present. Nervous always, when she feels disconnected from others. ]

( ... Hello? Anyone nearby? )

[ and for anyone looking for her, she's around the Bearings as she catches up on what she's missed out on, getting herself cleaned up from her extended nap time, and plugging herself back into the nest of machines in the common area. ]

Comments

[unfavoured]

That's my problem.

[ Not hers. Not theirs. They are supposed to do a lot of things but Parker is about to do nothing of what they are excepted to. She is here for nothing else but her own prerogative. She has no intention of helping either side until she has more information. Who made them bosses of right and wrong? Certainly not her. ]

Besides, I feel it's much more dangerous to be surrounded by a bunch of people that believe everything they're told.

[circumspector]

[ She settles herself open then. A hand rest her weight on the bench, eyes fixed and bright. Milk and honey, the smile stays on her face and she drips with the sweetness of tone. ]

It must be nice to take people at face value. I'd like to be that... unburdened.

[unfavoured]

I could say the same to you.

[ Parker gives her a look. Clearly, the one who's taking everyone at face value isn't her, it's the rest of them that blindly believe the words that come out of the people commanding the ship, with absolutely no other contradicting information to weigh in which is the most probable one.

But she isn't going to engage in a conversation with-- well, anyone, if she gets her way. She would rather keep her distance and ignore everyone's presence. ]

You can keep eating up whatever bullshit they spew at you. Again, not my problem. [ Because it's clearly a problem.

And she starts moving, pushing past her uncaringly. ]

[circumspector]

[ She could roll her eyes, right now, but she doesn't, more fixed on being pleasant. Something biting an acrid on her tongue about hypocrisy. But she swallows. ]

We're all each other's problem now. [ Cheerfully put, for something she knows must be awful, but it's kind intention at least. She remembers too well what happened the last time one of them was this determined.

She wouldn't let it happen again. Whatever this woman decided. ]