paradisa | 016 [dictated, backdated to shortly after the end of the Tokyo Plot]

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agent carolina

016 [dictated, backdated to shortly after the end of the Tokyo Plot]

[When she speaks, her voice is lacking a great deal of affect, but at least she's not mad?]

[Filtered to York]

You have a guest room.

[Filtered to Wash]

We need to talk.

[Filtered to Church and Texas, separately.]

What is your earliest memory.

[Filtered to Project Freelancer personnel, including Church]

We should all meet and come to a consensus regarding the events surrounding the demise of the Project. We should all be on the same page before we move forward. Anyone who argues during the meeting will be dismissed, including myself.

[Filtered to people she knows are involved with Code Blair (Phoebe, Hard Harry, Fifth Doctor, etc)]

I would like to assist in current evacuation plans or explain my previous work.

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Why should we listen to you? [It lacks her usual venom, but she's not in any hurry to call Carolina Boss yet.]

Edited (derpderp I remember how English works) 2013-07-29 17:16 (UTC)

[Well yes, yes he does.]

I do.

Because I'm the only one doing anything to try and re-build this team. [l-lol because she only started trying in like the last five minutes.]

[She pauses, trying to consider if she should even ask because asking means being vulnerable and risking outright rejection. Honestly, she's not sure she can handle a simple no right now with her emotional state spiraling toward something she doesn't like. If he said no, those ideas of eating a gun could start to take serious hold in her mind.]

I'm going to be using it temporarily, starting today.

[Yeah, nowhere near a request.]

Edited 2013-07-29 17:42 (UTC)

Since when do you care?

[Yeah South's calling bullshit. It feels like too little, too late, and South is in no mind to join any 'team' at this point.]

It's better than you not caring at all. [She snaps back before she can remember her own rule regarding arguing. Welp.]

Hey-- just because I don't go around ordering everyone within an inch of their life doesn't mean I don't care.

[She's generally not the kind to admit she cares, anyway, but this is just infuriating.]

You have a funny way of showing it. [Carolina tries to keep her anger down to a simmering level, which is somehow easy with how just tired she feels.]

I don't know, growing up I guess. Why?

And why am I invited, not that I'm not happy to listen to how Freelancer goes bust.. but it's not like I have anything to contribute.

Yeah, maybe I should try skipping out and going camping. How's your map coming?

[He almost doesn't even notice that it's not a request. Almost. As it is, York's already in a good mood after chilling in Tokyo with Delta and the others, so Carolina actually going out of her way to want to spend time around him is excellent news.]

Really? I mean, you don't mind?

No, you should keep hiding out in town where no one who wants to talk to you can reach you to speak in person.

[Growing up. That doesn't exactly make the most sense, but she considers that he was supposed to be based off of her father.] More exact. How early.

[She pauses at that but answers after a moment or two.] It concerns you.

There will be a secure lock on the door that I can lock from inside at any point. [She completely blows past his question, finding it easier to focus on logistics.

She adds a little less firmly,] Any weapons of yours will be secured in your bedroom in an area that I can't reach. I am not allowed out of your quarters before 0700 and I am required to return for meals and by 2200 every evening.

Hey, that's what the journal is for. You want to meet me, shoot me a message. No one else seems to have a problem with it except for you.

Or everyone else doesn't want to deal with your crap when you turn it around on them for having a problem with it.

I'll have access to the lock too, since I'm installing it, but I'll respect your privacy. And the weapons will be secure but not in my bedroom. [That's what the workshop is for.]

...And you're really sure.

[Secure in the workshop would mean she would have more time, potentially, to try and get at them if she continued to spiral, but part of her knows she has to respect this decision.] Another lock on the workshop door that I can't crack.

[Other than that though,] I'm sure, but this isn't permanent.

[Basically, she needs company, food, and a tight schedule to help fight off a rough patch, but once she feels she's through it, she'll be fine heading out again.]

Fuck you. For once in my life everything's fine with everyone else but just because it's not fine with you it's like I'm the fucking Wicked Witch.

Have fun at your Freelancer-Trauma-Party, I'm not coming.

You're coming. You're the one with the least amount of information of everyone here; you're coming.

That one's already in place. Maybe a bit redundant, but it never hurts.

[Permanently or not, it's a hell of a lot more than he was expecting, even after they tentatively got along in Tokyo.]

Am I allowed to ask why? [Like, in particular, why him? Up until York got tunred into a doll, he'd been pretty sure her hatred of him was just an unfortunate but inescapable fact of life.]

[Carolina considers his question for a long few moments. She had chosen him first out of his obvious desire to keep her from coming into any physical harm and the fact that he'd dealt with 99% of her shit and not dropped her on her ass. Not that she exactly blames the others for telling her to fuck off, the fact that York hadn't in at least a month or so meant that maybe he could bear another month of her, especially in closer quarters than before.

She knows they can get along domestically when she's not out of her mind, but maybe without any romantic entanglements, things would run a little smoother. Sure, it's not going to be the most comfortable situation for either of them, but it's a livable situation and that's what she needs most right now: to guarantee her survival even if her mind starts turning against her.

So, she answers with both the simplest and most cryptic response,] Survival.

You can't make me! [~~YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MOM~~] I don't take orders from you anymore, okay? You fucked off. Maybe if North or York want me to show up, I'll consider it.

But I'm not going just because you want to play little miss Bossy Bitch again.

That is not what this is about. [Her anger surges back through her in a cascade.]

Is it? Far be it for you to ask nicely.

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