[Text on the journal page.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

[Have the sounds of an agitated AI storage united coming through the journal as the text appears.] Nononono. Not this again. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Castle...

I do not like this. Let me out of here. Why?

(OOC note: The noises would be roughly similar to the ones being made by the Epsilon AI unit in the very beginning of this episode.)

Comments

Dictated

[brute_shot_bully]

[He was just going to skip past the unrecognizeable text, but there's something vaguely familiar about the sounds. REading up on the other conversations revealed it was something he probably should be taking notice of.]

Wash? [Curious, a slight note of concern, but lacking a fervent aching desire and lack of sanity that the sounds would have incited under other circumstances.]

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Maine...

I... I'm an AI.

Dictated.

[brute_shot_bully]

Huh. [Well, that's definitely a thing. He feels memories pricking at hte back of his mind, this has happened before, maybe? He's not sure.]

Doin' alright?

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

I don't know.

I can't move. I can't see my surroundings. I'm helpless like this.

Dictated

[brute_shot_bully]

[Sounds of shifting as he gets up. Don't worry buddy, he's got your back.]

Location?

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Got a Spartan coming to get me, Maine. Think I'm in my room.

Re: Text

[brute_shot_bully]

Six? [There is something oddly hopefuly and not at all lecherous about the way he says that.]

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

...

Maine, while I'm sure you have reasons for interest in Six, don't push your luck with her. She's got another teammate here now. A male. He's the one coming here.

Ditated

[brute_shot_bully]

[He snorts. Fine. Take the Spartan bodyguard. Not like Maine's a beeftank or anything.]

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

...

Do you remember what happened last time I was on this loss?

Dictated

[brute_shot_bully]

[He goes quiet a moment, and then offers a little grunt,] Vaguely.

[Mostly he'd been trying to avoid thinking about such things because it was confusing and disconcerting.]

Text

[dontpatr0nizeme]

I fucking hate being vulnerable like this. Anyone could do what they want to me, and I have no way to stop them.

[brute_shot_bully]

[Maine growls at that, protective.] I'll be there.

[Grabbing a sidearm not that it'll do him any good and making is way down the hall to Wash's room.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Don't pick a fight, Maine.

[brute_shot_bully]

[Pausing at that, but with a disgruntled grunt.]

You sure?

[Wash did just say he was feeling exposed.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

He is a Spartan.

[brute_shot_bully]

Fine.

[He's not team, though.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Don't want you hurt again.

[brute_shot_bully]

[He goes silent for a few moments. HE's still trying to make sense of the hazy, incomplete memories the castle's left him with, but he knew enough to fully appreciate that comment.]

Thanks.

[Really, he's trying to watch out for you too, bro.]