[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.)

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[brute_shot_bully]

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

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[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.]

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[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.]

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[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.]