[He sounds tired; since their return to the Transport Pad in the wake of massive stupidity, he's barely been in their dorm pod for more than an hour or two.]
Oriko... [Heavy breath in, out.] I just got--messages. Dead Initiative member messages.
[The sound of fabric moving, then, more quietly.] Let's hope this mutiny served its purpose, shall we? [He's not exactly hopeful.] Though I dunno how much I trust everyone, under the circumstances. [It's not a nice feeling, to not know who the hell is nursing ideas like armed mutiny at the worst possible timing.]
[Unlike him, she's been sequestering herself whenever possible to the room, taking advantage of the quiet to stew in her anger, her frustration. The side effect of other roommates clearing out of the space, of course, is that she often has the dormitory to herself now.]
What...?
Where did you get them from?
[Why hadn't she known this was happening?
The mutiny she leaves alone now for her; it angers her enough already.]
voice, 21st, around 7am;
Oriko... [Heavy breath in, out.] I just got--messages. Dead Initiative member messages.
[The sound of fabric moving, then, more quietly.] Let's hope this mutiny served its purpose, shall we? [He's not exactly hopeful.] Though I dunno how much I trust everyone, under the circumstances. [It's not a nice feeling, to not know who the hell is nursing ideas like armed mutiny at the worst possible timing.]
voice;
What...?
Where did you get them from?
[Why hadn't she known this was happening?
The mutiny she leaves alone now for her; it angers her enough already.]
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[Okay, so he didn't 'just' get it. But he's only 'just' getting enough control of himself to talk to her about this, so whatever.
A pause, then he forwards two messages to her.]
Guilt tactics, obviously, but... [But he thinks she should have them, too.]