019 || [accidental video]

[bonescientist]

[The feed turns on abruptly and obviously without the two women on the screen noticing it, the angle tilted slightly upward as if the device has been tossed on the ground. Behind the figures, one may catch a glimpse of mounds of dirt, but little else that would give out their location. The blowing wind is covering up most of the distant, sporadic

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where has this next bit of bullshit started, for me to get cranky, what a surprise;

[bonescientist]

[The slug on the driver's seat in Brennan's head is rankled by the insinuations made by the slug in Angela's brain. There would be no need for sniping if everyone were to just shut up and do their job, not wasting time unsuccessfully hunting for more diggers. One or two people only help so much. Someone needs to uphold some discipline around here, and evidently the slug in Brennan's head has taken on that job.

Despite the annoyance, Brennan merely hmm's in response to Angela's question, a slow, arrogant smile spreading to her lips. The slug in her head is amplifying Brennan's already strong self-assurance to the point of smug cockiness which is rarely pleasant when taken 100% seriously. Indolently, Brennan lifts her hand and turns the shovel so it stands up vertically like it should, fingers curling around the wooden handle loosely. Her stance is casual and non-threatening on purpose, meant to metaphorically thumb her nose at Angela's battle ready pose and display the unconcerned superiority the slug in her head feels.]Oh, I'm

where has this next bit of bullshit started, for me to get cranky, what a surprise;

[bonescientist]

I should have known better than to pick you. All you're capable of doing is smashing things and making a fine mess out of everything you get involved in. You wouldn't even be here if it weren't for me, and all I'm getting in return is bitching and moaning. You're in a dire need of a lesson in humility and respect for your superiors.

[Brennan - or the slug - sneers, its hackles rising. Oh, the audacity of the other! This little ingrate is getting on its last nerve.]

If you want to play, we'll play.

where has this next bit of bullshit started, for me to get cranky, what a surprise;

[bonescientist]

[With a grin, Brennan touches the index finger of her free hand against her non-slug'ified ear, tilting her head slightly.]

Hark! Was that a smack of jealousy I heard, there? Here's a fact for you, sweetie; I am better. Better and smarter than most of the pathetic population of this place put together.