All that did was demonstrate the ease with which people can be... overwritten, if you will. Personally, I didn't need a flood to teach me that. And if the Admiral can do to people what some inmates have been sentenced to the Barge for, then I fail to see the purpose of this place.
[Private to Ana]
I really am fine, Ana. [Teasingly, TO THROW HER OFF THE TRAIL:] Or are you calling yourself "Mistress" now?
[MARS (minus Baroness lol) Filter]
If you wish for the project to continue, James, then I require something. Protection, at all hours. I don't care how you arrange this, just see to it that it happens.
[Private to Armand]
Where--
I miss-- I hate--
[Then, reluctantly:] Are you still in the cells? I want to see-- [And he makes a noise of frustration and cuts the transmission. SCREW YOU, ARMAND.]
[Private to the Admiral]
Send me home. You can't keep me here! This place is driving me completely ins--
[AH SCREW IT. He knows the Admiral won't listen, and now he's all riled up, sooo:]
[Private to Harper]
UNLOCK THE DOOR OR I'LL KILL YOUR MONGOOSE!
[And a few minutes later, after he finishes his tantrum.]
[Private to Wichita]
[Forcing the normal now, because GDIT he needs a break from crazy shit:] So, who did you become for the flood?
[OOC: lol he got locked in Harper's room again. WHAT A FANTASTIC WEEK THIS HAS BEEN, AND IT'S ONLY JUST BEGUN. Also, regarding the death toll, I assume he's mostly over it by now, so he just likes to eat rare burgers or something and zonks out whenever it's "daytime" but is otherwise normal.]