Office Hours, Thursday

[on_her_korhal]

Yesterday's meeting with River was still fresh in Kerrigan's mind. As a result, she was... thoughtful, and maybe a little distracted, adding what had been spoken about in class yesterday to her memories of the images she had been picking up over the past year or so.

Resignation and that malicious spark of hope that Zeratul had left behind fought each other in her mind. She couldn't get a grip on either, and that irritated her.

River would bring back succesful reports soon enough, she was sure of that. There would be new species of zerg. They would swallow up a great deal of her time, and then she could go hunting for xel'naga artifacts. Work this all out. Stop being party to human weakness...

Ngh. She embedded a pencil in the wall with her telekinesis and glared at it.

[[ open! though warning for SP later; today is going to be a looong day. ]]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"One of many reasons why I'm training you all," Kerrigan said, coolly. "I won't let power-hungry ingrates put any of our kind in cages if I can help it." There was a flash - a calculated one, not that she'd admit to it - of memory bubbling up above Kerrigan's shields, of a younger-her sitting in a tiny room with no windows, curled up in the corner; then a hatch opened, and two human hands dropped in a zerg larvae, and terror snuck into her heart-- how long had she been there? How many days had it been?

"Sorry." She shook her head briskly to 'clear' it. "But I suggest you check out the switch and see if you can get the principle to match your personal psionic system. After that, you and I are going out to practice."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma did the polite thing of raising her shields slightly higher, to prevent 'overhearing' leakage.

Kerrigan would most likely be able to tell that she didn't have them all the way up. Emma wasn't going to be caught off-guard if someone was loudly broadcasting something juicy. Or thinking directly about her.

"'Out to practice?'" She looked positively thrilled. "I've practiced in New York when I can, but ugh, hearing the same people over and over here sometimes makes me want to scream."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't I know it," Kerrigan snorted. Though really, her last experience with that had been before her genetics had been altered. Her range went... a little too far for that, now. "We'll have to go somewhere a little less crowded than New York, but I don't see why we need to stick around here with all the morality knights and the tragic sob-stories."

[icecoldfrost]

"'Emma, our powers shouldn't be used like that,'" she said, doing her best to mimic Jean's tones with a roll of her eyes, and there was a flash of the red-haired morality cop that she didn't bother to hide. "'Emma, giving Jono a mental Valium wasn't nice, despite the fact that he can't physically take antidepressants.'"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan rolled her eyes. "Really," she drawled. "Sometimes you just have to go out and act instead of coming up with pretty little lectures. We're all better off that way."

Really, sometimes, Emma made it easy.