<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Monday, January 6th - 10:38 PM</strong></span><br/><em>Medical Bay (Computer Station)</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://lezwatchtv.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/Alycia_Debnam_Carey-350x412.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Amber Jenson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15293218#msg15293218)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured plus black booty shorts<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Working Away<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>-<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Marley | OPEN<br/><hr/><br/>Amber had hoped that her agreement to attend classes would be enough to get Marley off of this uncomfortable topic of conversation and perhaps let her just move on.  And while it did seem that Marley was happy that Amber would attend classes, what she also said made a hard pit of uncomfortable fear hit her in the stomach.  She was going to have to teach people how her security system functioned?  Oh she had not been told that before and now that she knew it, she could feel herself becoming very uncomfortable with the notion.  She also realized that she would now have to make adjustments to make it more accessible since so far, she had been working under the concept that only her, Marley, and maybe one or two others would have to understand how it worked and how to use it.  Apparently, that number would be larger than that and it left her very unsettled.  And she really didn't like how it would also give someone else a chance to judge her work and try to tell her whether it was good or bad.  That really didn't sit well with her at all, but she was fairly sure that there was no argument to be had there.<br/><br/>When Amber was called out about potentially lying, she felt herself flush a bit as the older woman took the half of the sandwich that Amber hadn't eaten and was eating it herself.  Amber understood that wasting food was a bad thing, but she also didn't try to eat more than she could handle cause she didn't like feeling sick.  Though this conversation with Marley was definitely making her feel a bit sick as she definitely didn't like being challenged.<strong>"I just, I don't really need a lot of sleep,"</strong>she tried to defend the earlier lie that she had told in an effort to get out of trouble,<strong>"I sleep for three maybe four hours and I'm good.  Anything more than that and I just feel funky and off.  I don't know why, that's just how it's always been for me.  Used to drive my parents crazy because I was always up early and they wanted to sleep in."</strong>She blushed a bit as she admitted that last part.  She rarely talked about her life before the Eclipse or her parents or anything else.  She just didn't do it and here she had done just that.  Amber couldn't quite figure out why.<br/><br/>She was a bit glad when they moved on to another topic, but that topic was Amber herself still, so it wasn't that much better.  Being called a scavenger was something that she didn't really care to be called, though it was fairly true.  Rough was also something else that she wasn't sure she liked being called, but that was also true.  She didn't do social graces and stuff like that, it just wasn't what she knew.  So as Marley talked, she tried not to let herself get upset or bother.  Though when Marley called her powers cool, Amber couldn't help but blush just a little bit.<strong>"Kinda hard to show them off when there's so little technology left out there,"</strong>she said,<strong>"There was a time when I could've stretched myself across the internet and touch all sorts of things, but no longer.  And no idea when or even if it'll get back to a point where I can do that.  Or what I would do if I could at this point."</strong>She looked at Marley, unsure as to what would be said next.  If this was anyone else, she would've walked out by now, but this was Marley and she didn't want to upset the woman in charge.  So she waited to see if the older woman would continue the conversation or decide to call it a night.