<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 knew that fighting authority was rarely worth doing.  Anyone that had ever been in a position of authority hadn't taken well to her questioning of what they wanted her to say or do or wear.  Usually it ended with them giving her some variation of "I'm the boss, so you do what you're told and don't question it."  And Amber did not take well to that frame of mind, but it was what she had come to expect.  It was what she fully expected Marley would do and then she would feel more comfortable in not being willing to listen to her and continuing on her own path with the knowledge that it could potentially lead her away from the Cathedral and back into the world at large.  A world that she, admittedly, was not equipped to survive.<br/><br/>So when Marley didn't immediately default into that route, she had Amber's attention.  She would continue to eat, but she would find herself listening to what the woman was saying.  And when she called Amber out on not trusting her, her eyes widened a bit as she realized that there was truth in that statement.  Amber didn't trust Marley, she didn't trust anyone at this point really.  What she did trust was herself and nothing else.  But she had to admit that Marley had a point.  She had reacted far too much for someone that supposedly didn't care.  Though the notion that Marley had let her in was a bit hard for her to swallow at the moment.  Still, she kept her mouth shut and allowed Marley to take this where she wanted to take it since it was fairly clear that she was actually willing to explain herself a bit.  And that was new for an authority figure, so Amber found herself curious as to where this was going and how she was going to have to react.<br/><br/>As Marley spoke, Amber would have to grudgingly admit that there was some truth to what she was saying.  If Amber was just another face in the crowd, then she was expendable to anyone that needed someone to expend.  She understood that on an intellectual level, but that didn't mean that she was really able to accept it and make big changes to how she operated.  But she still found herself struggling with the notion of other people protecting her or really her protecting anyone else.  The truth for her was that this project was her protecting herself.  Not just from an attack from the outside, but also in making herself invaluable to those on the inside.  To make it so that they didn't find her expendable even if they didn't really know who she was.  Still, as Marley continued to talk and went into how Amber was someone worth knowing, she found herself unable to look Marley in the face at that moment.  And despite her best efforts, the uncertain girl bubbled her way to the surface and Marley was granted a glimpse of the girl underneath the sharp points and hardened shell that Amber held so dear to her.<br/><br/>Still, that didn't mean that she was just going to magically turn over a new leaf.  Years and years of habit and comfort told her that she didn't need people.  People could need her and that would be good enough for her.  If she was valuable and the only one that she could do what she could do, then did it matter if they hated her?<strong>"I'm a survivor,"</strong>she finally said, her stubborn streak still strong,<strong>"And I do what I have to do to survive."</strong>She paused as she looked at Marley, the uncertainty clear in her face as she wrestled with things in her mind.<strong>"I......I don't know how to trust people,"</strong>she finally admitted,<strong>"And I don't think that people really want to trust me that much.  Or like me."</strong>She remembered the disastrous meeting of Gigi and how that had been going.  It wasn't good and it didn't help her feelings on the subject.<br/><br/>She looked at the partial sandwich that was still on the plate, but her appetite was gone.  Looking up at Marley, she knew that she had to give this woman something or she wouldn't let Amber be.  So she did some thinking and knew that maybe she had one thing that might help.<strong>"I'll start going to classes,"</strong>she finally said,<strong>"At least see what they're about.  If they're interesting, maybe I'll keep going."</strong>She shrugged her shoulders slightly, looking at the older woman and hoping that this would be enough to pacify her for now.