<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Monday, January 6th - 11:00 PM</strong></span><br/><em>Kitchen</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/06/8a/78/068a784bd2176ad1eed0bd4e56afc321.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Marley Ann (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283294#msg15283294)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressy outfit as pictured<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> Teaching, going to bed<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> --<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Amber | OPEN</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Marley raised an intrigued brown eyebrow as Amber spoke. <em>She didn’t need to sleep?</em> Perhaps it was connected to her powers. Like the kid was some sort of battery, and using technology recharged her. <em>Could you take energy from another source like that?</em> It sounded rather mystical. Marley watched as Amber alluded to her parents, and blushed, before speaking of her abilities and blushing again. Undoubtedly, Amber was still very uncomfortable speaking about herself or her strengths. She gave soft chuckle at the younger girl,  and then smiled. “Well, at least you won’t have to worry about government officials or big tech companies getting in the way of what you <em>can</em> do anymore,” she offered, leaning back in her kitchen chair. “The only limit you have is your creativity. But,” Marley gave her another warning glance, “don’t do anything too wild while the rest of us are sleeping.“<br/><br/>Truth be told, Amber seemed a lot more reserved than Marley was at her age. That was probably a good thing. Marley blinked, and stood, taking their plate to the kitchen sink and washing it with the frying pan and her other cooking supplies. “You know, Eric also stays awake at night, due to his powers,” she began, speaking over the sound of the running water. “If you ever need anything, he knows his way around the Medical Bay quite well. He was…” Marley paused, remembering a different time. “Studying for his medical boards before the war. So while you’re working, if you need anything, he’s around.” She wiped her hands on a clean dish towel and turned towards Amber. She wanted the young woman to grow, and have opportunities, but that required softening her rough edges, just a little. “And in terms of your project, I won’t let anyone else look at it without your approval first, alright?” Her blue eyes washed over Amber’s reddened features. “I can appreciate that you don’t like surprises.” Marley gave Amber a soft wink, and hung the dish towel on the handle of the kitchen stove to dry. <br/><br/>She didn’t say anything right away, and instead walked past her. Admittedly, Marley wasn’t the best at showing compassion. That was better suited to Kaine or Eric. But she knew she had to say something to the shy girl in her kitchen. She stopped in the doorway of the hallway and leaned her hand, the one she had burned previously, into its frame. “I want you to feel secure here, Amber.” Marley began quietly, choosing her words carefully. “The Cathedral is your home now, too. If something is disrupting that, please come and find me whenever you need.” Her hand slipped from the frame and she gave Amber one last, warm smile before heading to bed herself.<br/><br/>&lt;&lt;exit scene for Marley&gt;&gt;</span>