How's life treating you?

And nothing of any fucking value was lost. He was a whiny fucking bitch and I'm glad he's gone.

[OOC:Parker's been inserted with nanomites, so she's like original bitchy recipe Parker who hates everyone.]

One fucking person calls me Catherine Lyle, and I'll personally remove your larynx with a spoon and a smile.

Right, where the fuck are my people? Denise, Jarod, Green, Jude, Mulder, check in please.

I wanna get out of here.

Laura, you're Paddy's inmate, right?

[Parker is totally pacing in one of the rooms, but she's not stupid enough to go below alone. Spam this up if ya wanna. I may be going out for a bit this evening, but I'll tag when I get back.]

[Parker is sitting in front of her vanity mirror, and the camera is on her reflection. She keeps staring into her reflection.]

Do I look... pale to you?

[Parker doesn't look any paler than normal, but yay paranoia flood. She either thinks she's pregnant or a vampire or I don't know pregnant with a vampire. Possibly all at the same time. ]