yourunichase: (bed)
[OOC: Unexpected triggery content in the comments, based on the fact that she's talking about some of Atia's crimes.]

[The camera flicks on, and Parker looks like complete shit. She's got a giant bruise and a cut on her face, and the way she's moving suggest that she's got some bruising or other wounds that aren't viewable below the red flannel shirt. (Yes, you read that right.) In front of her is a glass and a bottle of scotch that is nearly empty. She's not wearing make up. This is probably the worst the Barge has ever seen her look. Ever.

When she speaks, her drunkness is evident.
]

So, my bitch of an inmate. [Parker frowns.] Got kidnapped by a fucking pterodactyl. [For a moment, Parker holds a straight face, and then she laughs. It's a barking sound, and the way her breath hitches afterwards gives away how much it fucking hurt to do that.] She got kidnapped by a fucking pterodactyl and I lost my communicator and I couldn't find her. Shit found me though.

[Parker gestured to her face, and then she took another sip of her glass.] I got my ass handed to me over a woman I want to strangle myself. I wonder if that's how Janey felt. Or Jessica. Or Laura fucking Croft. Or the Angel who fucked off right after he got assigned to me. Five fucking wardens before I got a good one.

I thought that I was going to be a good one. Turns out I'm a fuck up after all.

[She snorted, and then took another sip of her drink.] Two years I've been here. Well, close enough for it to fucking count. I didn't think I'd ever graduate. I was working towards it, and then fucking Jarod showed up. Turns out he saw me after I got shot. Turns out I had fucking life and all I needed to do was graduate to get the fuck out of here and back to it.

That was a year ago. I'm still here, trying to give Tommy his life back. [Parker touched her shirt, and she smiled a more gentle smile for just a split second, and then she looked back to the camera.] There are times when I wonder if he would fucking want me doing this. If he would want me being driven fucking crazy with someone I hate so that he could live.

I'm really starting to think he wouldn't.

[For a moment she doesn't say anything, and then she flicks the camera off with a disgusted sound.]
yourunichase: (bitch far away)
Jarod, you fucking little cretin, I don't know how the hell you did this, but it's got your grubby little paws written all over it.

Let me the fuck out of here, Jarod, or I'm going to find your little red notebook and shove it so far up your ass your missing mommy will feel it!
yourunichase: (bed)
[Private to Paddy]
So, Irish, where you at?

[Private to Angelica]
How's it going, Angie?

[Private to Howie]
Let's do our drink tomorrow.

[Private to Kay]
Still pissed at you.

[Private to Sveta]
Can I do anything for you, Sunshine? Provide excellent handcuffs?

Audio post.

Nov. 9th, 2010 02:20 pm
yourunichase: (missing pieces)
Fuck!

[Private to Paddy]

You still around, Paddy-cakes? You've been quiet.

[Jarod's gone, officially. Parker is not a happy camper.]
yourunichase: (parker syd)
Does anyone else have a weird sense of waiting for something?

[Private to Paddy and Judas, separate-like]

Doing better?

[Private to Aleera]

I wanna talk to you about something?

[Private to Denise.]

So what the hell do I need to do to graduate?

[Private to Jarod-voice.]

Are you alive, wonderboy?

Voice.

Aug. 21st, 2010 05:22 pm
yourunichase: (gun)
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.]
yourunichase: (phone)
[Filtered to Paddy, Billy and Judas.]

We should do something, you know together.

Other than quitting smoking.

[Private to Jarod, voice.]

Ring ring.
yourunichase: (WHAT?!)
[Those people on the sixth level might here a large amount of swearing and possibly things getting kicked around. People who know her probably get why this is a huge deal.]

[Multiple people checking in is totally chill.]
yourunichase: (smokey)
You've got to be kidding me. A year. I've been here a year. What has a year gotten me? Five wardens, a fucking boatload of trauma and bullshit. The only good thing about this place is that people from home aren't here.

And I'm not a fucking vampire. God damn floods.
yourunichase: (arm)
Fuck this place. Fuck it so hard.

[Parker has been watching the old vids of SIMs that Jarod's sent her over the ages, so she's in a pretty bad place at the moment. Bother her.]
yourunichase: (Jarod-Steepled)
No. No. [A clang here, because Parker has thrown the communicator where it bounced against her bed, giving a sideways view of Parker in a now too tight (and torn) suit. When she speaks, it's in an angry, smarmy tone.]

No. No. You have got to be fucking kidding me. After the fucking fear gas, now this. No. Fuck. Anyone but him.

[Parker screams for pretty much the entire sixth level to hear, and then she kicks her bed and is rewarded with a further tearing sound in her suit before she looks and realizes that the communicator is still on.]

God damn it!

[She stalked over to it and looked into it for a second.]

Fuck this place.
yourunichase: (become like this)
Yes I remember my fucking name.

No you cannot fucking call me Angel.

Denise, I want a fucking drink and I want it now. Paddy, Malcolm, anyone else fucking want one too?

[Private to Five.]

[Something was here, but now it's not.]

[Private to Ned.]

[Something was here, but now it's not.]
yourunichase: (lonely)
Christ, I should have fucking known something like this would have fucking happened as soon as that fucking Doctor chick mentioned it. God. Fucking ports. There's only been one fucking good one and I missed it.

All I know is that there better be a big, fucking bar.

I fucking hate this fucking holiday. At least there's no fucking Jarod this year.

[ooc: Last Valentine's for Parker? Jarod wrote a romance novel about her. Yeah. You can find the episode here on hulu. The end of The Loneliest Valentine goes:

"She felt consumed by a greater void--a dark and silent abyss as terrifying as the grand palace around her. But somewhere in the chilling blackness she caught a glimpse of a light. She remembered a time--the precocious little girl with a heart full of fire, a soul inflamed by passion and a smile that could melt winter into spring.

But the light was gone. The flame had died. Her past was taken from her by the soldiers of the great palace.

She would continue searching, hoping to rekindle the fire. Until then, she would always be the saddest little valentine."

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