FROM: suzunomia@cdc.org
May I request a meeting when you are available?
May I request a meeting when you are available?
[1] I originally wanted to request a stasis period around the time the planet will be destroyed and explain my reasoning behind the request.
[2] Now I wonder the extent to which the CDC will destroy this planet. If I could request a Heart of Gaea to save Ajna's soul.
[2] Now I wonder the extent to which the CDC will destroy this planet. If I could request a Heart of Gaea to save Ajna's soul.
[ We should speak for a while.
It echoes in her mind for a while. Should they? Parker doesn't seem to agree with that. Honestly, all she wanted was to get rid of the eggs she got stuck babysitting and go on with her life. Or, well, go on with organizing her life now that she is stuck as a CDC employee. So, while she does not reply to the e-mail, she accepts the order. No need to piss off a superior this soon, anyway. Parker shoves the hood of her cloak over her head to keep warm as she decides to go get the egg before she walks over to Gliese's rover. She sloshes through the snow with a sour look on her face, but it's not like it's unusual. Then again, it's just her resting face. It's a problem sometimes.
Once she retrieves the egg and goes over to where she was summoned to, Parker knocks on the door with the side of her fist, egg tucked under her other arm. ]
It's Parker. [ There's a pause. Maybe a more military style would be preferred, all things considered. ] M01C12-008. Parker, Addison.
It echoes in her mind for a while. Should they? Parker doesn't seem to agree with that. Honestly, all she wanted was to get rid of the eggs she got stuck babysitting and go on with her life. Or, well, go on with organizing her life now that she is stuck as a CDC employee. So, while she does not reply to the e-mail, she accepts the order. No need to piss off a superior this soon, anyway. Parker shoves the hood of her cloak over her head to keep warm as she decides to go get the egg before she walks over to Gliese's rover. She sloshes through the snow with a sour look on her face, but it's not like it's unusual. Then again, it's just her resting face. It's a problem sometimes.
Once she retrieves the egg and goes over to where she was summoned to, Parker knocks on the door with the side of her fist, egg tucked under her other arm. ]
It's Parker. [ There's a pause. Maybe a more military style would be preferred, all things considered. ] M01C12-008. Parker, Addison.
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