Oh, he was asking for help. There was a brief moment as Parker tried to figure out if he could get away from this quicker if he said no here, hesitating as he wondered how upset green shirt would be, and if he'd make a scene out of it. He decided that he probably wouldn't considering how nervous he ...

Parker wasn't listening to music as he worked, for once. He wasn't sure quite why, but something about being in a library made nodding one's head to the beat of whatever he was listening to as he normally did feel noticeably more awkward and wrong. At least he'd have the courtesy to not just assume ...

((>tracert ParkerGreen.Pregame 1 | 2 ms 1 ms 1 ms  life observes itself █)) Parker was currently looking for somewhere he could properly sit down and concentrate. The library was normally a good place for that, its more traditional construction style meant that the computer section would serve as a ...

Parker's eyes flicked away from contact with Mercy's as he saw another pair approach. One of them was a face he recognised distinctly, but had no name to attach to it. Mustang boy, who'd managed to fix himself up a damn respectable ride, despite not being part of the spoiled twats car club. Even if ...

Parker lifted his head up awkwardly, looking down over himself and at the voice for a moment as he tried to identify who it was. One of... Beryl's friends, he thought. The name wasn't quite coming to him yet though. Best to just act as if he knew it and just avoid the topic until he did remember it....

((>tracert ParkerGreen.Pregame 2 | 78 ms 100 ms 86 ms  Book of Sparrows █)) Parker had decided that this had been too ambitious on the third rep, but he'd kept going. He'd said, specifically, to himself that he was going to do 5 reps of the next weight up today. Not three, not four - five. So now, h...