“Mmmmmm......can’t say I have. It’s so hard to keep track of everyone I run into.”

“Every Gem knows white diamond.” She looks where he’s pointing. “You have her gem?”

“How?” She glares but won’t make a move.

“That doesn’t make any sense.” She seems slightly angered. even tho her main authority is blue, white is in control of her. “What makes you so special?”

“You can’t possibly expect to know everything there is about being in charge....”

It’s about time I head to work.

She keeps herself calm in these situations because that’s how she’s always chose for important missions. “Yes, well just don’t interfere with my duties. I have to retrieve some rouge gems.”

“You insult me. My reputation is quite clear since I complete all my assignments in the most perfect manner. There’s no time for goofing off when there’s rebels about.”

“Respect goes both ways. Blue and yellow know my value. Say I’m goofing off when my orders come from blue on capturing rouge gems. It seems no one else could find those kinds of gems hiding underneath our very grounds except me.”

“It seems we’ve arrived at what the humans say is a crossroads for their outdated form of transportation.”

If everything I’m reading is true then I hope everyone stays safe.

“It’s raining today.”

“I’m fabulous!”

Someone put Syndrome voice lines on Aquamarines appearances. I’m dead.

Connection here is terrible.

My lack of activity can be explained by my life changes. One being my job.