January

Jay wasn't a great person. He knew that. Not for lack of trying, but where most people had somewhat some emotional stability, he was a tornado. Kinda like his mother, really. That didn't mean Jay didn't do good things. He was of the opinion that people often confused the two. That was why he had used his connection to his mom make sure he woke up a few days before everyone else. He wanted to study each and every one of the other people on his ship before they had a chance to wake up.

After all, he had to make sure this bunch survived a hostile planet.

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Jay was actually pleasantly surprised by the contents of the ship. The UNEEC had chosen well. They probably would function better with the rest of the people UNEEC had attempted to send, but Jay now knew they were the only survivors.

He tried not to think about that, or his mother's interesting decision, his classic response to problems.

Anyways, on to this rag-tag bunch.

He knew he'd have to channel Adam and Emily in the right direction. They were clearly social manipulators, and both were rather adept at it. Debatably better than him, but he was definitely less obvious. Emily worried him more, Adam's was an altruistic behavior, done for the greater good. Emily was less....nice, about how she did things. He wasn't particularly worried about either. He wasn't sure if his friendship with Adam clouded his judgment or not, but he felt it was a fair assessment.

Hector worried him the most if he was being honest. Those who completely shut themselves off from social contact were the most difficult to manipulate with that contact. Usually. They were more vulnerable to certain kinds of manipulation, which Jay was currently unwilling to use. He knew others wouldn't be so adverse, and decided then to try and protect Hector.

The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.

He could find nothing unique about Clarissa. Nothing. It was actually rather amazing. She was of above average intelligence, but that was average amongst the 12 of them. Her file was about as useless to Jay as it could get. He knew he'd have difficulties initially with her, but she was still less worrying than Hector.

He could already tell Mark and Mary were going to be a couple. Uck. That was irksome. Couples too often went to that pack mentality people irritatingly slipped into sometimes. He'd have to get a hold on each one before they got together. Mark would spend his time looking up, and Mary trying to take care of everybody else. That was fine by him, that was easy to connect to in the right ways.

D.J. was going to try and compete with him, Adam, and Emily for leadership. He was going to lose, and Jay didn't think he'd make as good a leader as Adam, but the option was there. Jay spent a second being jealous of D.J.'s height before shaking himself out of it and moving on to the next file.

James and Stacy would both irritate him, for separate reasons. It was clear to him that James would be constantly attempting to smash any of the six girls, and that would alienate him. Except they couldn't afford that. So he'd have to stop James from being James or keep him from being tossed out. He didn't really want to expend the effort to do either of those things, but he'd have to. Stacy, on the other hand, was one of those endlessly cheery people, who believed that good would always triumph and mind over matter and all that nice shit. Uck. He'd have to keep her from getting herself killed. 1/12 your population dying was bad for morale.

Shaienne would probably spend the vast majority of her time with Hector or animals, which made connecting to her easy, he'd done it before with similar not-introverts-but-definitely-prefer-animals-to-people type people. He'd probably just find a cute but safe local animal and give it to her to take care of.

Amora brought up bad memories, ones he'd become an expert at avoiding. He looked at her appreciatively and then down unappreciatively. But he pushed forward. Then he saw a way in. Pyromaniac? He could work with that. Destruction was kinda his thing.

He decided on the order that he'd wake people up before they got too close to the planet.

Then the unexpected happened - because of course it did.

You have gained the class: Soul Connector!