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Ask.

My inmate is a master thief. Do you have some kind of lock that she can't crack? Something with a quantum competent? She's ever so very bored right now and I'd like to be able to give her something with which to occupy her time so she doesn't get any other silly ideas.

Hmph. I might. I mean, I have one made of liquorice... oh, here's one. I used it to hold on to... [That really doesn't matter and it's a bit of a story.] never mind. But I brought it from outside, that's what matters. [Therefore it's not made of sweets.]

Made of Liquorice? Really? That's... odd.

The Admiral decided that the best means to foil my escape was to make any useful circuits edible. Liquorice, not a great conductor and has a tendency to melt. He restored a few of them when I graduated, but… [pulls a face.]

Can you not just demand he give them back?

I'd rather not do that unless it's necessary. [Because Rassilon might concoct a way to nick it.] Besides, I have enough to do my work.

I see. [She doesn't but she can't do what she normally does and shout about it.

['I see' is generally code for 'no clue' when you're talking to a Time Lord.] Rassilon might use the excess.

I see, and now you are wardening him as well?

I'm his friend. I just… Arthur's the one who's temporarily in charge until he's assigned.

Well, it is a good thing that he has someone after everything that has happened in the past!

Yes.

What is it?

((OOC: Narvin superpower is that he glows whenever he's hiding something/keeping secrets. Which means he's glowing ALL THE TIME. The glow intensifies depending on how many things he's trying to hide from the person he's talking to and it flashes when he tells a bald-faced lie. Since Parker is a warden, and he's hiding a lot of things from wardens, he's currently got a fairly bright but steady glow.))

[Blink. Stare. Blink. Blink. Stare.]

What on earth is wrong with you?

Nothing is wrong with me. [He starts flashing.]

It's the flood. It's affected me. [He stops flashing because this is the truth, but starts glowing brighter because he's hiding something.]

The flood made you glow like a lightening bug? My goodness, how funny and charming.

[Parker looks vaguely as if she might vomit.]

[Narvin stares at her. This makes three sentences now in which Parker has not uttered a single swear word.]

Did the Admiral decide that you needed censoring?

I believe that this is a rather silly side effect from the flood.

[Parker sighs quickly.]

Fiddlesticks I just don't know about this barge.

Can I ask you a question in return?

Of course!

Can you name some superpowers? I've tried flying, telekinesis, the ability to stick to objects, controlling the elements, speaking multiple languages that I don't already know, superspeed, teleportation, shapeshifting, superstrength and probability manipulation. They all failed.

I just can't figure out what I've got.

I'm afraid I never really was into comic books as a child, Doctor. I only know the ones you've named and being a Pretender.

That's depressing.

But yes, ask away.

I know. My childhood was such a silly and misspent thing!

I was wondering if have a lock that's unpickable, or mostly unpickable.

Really? Oh that's terrible. Childhood is easily the best part of life.

I think I've got something around here somewhere. Let me fiddle around and I'll see if I can find it or not.

I know. It's sad thing. [Parker wants to shoot herself now, thanks.]

Thank you, Doctor!

[While Four's just soooo oblivious.] You're welcome!

Worth my while how?

I'll give you something to do with your time.

Edited 2011-02-08 06:18 (UTC)

Cool.

Let me finish talking to people, but report to dinner for shift, alright?

Right.

[She switches video on and holds up her soap-covered hands.]

Hey, I'm oozing. Is this flood some kind of oozing flood?

[Parker looks a bit worried at that.]

Does it hurt?

[Parker glances at her hands, then shakes her head.]

No.

What does it smell like? It looks like soap.

[She sniffs it, then touches the tip of her finger to her tongue and makes a face.]

Yeah. It's soap.

That is so fiddling weird!

I guess this means dishes.

You mean... this is a cosmic sign that I'm supposed to do dishes?

No, dearheart, I mean you simply cannot cook while the flood is making soap come from your hands like clean little bubbles! The food would taste simply awful!

Is there something wrong with you?

There is a flood on! Isn't it simply grand when that happens? I adore it ever so much!

[Parker looks more than a little like she's going to throw up any second with rage.]

Oh. Well. That's good for you.

Edited 2011-02-09 03:32 (UTC)

[Parker's look clearly said that it wasn't good for her in the slightest damn bit.]

So, while the flood's on dishes, and then after, cooking.

I don't know how to cook.

It's quite alright! I didn't know how to cook when I started either, and now I'm ever so good at it!

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