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[there is a thing, slimy with a long prehensile tail, attached to Nine's face.]

[And, as the creature prepared to implant its seed...]

[this is not a good day ~~for science~~.] Ge-- oooogffff-- !

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[oh, hey again. guess who is back to stare at you again? yup, that's right. Ai is here and just watching your dilemma. because clearly you have this under control.]

[frantic gestures!! frantic gestures!!!!!!!!!]

[nope, still staring. still staarrriiing... and now she's finally walking over and pulling at the creature's tail, totally unafraid. she uses her other hands to try and pry the legs off. no expression as she does this, either.]

[he's shoving at it with his own hands now too, so after a moment it pops off with a squelch]

D'you normally just stand there while people are being attacked?

[and here she is STILL HOLDING IT because she doesn't even know what it is] I didn't know what you were doing.

[it's squeaking like mad, but not dangerous for the time being]

For future reference, then. These? Bad.

[she keeps holding it then, lolololol]

... So you should avoid them.

[Have a blood-spattered Henrietta going ._. at you. And then grabbing the thing's tail and trying to drag it off your FACE.]

I didn't exactly invite them over for tea.

Th-- [and now that he can see properly] What happened to you?

[Looks down at herself] Oh... I was cleaning.

I suppose not. Where are they coming from?

In a slaughterhouse?

[his brow wrinkles for a moment as he considers it, fuzzy B-movie logic go!] Chunk of an asteroid, I think. Someone at the station brought them on board...

[jdlkfs] ...in Signore Crowley's apartment.

How will you get rid of them?

And does he routinely leave around messes like that?

N..no.

However I can. Negotiating obviously failed, so it's time to bring out the metaphorical big guns.

[he just looks at her with an expression that seems to prompt 'so?']

[Wince.] I hurt him.

[there's an almost imperceptible change in his voice; if she picks up on it, he sounds a little stiffer. not angry, more like a lot of things are going on in that big ol' Time Lord brain.] Is he alright?

[Hears the stiffness and winces] Yes. I think so. He's asleep now.

Good. I doubt you meant to do it, so what happened?

[dkkajd] I... I got upset. Something--

I got upset.

[just...silence for a while.]

[W...wilting under the silence.]

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