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doubledoctornocitrus| ●●●●○ THESA |   |
I WAS A: genius with minions. I'm now a relocated genius sans minions.
I'M SKILLED IN: Technology, Ancient and otherwise.
I'M LOOKING FOR: Tech I've never seen before that you don't want back.
ALSO, I'M: Irritated by the vast quantity of physics-violating objects and alcohols.
I'M SKILLED IN: Technology, Ancient and otherwise.
I'M LOOKING FOR: Tech I've never seen before that you don't want back.
ALSO, I'M: Irritated by the vast quantity of physics-violating objects and alcohols.
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Date: 2018-11-21 09:46 pm (UTC)[There's OSHA for a reason, John. Well, there was.]
Meet you on the corner a bit past that cafe?
>ACTION
Date: 2018-12-03 01:00 am (UTC)[ John has nothing better to do anyway.
So, a few minutes later, John -- rumpled, in a plaid shirt over his panda t-shirt and some dark jeans with a jacket left hanging open -- is making his way toward the cafe. Seren, who has no idea why there is any reason to be anything but delighted with the world, is happily bounding along beside him.
John wishes, silently, that dogs had some sort of low power mode you could put them in. He adores her, but he doesn't have the energy right now to keep up with how much she wants to play. ]
Aw yiss it's ACTION time!
Date: 2018-12-06 01:20 am (UTC)Can I just say that there is something deeply frustrating about being unable to make any attempts to leapfrog these people into the space age.
[He announces this, apropos of nothing, the instant he sees John and Seren and John could reasonably be within earshot without Rodney being overheard. He even reaches down to pet Seren with the friendly caution of a dyed-in-the-wool cat person trying very hard to act like he doesn't not want anything to do with dogs.]
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Date: 2018-12-06 02:44 am (UTC)Well, one of the reasons.
Rodney is a good friend, a loyal friend. John knows if he explained that Rodney would be entirely on his side to the bitter end. That he'd probably try to help in his own way, maybe suggest heinous revenge schemes before backtracking and making weak attempts to theorise how things could be fixed.
John doesn't want that, though. He doesn't want to drag Ianto through the mud. He doesn't really want to talk about it at all. So, the other good thing is Rodney is the least socially observant person he knows -- and even if he clocks something is wrong the likelihood that he'll guess right is excessively low. ]
You'll get there, McKay, and I have no doubt there will be some sort of award in it for you.
[ Something with his name engraved on it. You know, services to science. He thinks, if he was really on his game, he could have come up with a witty joke about this but John is just too tired to make the words work.
Seren, who has no idea Rodney is a cat person, happily surges forward and shoves her face into his hands -- rubs it against Rodney's legs and rolls over enthusiastically. Hello, friend, hello! ]
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Date: 2018-12-07 01:22 am (UTC)You would think. But no, no. Accolades so quickly turn into accusations, and let's just say I don't really want to be responsible for the dual death star discovery.
[Rodney gingerly gives Seren some bellyrubs. Puppies outside of the bounds of photographs and brief visits are the most obnoxious of dogs, really, but that's not her fault.]
Good girl. You are definitely a dog. Maybe even a good dog.
But yes, I'm coloring in the lines for now. It's just. Excruciating. It's tempting to see if I can't convince more Natha tech out of Murray faster, somehow.
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Date: 2018-12-07 01:41 pm (UTC)[ John is only half paying attention to Rodney, the other half of it on Seren as some wiggles under the man's hands. Yes, yes she is definitely a good dog! Ianto always says so, and so does John! She wiggles on her back some more, than squirms to get her feet under her and bounces up to try and lick Rodney's face. ]
Hey!
[ The sound of John's voice makes her turn sharply, and he lofts an eyebrow at her. ]
We had the consent talk, didn't we? We don't lick people who might not want to be licked.
[ Does John actually think puppies understand the concept of consent: a mystery for the ages. ]
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Date: 2018-12-09 03:46 am (UTC)[Eaaauuuggggghh. Puppy slobber. Rodney tries to hold Seren still with one hand and scrub saliva off his face with the bottom of his shirt. She only got him a little, but a little is still really gross.]
--check. For work. Seren, no.
[He holds up a finger and gives her a firm look. No. No slobber. She got the 'hey' from John, but a little reinforcement never hurt.]
Check with, right, Nurray.
[This time he gets the name right. Not Murray. Also a woman. He'd probably be less liable toward the mistake if he'd actually interacted with her.
Still patting Seren, but trying to keep his face out of the danger zone, Rodney says his next piece extra super-duper casually.]
Barring menial tasks in the frozen north, I'm considering becoming a wizard.
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Date: 2018-12-09 11:29 am (UTC)John surveys this interaction with amusement before softly whistling to get Seren's attention. She rolls onto her feet immediately and gives a little shake to right her fur, then pads over to John as he gestures for them to walk. Bar, remember Rodney? Drinks! ]
A wizard?
[ He echoes curiously. It's probably not something that will end how he imagines, but it's not... you know, in the realm of the impossible. ]
And what wizardly powers are you hoping for.
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Date: 2018-12-14 03:21 am (UTC)Wizard.
[That's right. You heard him. He stands and brushes himself off to fall into step with John. Dog duly paid attention to, he let's her be a dog without any further input from him.]
I'm not sure yet. It's going to require research. I wouldn't mind a little bit of your...alternative gene or whatever you're calling it. Not-ATA.
[He waves at all of John's person rather casually.]
But there are a handful of extrasensory perceptions and psychic abilities that I sometimes miss that I wouldn't mind regaining.
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Date: 2018-12-14 06:43 pm (UTC)[ Having a cool name for his power is important. ]
Like Apocalypse!
[ Maybe not picking a... supervillain to compare to, John? ]
Maybe I'll learn to shapeshift later too and can turn into a jet plane.
[ John, no. ]
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Date: 2018-12-18 03:40 am (UTC)Yes, yes, technopathy. Like...Apocalypse? That's. Appropriate.
[Rodney makes a face. Too soon? Maybe too soon. He snorts, though.]
I was just thinking that if I'm going to be a frustrated in my dreams of becoming a Nobel Laureate [(ahem)] and artificially restricted by knockoff-Ascended, then I'm going to branch out to an entire new area and become the best there is at something I'm not going to be looking over my shoulder waiting for the ruler to come down across my knuckles.
And it would be nice to, you know, do magic.
[He sounds a little wistful at that. And he's absolutely oblivious that his shielding spell carried over from the simulation. Technically, he's already doing magic. Sometimes.]
Alright, you know that turning into a jet plane is ridiculous, and I know that turning into a jet plane is ridiculous, but have you actually seen or heard someone do something like that here, because this is magic and I'm not going to rule anything out.
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Date: 2018-12-19 12:39 am (UTC)More importantly, turning into a jet plane? ]
Well, no, but with my more advanced genetics I'm assuming anything is possible.
[ And with that, John turns and shoulders his way into a bar -- Seren padding along happily by his feet. It's small, and relatively quiet at this time of day, but the barkeep looks up and offers John a smile that says he knows him ]
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Date: 2018-12-23 04:31 am (UTC)[Ah, that's an indignant squawk if there ever was.]
Excuse you, there's nothing 'more advanced' about being a throwback. Or a Natha experiment or whatever you are.
[Skipping a step to catch up, he mutters in disgruntlement. John's might be admittedly vaguely special, but not that special, and certainly not advanced. There's a huff or two involved as Rodney argues with himself about the very idea and what John might be implying as he follows John into the bar.
Oh, he just followed John (and Seren) into the bar. The change in locale pulls him halfway out of his huff. He blinks at the barkeep and then at John.]
You're a regular here, aren't you.
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Date: 2018-12-23 03:56 pm (UTC)John lofts an eyebrow at Rodney in silent judgement, then gestures to the bar expansively. ]
Elementary, my dear Watson. Now, what do you want to drink?
[ The barkeeper, seemingly unmoved by their exchange, has come out from behind the bar to pet Seren -- who, fearsome guard-dog that she is, is already rolling around on the floor in delight. ]
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Date: 2019-01-06 12:17 am (UTC)Um.
[Coffee his beverage of choice, the sheer quantity of caffeine coursing his veins mixes poorly with any sort of depressant like alcohol, especially sort of...early in the day. So that question is tricky. He wrinkles his nose and watches Seren shamelessly cadge bellyrubs from their barkeep. At least he's not under pressure.]
Whatever you're getting?
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Date: 2019-01-13 01:39 pm (UTC)At least pretend to be dignified, come on!
[ Seren, who may not understand the words but recognises the tone, rolls to sit up and shakes a little. This leaves the barkeeper unable to rub her (extremely fluffy) belly, so he relents and pushes up to his feet -- pausing to wash his hands while John gestures for two drinks. ]
Anyway, I'm not the only one who developed weird abilities so it's definitely possible you could do it. Maybe you too can be a weird experiment.
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Date: 2019-01-27 03:48 am (UTC)[An idle observation as Rodney settles himself at the bar, because they're at a bar and isn't that what people do? If John wants to sit at a table or something, he's going to have to be more specific.
At he 'you too' comment, though, he sniffs in his a very distinctive 'no, I definitely do not ever want to experience that and I am also lying.']
Maybe. I'm not sure how weird it would be as an experiment here, especially if everyone's getting random abilities.
[Oh, but the curiosity:] Who else has them? Besides you?
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Date: 2019-02-10 11:54 pm (UTC)Well.
Ianto, which is awkward.
John settles himself sitting beside Rodney and takes a drink as he's offered it, immediately sipping it to buy time. ]
I knew a guy who had some healing ability thing.
[ 'I knew a guy' sounds weirdly made up but: actually, true. ]
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Date: 2019-02-16 02:21 am (UTC)[If Rodney could heal himself, then he might be infinitesimally less concerned about getting hurt. Of course, he'd still have gotten hurt in the first place which: not ideal.
And it's not like he hasn't done the experimental gene therapy before, after all.
He peers at his drink, takes a sip and tries not make a face.]
I would prefer something useful. Oh. Like. Bamfing.
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Date: 2019-02-16 11:21 am (UTC)Yeah, but you'd need Nightcrawler's fancy spatial awareness too so you didn't bamf yourself into a brick wall.
[ Teleporting is cool and all, but also: potentially dangerous. ]