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[doubledoctornocitrus]

●●●●○ THESA

RODNEY MCKAY
@phdphd (40), New Lantea

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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.

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[doubledoctornocitrus]

[The silent judgement doesn't even phase Rodney, and honestly he's just jealous. But it's the omnipresent, comfortable sort of jealousy of one who's managed to get as far as he has without any little 'advantages' so he's going to take that as some sort of moral victory.]

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?

[impavid]

[ There's definitely no hurry, with the way Seren is swishing her tail and making the barkeep exclaim over how big she's getting. John rolls his eyes at the display, because honestly. ]

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.

[doubledoctornocitrus]

Are puppies capable of dignity when they're being spoiled?

[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?

[impavid]

[ Who else?

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. ]

[doubledoctornocitrus]

Oh, that sounds useful.

[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.

[impavid]

[ Bamfing. John smiles to himself at the mental image, turning his drink in idle circles. ]

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. ]