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[rani_ushas]

[For about 24 hours since the end of the flood, there's been nothing but silence from the Rani's room. Then suddenly there's a shriek of inchoate rage, plainly audible to anyone within a two-room radius of Room 7, Level 4, and an awful noise of books, writing instruments, and other odds and ends being swept off a table to crash on the floor. (Not

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swing follows NONE of your science.

[pleasesmirk]

...Rani?

[rani_ushas]

[Have some looped, elaborate, highly unreadable script. It's Gallifreyan for "Fuck off, Swing." Probably just as well he won't be able to read it.]

incidentally, bother me if you want to do sexby-shouting-at.

[pleasesmirk]

...great, wizard speak.

Last time I try to help.

swing likes his time lords.

[pleasesmirk]

...I don't think that's quite necessary, you know. Most of us are not taking this particularly well and I think you can excuse her that.

people tend to babble incoherently if you push the torture too far.

[pleasesmirk]

I don't feel guilty. Merely foolish and misguided. I just think you ought to leave her be, given the circumstances.

[thegooddrjones]

Rani?

[rani_ushas]

Dr Jones.

[thegooddrjones]

Is there anything I can do for you?

[rani_ushas]

I do not believe so.

[deusexmechanic]

Baby, there ain't science enough in the universe to explain why smart people spontaneously acquire that kind of stupid. Don't beat yourself up over it.

[rani_ushas]

I am hardly "beating myself up".

[deusexmechanic]

Well, don't beat your room up over it, in that case.

[rani_ushas]

In all honesty, neither did I.

Strikes barely legible.

[rani_ushas]

How are you

You have been quiet, yourself.