[060] Usurp Destro... LIKE A BOSS. // Voice.

[stopthat_destro]

It's a really strange sight, to encounter one's own dead... doppelgänger. [Rex should probably say something sympathetic now. HMMM.] It looked painful

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Private/Uhura

[no_nanomites]

A movie night sounds good. My room or yours?

Private/Uhura

[stopthat_destro]

Mine.

Spam.

[no_nanomites]

[And somewhere along the way, Ana hit flood waters, so she batted at Rex's door with her panther paws and she mewed.]

Spam.

[stopthat_destro]

[Well, this was highly inconvenient. He climbed up onto his desk, looking at the controls to the door, then, desperate to get out before he decided to eat his lab mice-- or worse, his snakes-- Rex decided to try to launch himself at the door's controls. Good thing his room was the same one he had back at MARS HQ. If he could just hit the right buttons, he could override the locks and get the door to open on its own. Okay... time to... MONGOOSE CATAPULT.]

Ack!

[BAD IDEA, BAD IDEA-- oh, too late. At least launching himself into the controls got the door to open.]

Spam.

[no_nanomites]

[Ana blinked when the door opened, and she looked around and mewed softly. She was doing the whole Disney magic thing. She inhaled deeply as she looked around Rex's room, hoping that he hadn't turned into something horrible like she had. The tail felt odd as it twitched from left to right behind her, and then it coiled up a bit a she sat down and called out softly.]

Rex?

Spam.

[stopthat_destro]

[BIG CAT OH GOD. Rex scurried back up the desk, then realized that wouldn't really help him out. He looked around for another place to hide, then stopped when the panther spoke.]

Ana?

Spam.

[lost_undercover]

[Costigan is also struck on the way over, muttering how it's 'fucking perfect'. He's glad to arrive at Rex's room unmolested, at least, and pokes his head in carefully. He hopes that they'll be able to understand him.]

Anyone know what the fuck's going on?

Spam.

[no_nanomites]

[When Ana heard the little squeak of her name, she looked for it, and then she spotted dinner a fuzzy animal. She licked her chops for a moment before she nodded. No eating the little brother.]

It's me.

[When there was a ferret, Ana scowled. She could eat that, she supposed, but ferrets smelled bad as her keener senses were reminding her.]

Spam.

[stopthat_destro]

[Okay, judging by the voice and the language, the new critter was Costigan. Rex maintained his position on the high ground.]

A flood, it appears. Uh... A rather inconvenient one.

Spam.

[lost_undercover]

[Costigan twisted his head to look at himself, then scooted inside and jumped onto the bed without bothering to ask; he wasn't fond of the large cat staring at him.]

I think I'm a fucking weasel.

Spam.

[no_nanomites]

Of course it would be a flood. [Ana paced back and forth for a moment, her muscles rolling as she did so. It was very odd being on four feet rather than two.]

You're a ferret, Costigan. It's part of the weasel family, I think.

Spam.

[stopthat_destro]

Mm, you're a member of the mustelid family. [He approached the edge of his desk and looked down at Ana.] How... cat-like are you feeling, exactly?

Spam. He's a "european polecat", Kim. Not a ferret. ;P

[lost_undercover]

Worse. [He mumbled at the idea of being a ferret. Then he sat and watched the others. Rex's question was extremely valid, but something just as pressing was on his mind.]

Is McCullen coming?

Looks like a ferret to me!

[no_nanomites]

[There was a moment where Ana considered snapping (you know, with her teeth) at him in response to his question, but she just sat down.]

Don't worry, I'm not going to eat you.

[Good question there about McCullen coming, and Ana blinked gold eyes toward Rex.]