Log; OPEN
Who: Rex, OPEN, multiple threads blahblah okay
Where: Level 1 Common Room
When: TODAY.
Warnings: References to highly unethical animal testing. Sorry, Rex is a jerk.
Damn it. Damn it. It wasn't enough that he was already having an atrocious month, was it? No, everything just had to keep piling on. Wichita being generally unavailable, locked in the TARDIS, succumbing to Armand, going insane, finding himself in the cold for a week, having his sister die, then act so flippant about the very type of accident that disfigured him for life, and now this? How did this even happen?!
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Perhaps it was best to go back a little. Explain the context of the situation. "This" happened to be the unexpected escape of several of his test subjects, mice that had been injected with nanomites. One mouse was effectively immortal, another gave off little electrical shocks to the touch (and he really didn't want that one getting into any wiring), and a third that... was now green, with little glowing paws. He managed to catch them scurrying towards the common room, but now that he was here, they were nowhere to be found.
Stupid, stupid mice! He was going to kill them when he got his hands on them! Or... maybe study them for a bit longer. That was probably more important. Regardless, he needed to get them back. And so, Rex was on his hands and knees, his chest touching the ground as he tilted his head to get a look under one of the sofas, hoping to at least spot some movement. It was an awkward position, to say the least. Good thing there was nobody else around.
Where: Level 1 Common Room
When: TODAY.
Warnings: References to highly unethical animal testing. Sorry, Rex is a jerk.
Damn it. Damn it. It wasn't enough that he was already having an atrocious month, was it? No, everything just had to keep piling on. Wichita being generally unavailable, locked in the TARDIS, succumbing to Armand, going insane, finding himself in the cold for a week, having his sister die, then act so flippant about the very type of accident that disfigured him for life, and now this? How did this even happen?!
...
Perhaps it was best to go back a little. Explain the context of the situation. "This" happened to be the unexpected escape of several of his test subjects, mice that had been injected with nanomites. One mouse was effectively immortal, another gave off little electrical shocks to the touch (and he really didn't want that one getting into any wiring), and a third that... was now green, with little glowing paws. He managed to catch them scurrying towards the common room, but now that he was here, they were nowhere to be found.
Stupid, stupid mice! He was going to kill them when he got his hands on them! Or... maybe study them for a bit longer. That was probably more important. Regardless, he needed to get them back. And so, Rex was on his hands and knees, his chest touching the ground as he tilted his head to get a look under one of the sofas, hoping to at least spot some movement. It was an awkward position, to say the least. Good thing there was nobody else around.