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[redrani]

Location: Ophara Public Library not researching the best places to find alnico thread
For: Anyone

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*sighs heavily and slams Metallurgy for Dummies a large book closed, earning a glare off the librarian* *scowls fiercely at her and opens Evil Metallurgy for Fun and...Evilness another, thumbing through to the index* *looks pleased and starts to

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[drmartha_jones]

*goes to the library to start making a list of places for her vacation* *gets a stack of guidebooks and sits down at the next table over, thumbing through the one on the top* *mutters* ...soak a corner of a towel in nutrients? That seems a little rubbish.

[redrani]

*chuckles* No - though that could be fun. *grins* But I don't really want the Doctor to actually kill me. *guides her gently along to a laboratory* I'm building... something at his behest, actually. There's something I'm missing, and I think you're the key. *smiles* You ought to be honored, actually. I wouldn't have taken you if weren't of superior intelligence. *pats a tabletop* Sit up here.

[drmartha_jones]

*glares ineffectively, but sits on the table, crossing her arms over her chest again* What am I the key to, then?

[redrani]

*gently pushes her back to lay down, clasping her wrists in restraints* Did the Doctor ever tell you where he came from? *pushes her hair off her neck and swabs her pulse with something cool, applying gel overtop*

[drmartha_jones]

Yeah, after I pried it out of him. *hisses* Oi, that's cold.

[redrani]

*smirks and applies an electrode to her neck* That'll be the dose wearing off then. Let me know if you feel parched or like you might be sick. *applies more swabs and gels and electrodes* I don't mean Gallifrey, I mean where he literally was born from.

[drmartha_jones]

*swallows a bit* Some water would be nice - though you're evil and all, so I'm not exactly counting on it. *frowns, thinking for a moment* Looms. Romana and the Doctor both told me about them - genetic manipulation and whatnot.

[redrani]

*walks away, bringing her back a beaker of water* Right. *tips some against her lips* *grins* Are you beginning to get the picture, then? I need something - I imagine it's something like a spark of life. A jolt to get the mitochondrial DNA replicating along these alloy strands *points to some beakers with filaments sticking out* so I can see just which threads are right. And here you are - passionate, bright, argumentative. *grins, touching the pulse at her wrist* And look at that - your heart rate is soaring as you come down from the drugs.

[drmartha_jones]

*sips the water, glaring at her* So you're going to use me to give your evil Time Lord babies a jump start? Is that right?

[redrani]

*snickers* They're hardly going to be evil. God, but you're single-minded. But yes, that's the general idea. *shrugs* It might not work, but it's worth a try. Now I've got to get your oxytocin up again. *smirks* Which one of the Doctors did you say you were shagging?

[drmartha_jones]

Yeah, you'd be single-minded if you saw your world methodically destroyed by a psychopath. *blushes brightly* I didn't. And I'm not going to.

[redrani]

*gives her a Look* Yes, I'm woefully inexperienced. I still have attending the destruction of my planet by a former friend to look forward to. *moves away and starts adjusting things on a machine* Oh, please, girl. I can look into your mind. One thing you probably don't know is that Time Ladies have heightened sensitivity with regard to matters of the psyche in comparison to Time Lords - I barely need to try to see every insignificant thing you've seen. *sighs and returns to her, touching the pulse at her wrist* Try to relax, will you? I'm not going to hurt you. *smirks* At least, not intentionally.

[drmartha_jones]

*struggles against the bonds* Yeah, that's what they all say. I'm not going to hurt you - just as long as you cooperate. For the record, I've never been especially cooperative. *scowls at her*

[redrani]

*grins, tracing a finger over her forearm gently* Oh yes, please struggle. Soon you'll be nothing but a simmering mess of aceytlcholine and adrenaline. *machine starts humming low in the corner* Very good for the tests.

[drmartha_jones]

*stops struggling because she's contrary* *settles for glaring fiercely at the Rani instead* Why can't you synthesize the hormones you need, anyway?

[redrani]

Oh, I can and I have - but something's just not quite right. *frowns, thinking* I think it has to do with the DNA in the Matrix - I need to work from something double stranded before I fiddle with the third. *shrugs* And really, have I hurt you thus far? I wouldn't even have bothered tying you down, but you humans are so predictable about running off.