Tiberius was doing more internal debating than talking. It was a trait that he came by honestly, considering who was responsible for his upbringing and his programming. He had taken Daneel's advice seriously, though there was some hesitance in the idea. What would it do to a man that hated to be trapped, a man that quietly dwelled and simmered
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Besides, there were two bedrooms in the space, as if it wanted her to have a roommate, but she hadn't come across anyone willing to share. Oh, well.
Okay, so maybe she was leaving a light trail of dirt behind her as well.
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"Miss! Hold on for a tick," he called out in a British accent just as proper and aristocratic as the Doctors, if his voice was an edge lower. He jogged easily to catch up with her, reaching to right the plant in her arms.
"Let me help you with that. Unless you were worried about finding your way back that is, then by all means carry on-" he looked over his shoulder in time to see a few janitors seeming to have scuttled out of nowhere to start cleaning up the debris.
"Oh, nevermind that. The station gnomes seem to have appeared."
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She looked a little confused at the 'station gnomes' comment until she spotted the janitors (seemingly out of nowhere) clearing up the dirt she hadn't noticed she'd spilled along the floor. Peri immediately let go of the plant (hoping that the man had a good grip on it) and rushed to help the workers with their task.
After they shooed her off, Peri looked a little dejected as she returned to the man. And her fern.
"They're real efficient," she said. "Sorta like when someone litters at Disneyland. Oh, and don't worry. I won't get lost trying to figure out where I went..." The docking bay wasn't that hard to find, and the TARDIS was so normal that it stuck out. Her arms spread wide, indicating that she was ready to take hold of the plant now ( ... )
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"Disneyland? Ah, an Earth tourist attraction or amusement park. Earth's long since been destroyed where I came from. Disneyland is long gone and something like this fern would be a valuable rarity. But the Clarion's Call had the same sort constant fussy little minions scuttling about." All former androids for the old warship turned Casino. He'd had some good times there... Better than he probably would ever admit in any polite company. He steadied the plant for her, bracing it evenly so it didn't hardly jostle at all.
"So you've been here long enough to find your way around?"
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It wasn't very interesting work, but someone had to do it.
Bill was by now itching for a distraction - he was just about to get up and pay another visit to the Viper in the hangar deck, when he noticed two people walk into his office.
"Agent K. Coming to relieve me of this paperwork?"
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Tiberius hesitantly leaned in the doorway, still at odds with what he was considering, and almost comically wriggled his fingers in a wave at Adama. "Unless I'm interrupting. I can always come back."
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Most people didn't come down to Security for a friendly chat.
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"I'm... a little unsure about how to go about asking this. I would like to a bit more certain that there would be facilities to contain someone unreasonably strong and resourceful that might present a danger to the station. I'm not really sure how everything works or the sort of holding facilities here..."
He flinched a nervous grin, edging between sitting in the office or staying at the door. He supposed this was the closest to a 'principal's office' that he would ever get.
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