Janie Taylor (
a_time_slip) wrote2010-09-02 03:04 am
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Writer's Block: Ground Control to Major Tom
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A boat.
I'll purchase a yellow cabin cruiser, and use it to sail through the years and cosmos.
A boat.
I'll purchase a yellow cabin cruiser, and use it to sail through the years and cosmos.
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Riiiiight. Doesn't she like Xander? She told me she did... [Phoenix looks somewhat bothered, and it might be obvious he's being evasive]
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I told her I didn't know who he- oh. She's um. But it can't be true. You don't do kids the human way.
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[Cue awkward gesticulating, finally arriving a a slightly dejected droop of the shoulders]
She keeps calling me Dad.
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Wouldn't I know? What do you remember about her being born? Because I don't. None of it.
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[Shakes his head] She just turned up at Roberts, or something, didn't she?
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[Though where the copy came from is more the issue here]
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It wasn't fair to her, so I- Ian doesn't know, I um. Well, I managed to get some DNA from him. I tried him, Xander, Gio... everyone I could get to. Finally I told her she didn't have a Father.
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Did you test me, by any chance? I mean, my people have made attempts to produce clones, or use their own genetics to mix with that of other races - it's never worked.
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Um. [She can't look at him.] I, give me a sample. I. um. Please?
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[He calls a medical swab and a glass tube into existence, takes a samples from the inside of his cheek, putting the swab into the tube and replacing the stopper] I really.. Janie, I know it's not possible.
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[Janie takes the swab, and gets a clunky machine out of a pocket. The swab goes in, and she's quiet as it analyses]
It's not a match! It's not, that means you're not her father! [In her excitement, the machine drops and buzzes, having found something strange]
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This just a bio-scanner? [Phoenix reaches down and picks it up] Or can we run some quantum tests on it?
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Um. Yes. Any test. It's still functional.
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It's not always down to biology... well, with some living beings. kinda. [He's tinkering with the scanner] You got any of Lynn's DNA at all?
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I understand that. [She pulls a tiny vial out of her pocket] Here's a bit. I keep some on me just in case.
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[Phoenix takes a tiny amount and feeds the scanner. After a few seconds, he's sort of, just, staring blankly at Janie]
You sure this is Lynns?
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[She looks annoyed]
Yes. I think I'd know, wouldn't I?
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It's uhhhm.. Hnh. [Much angelic puzzlement]
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Wull.. With no coherent theory on anything that isn't Kaldoan, but contains significant traces of the Perseus particle. The only possible logical explanation is.. [Irritably tosses the machine over his shoulder] ..Your scanner's fucked.
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It clearly shows that she's my daughter. I ran that before anything else, which means nothing is wrong with it. If you look at her you can tell! She's mine. You must have contaminated the sample.
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Anyway, it doesn't work like that. We can't accidentally pass the particle to another being.
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[Seeing Janie's getting worked up, Phoenix calms down some, and moves to her side, putting a hand on her shoulder] She showed up at Roberts, right? Just out of the blue?
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