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018 ✳ day 208 ✳ video/action

[Her day had been going so quietly. Well, mostly. As quiet as the Center gets. Sometimes that's pretty damned quiet. But today, as Fortescue is attempting to scrounge up some lunch, she discovers something in the fridge that she hopes no one in the Center classifies as food.

It has two mouths. And tentacles. And bright colors that would be rather pretty, if it wasn't snarling its head off. Luckily, her reaction time is faster than those tentacles, and she gets the door closed before she has to worry about whether or not the tentacles have toothy suckers on them.

But now it's in the refrigerator, with the food, and she has to think of a game plan. It's not a game plan that comes to mind, either, as she clicks her phone on. Tendrils of shadow are keeping the door firmly shut, which means her concentration is split between the phone and her magic.]

So, you lot. [Yes, you.] I've been thinking. We seem to have a hard time of keeping track of everyone's comings and goings, which makes this place all the more confusing. [The refrigerator snarls and shakes, but she keeps going.] There were plans for a buddy system in the past, but that doesn't work if both disappear. Does anyone have any bright ideas? Perhaps some sort of sheet to check into, every day, in a centralized space?

Obviously it will only work if people use it. [Snarl!] I'm all ears, darlings. What do we think?

[While she figures out what to do with squidzilla. She's far too sober for this.]

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What the heck is that noise?! [ Priorities! Donna has them. Snarling in this place is usually bad news! ]

Is it a monster? It's a flippin' monster, isn't it?

[Don't worry, bestie, she's got this.

Probably. Ninety-nine percent? Hard to say in a place like this. The squid could be from anywhere.]

...yes, I suppose it probably is. [She smiles wryly.] Some sort of... cephalopod, I think. I didn't get a detailed look before it flailed at me. It has at least eight tentacles.

[ That's not terribly reassuring, bestie! One of these days Donna is going to suffer a major heart attack worrying about you, missy! ]

At least eight tentacles? Well that's reassuring... [ Only... not. ]

I suppose it's good news if you want to make tentacle soup...

[Rumble.]

Not so loud, love. I think Sir Calimari can hear you. [She's joking, mostly, but you never know.] You know my cooking skills are rubbish, anyway. It would probably kill everyone who ate it.

I'm sure your cooking can't be that bad. Besides, in this place you can blame it on the ingredients.

[ A beat. ]

You need some help to dispose of Squidward, or you got it?

I do agree some sort of attendance should be taken, but...what is that noise, Fortescue?

That's a good one, I'll have to remember that if I ever feel like properly cooking something. [Sandwiches have always been her go-to when alone and without a restaurant to go to.] But honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing. My mother could burn water, so she never tried teaching my sister and I.

[Excellent physicist. Awful cook. Fortescue is distracted enough by the squid-creature that she doesn't actually mind talking about her family.]

...I think I've got it. I might just shove him into a closet, to be perfectly honest. I'll mark it if I do.

Edited (typo fail) 2014-07-01 18:29 (UTC)

Oh, just... [She looks at the fridge.] An unhappy new resident. You know how the kitchen has all sorts of strange ingredients? Well, this time it really outdid itself, if you catch my meaning.

[But hey, that's one person for attendance! Good.]

[ Aw Forte! Talking about her family! That's verging on feels talk - sober feels talk too! Be careful there. Sober feels talk is dangerous territory! ]

Shoving monsters into closets seems to be a pretty common thing here. Must work!

[Fortescue chuckles quietly, despite the situation. It's amazing what she'll do when she's distracted.]

I'm out of ideas. You have any? I don't know if we really want this thing in one of the labs where just anyone can happen upon it...

[She's seen small aquarium tanks in there, but...]

Now, darlin', I'm all for this buddy idea of yours, keepin' tabs on people and the like, but--

[But that snarling is impossible to ignore, Fort. He raises an eyebrow, tilting his head in question, expectant.]

What in God's name is goin' on over there?

What's going on?

( Her idea was nice, and she'll come back to it but... what the hell was out there? Again )

[It's never dull for very long around here.]

I discovered something loud and angry in the kitchen. And very colorful. But I've got it, don't worry.

[At least for now. It's the battle of tentacles versus shadow tendrils. Time to see which wins in a wrestling match.]

[Fortescue works best under pressure, really, and does her best thinking under fire. It's when she's left alone, with very little to occupy her, that she tends to fall apart. Thinking about disappearances and having a wrestling match with a tentacled beast isn't actually all that strange for her.

But it is loud. And strong. She can't really blame it for being distracting.]

Evidently, we have an angry thing in our refrigerator. It wasn't angry until I opened the door.

[It might still be a new arrival that just isn't talking. She can't discount that, at the moment. Which is an unnerving part of living in the Center, maybe. The snarling thing with tentacles might be a new neighbor who's just scared. Right?

There's a groaning sound as it flails against the interior of the fridge.]

I'm trying to think of a solution that isn't calamari.

Maybe we could stick it in a box with some air holes and a warning for people not to touch it and hope it can't eat or rip through cardboard? Brand new Science Centre pet that wants to eat everyone!

[ She laughs. ]

Better add it to the check in sheet!

( The worst places never are )

Too late. What is it?

All right, darling, but you're in charge of naming it. [The refrigerator rumbles ominously. Depending on how homicidal it is, it may not last much longer.] If it's going down on a check-in sheet, it'll need a name and all that. Wouldn't want to make it feel bad by calling it 'squid monster.'

[Dryly quipping while in the heat of the moment. It's like the war all over again. But with less bullets.]

You need a hand down there?

[He's more than willing to come and use one of his knives to quiet that thing once and for all; he'd be more than happy to talk about her plans for getting folks here organized once it's been done, but she's looking for a non-violent solution. Huh.

That's gonna be tricky.]

Not sure what we can do that ain't slice it up and put it to rest, though. You try askin' him to use his words?

[He's a pain in the ass. At least he knows it.]

Some sort of squid or octopus relative. ...distantly. I don't recall them having two quite visible mouths.

[Rumble. Fortescue hopes it can't dismantle the fridge from the inside. They all sort of need that. But that means it's time to deal with the creature before something bad happens.]

Don't worry, I got decent at wrangling things during the war. Those things were much bigger than Sir Calimari in there.

[But they were less strong and had fewer tentacles, so maybe it's all relative.]

Bert. Bert the People Eating Squid.

[ A dry quip or two help to pass the time. A day wouldn't be complete without it. ]

So that's at least three names on your check in sheet! It's like school register all over again!

[Fortescue chuckles. Bert the Homicidal Squid, even. Better get your act together, Bert.]

It is, isn't it... I'll just get some slotted paper from a lab and people can put down their own names, at first. I'm sure I don't know everyone who's here.

[ Yeah, Bert! Best behaviour. Or it's the stew pot for you! ]

That makes two of us. Haven't got a clue who half the newer people are and not really sure who's still here from before.

... Speaking of which... Don't suppose you've seen Balthazar around lately, have you? [ She's not too hopeful, but she might as well ask. ]

[She shakes her head, her smile worried. Figures that she's more worried about people leaving, and Donna, than she is about the Homicidal Squid.]

I'm sorry, love. I haven't seen him in a while. And a few others as well. [Like the Doctor, but she's not going to mention him if Donna doesn't. She knows they were close, too.] If you haven't either, then...

[She trails off. That's not good. It probably means the Center plucked them both out, and that's always rather rough on who remains. They've both been around long enough to know.]

But he might come back. You never know. He's vanished before.

[Percy had often commented on missions that it was amazing where her mind could drift in a dangerous situation. This is one of those times, when Benny mentions needing a hand down there. She allows herself half a laugh, maybe a snort, before she composes herself again.

There is an angry squid monster in the refrigerator. Seriousness is required. Benny going on helps.

Also helping is the fact that her magic is losing in an arm-wrestle match. She can feel it pulling at her mind. Now she really does have to decide on a game plan.]

I was considering trying to find a room with a tank. But he'd probably be a danger to the next person who walked in, bloody thing. [She can't take that risk, she decides. It might be Christine, or Donna, or someone so new that they're not braced for danger.] Your hands are appreciated but not required, love. I have done this sort of thing before.

[ Donna smiles sadly. All she can do is hope that this place brings him back sometime - selfish as that is. Though, from what she can remember, he doesn't have much of a future back home. So maybe coming back would be the best for him. ]

I figured as much. Thought it couldn't hurt to ask.

... So, Where're we going to store Bert?

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