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[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

*frowns* What is this doing here? 

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have a bb master

[ungraduated.livejournal.com]

Waiting for me to fix it. [It's a piece of technology from eighteen centuries from now.]

Yay!

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

It should have been in the work room not the console room floor.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

[She holds out her hand.] That's mine, sir. Let me have it back before you hurt yourself with it. Butterfly knives are not easily handled without training.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine studies the knives with a practiced eye before handing them back handle first not even cutting himself]

I know that doesn't explain what they were doing on my ship.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

Neither does it explain my own presence here, sir. Do you employ any kind of teleportation technology on your ship? I think there may have been an accident.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Or she wants you hear, she's funny like that my ship, finds me companions when she thinks I need them.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

With all due respect, sir, I am needed back at SHIELD. Perhaps you could find someone else to be your companion.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Or I could just give you a ride.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

To where?

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Anywhere and anywhen you need to go....my ship is different.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

I need to go back to the base. Now.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine unlocks the door to his ship and opens the door nodding at the inside]

Come on then I'll have you back in two ticks.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

[She pauses, hesitating at the door.] Can you... can you make it so I wasn't born?

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine hums]

Could...not sure it would be good for time though....why?

have a bb master

[ungraduated.livejournal.com]

Waiting for me to fix it. [It's a piece of technology from eighteen centuries from now.]

Yay!

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

It should have been in the work room not the console room floor.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

[She holds out her hand.] That's mine, sir. Let me have it back before you hurt yourself with it. Butterfly knives are not easily handled without training.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine studies the knives with a practiced eye before handing them back handle first not even cutting himself]

I know that doesn't explain what they were doing on my ship.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

Neither does it explain my own presence here, sir. Do you employ any kind of teleportation technology on your ship? I think there may have been an accident.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Or she wants you hear, she's funny like that my ship, finds me companions when she thinks I need them.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

With all due respect, sir, I am needed back at SHIELD. Perhaps you could find someone else to be your companion.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Or I could just give you a ride.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

To where?

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

Anywhere and anywhen you need to go....my ship is different.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

I need to go back to the base. Now.

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine unlocks the door to his ship and opens the door nodding at the inside]

Come on then I'll have you back in two ticks.

[soldier-child.livejournal.com]

[She pauses, hesitating at the door.] Can you... can you make it so I wasn't born?

[bananasgood.livejournal.com]

[Nine hums]

Could...not sure it would be good for time though....why?