genessia | 2 || Voice || 10/21 7 am

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2 || Voice || 10/21 7 am

Ah, ssso, I'vvve been in Novvva for three daysss now, and sssuddenly thisss morning I can't quite find anything decccent to wear.

[If no one could tell from her voice she wasn't about to give out what had happened.]

Mind you, the wardrobe hasss grown a bit sssince I lassst sssaw it, but if anyone could give adviccce on how to turn a jumper into a proper cardigan, by all meansss let me know.

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[oh his pops] Are you a snake? Can I see? [he looks pretty normal except with scales here and there and gills and pitch black eyes and a fishy tail but it's not as cool as a snake]

What? Well, yesss but I can't ssshow anyone until I've put sssome proper clothesss on.

Oh... Uh... yeah. [faint blush around the gills and he tries not to think of her hot and naked] You could wear a sheet?

Hmm, that isss am idea.

Would probably havvve to be like toga.

[which meant she would still need help.]

Yer not a succubus, are ya?

There should be something suitable in the wardrobe room. I'm at Attleton, but if ya need me to come back to look, I will.

A sssuccubusss!? Heavensss no!

[She almost bites her lip as she thinks, but the feel of tiny little fangs pushes that away. Instead she feels the cobra like hood around her flare.

That was new.]

I'm...not sssure how far in I can get. There'sss about, oh, sssix feet more of me now. Can't quite control it jussst yet.

[Cute.]

[And Rose can't stifle the giggle at the mental image of Sarah Jane as a succubus. SORRY, SHE SAYS MENTALLY, but that would have been amazing.]

[She snaps her fingers, despite the absurd stony grinding sound that makes her simultaneously wince and wish she'd stop doing that.]

Naga?

Well, if you wan', I'll help ya find something suitable, so you don't havef to worry about Jack and the Doctor and them.

I'm not sssure what that isss. Doesss it have to do with sssnakesss?

[Because she isn't coming off voice just yet. But there is several sounds of rustling fabric and soft grunts of pain from her.]

Oh I can handle them. I jussst feel awkward without a ssshirt on. Or a ssskirt sssince really, I've no legsss for pants.

Yup.

Okay, wrap up in a blanket and slither on over to the TARDIS wardrobe. Although we still gotta get more things to fill 'er up with.

Alright. I'll have to find a balnket. He'sss got everything all up and a messss, worssse than ever!

[And there's movement again and she's trying to slither towards the wardrobe, as asked, but she's still getting the hang of this!]

[he considers] Would you like a hand?

W-well I.

[She looks down and around herself. There wasn't really anything showing.]

Maybe? I mean, sss'not like much is ssshowing. But, okay. Yesss. Pleassse.

If it helps I'm not attracted to you in the slightest? Bit mousy around the face for me. Also your nose is, well... But not everyone is perfect.

Hey! I'm not mousy at all! You probably finally need glasses.

[She hmphs and folds her arms, then feels the oddness of scale on scale and makes a strange noise before dropping them.]

It's a matter of privacy anyway! Mousy, least I don't go about looking like a crow danced across my forehead.

I know it's a bit difficult to get used to but you shouldn't make fun of Fez's face. He's a bit sensitive.

[in any case]

Be there in a tick.

[and a few tocks later there is a knock at her door]

Oh, no! You don't get to ssslide thisss off to the baby faccced you.

[That made far too much sense to her, but oh well. She pouts for a moment before slithering towards the door. She manages to coil up again and open it.

She's wearing a towel over her shoulders and draped forward.]

You misssssed a tick.

I can slide anything off on anyone. It's a gift.

[when she opens the door, all she'll see is a sheet, that he's holding up over his face so that she can have her privacy]

I come baring gifts. Well, gift. Don't mind the cacti it's the first one I grabbed. [and, indeed, the sheet comes with a print of tiny cacti complete with sombreros, tiny maracas and very generous mustaches]</small

[She laughs at the sight of the sheet but easily grabs it wraps it around herself. It was a bit odd with the strange folds that seemed to come from shoulders but she managed.]

Thank you. But why. No, nevermind, it makesss perfect sssenssse.

Of course it does. [he paces around her] Look at you. I think you need to switch out your skin cream.

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