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[The audio picks up with the thump of a door closing. Olive is getting the hell off the deck.] Is anyone else hearing shit up on deck? God, that was the creepiest thing, and I swear, if someone was just out of sight and mumbling things? I'm going to hit you. Because now I've got nightmare fodder for days. There are reasons I skip out on horror movies. It's just not my thing.

Does anyone else have to deal with huge Items? Cause this is starting to get ridiculous. I need to bring my bag with me everywhere I go just so I'm not holding it in my hand the whole time. [Because walking around with a giant vibrator is just kind of odd.] If a kid named Brandon from Ojai shows up, direct him to me. I'm going to beat him with this thing. [Oh God he might like it.] Or something.

[And here are the sounds of a fiddling door.] Great, now my door's stu-- HOLY SHIT!

[Enjoy those annoying scrabbling sounds of movement, then a clatter; she dropped her device when she threw herself against the opposite wall and lol, like hell is she getting closer to the door to pick it up.]

Holy - oh my God whoever's in there, come out. How did you even - it was locked...

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[Was that a voice in her mind. Ohhhh holy shit. Olive is trying not to snort. Or facepalm. Or eye roll.]

I'm stealing your door. Just so you know.

[At that moment, David is just glad that Will or Tim didn't see this. Shaking his head, he picks himself up with all the dignity he can manage.]

< Like hell. >

Hey, you broke mine!

...

But while you're there, think you could, uh. Take a look around?

< Uh, sure. >

[His birdlike head flicks back and forth, as he takes measure of Olive's room. It's... pretty normal, actually.]

< You gonna tell me what I'm looking for? >

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....Things that could hold the door in place? Or, you know. Slam against it. People hiding in the closet? ...You owe me for the door.

< Good grief. > [He looks back at Olive just long enough to roll his dino eyes.] < You know how hard it's gonna be to open your closet like this? >

[But he dutifully turns his attention to said closet, and after a few minutes of scrabbling at the handle, manages to get it open. He peeks his head inside, looks around, and finds...]

< Well, there's a dead body, but otherwise it looks normal. > [There's not, but he couldn't resist the opportunity.]

[She isn't quite gullible enough to jump and scream, but it deeeefinitely gives her pause.]

I really hope you're just comically bad at jokes. [And she's leaning around to check and make sure that there is NOT a body in the closet. :|]

< Oh, please. I've told way worse jokes than that. > [He trots back and gives her a dino smirk.]

< I'm demorphing, so you might wanna look away if it was too gross the first time. >

Yeeaah that's - a very good call. [And she's trying not to make a face before turning away, rubbing a hand over her eyes. This boat is cray cray.]

Are you done yet?

"I am now." [And he spreads his hands and wiggles his fingers, just to show he is indeed all human again. Geez, she could be at least a little impressed.]

[She likes to hide behind her walls. And is totally resisting the urge to poke him and make sure this shit is real.

...

For a minute and a half. She might just tap his shoulder. It's a fake poke.]

So, uh. How the hell did you turn into an extinct dinosaur to break my door?

[He just gives her a look when she fake pokes his shoulder. His shoulder is definitely real.]

I acquired a few dinosaurs back when the Barge docked at Jurassic Park.

[If this explanation is unsatisfying, it's just because he assumes his ability is common knowledge now.]

So you can just...turn into whatever you acquire? [Seriously she should learn more about her neighbors. Who lives on her other side. Are there more morphers.] How do you acquire something? I mean, is there a moment where you just hold your hand over it and proclaim 'this is now mine,' or what?

Pretty much, yeah. [And because he can't resist any opportunity to talk about his powers, he just plows right into it.] It works by touch. I touch something, I concentrate a little and bam, it's acquired. Any animal... or any person. [smirks.]

Ooo-hoookay, Creepo, that poke is the last time we touch. [It's definitely a DNW thing to say, but Olive can shove enough humor in to make it seem less GTFO than it could sound.]

Too late, I already acquired you. [But a few seconds later he starts laughing; he can't keep a straight face.]

[That got a squinty eyed look for the few seconds he wasn't laughing, but she joined in with a slightly more awkward ah hah hah.] Funny. Really...really funny.

[Sorry Olive; his taste in humor is terrible. :o] You shoulda seen the look on your face! [He shakes his head, still smiling.] Relax, you'd know if I'd acquired you. Acquiring puts you in a trance, you'd feel all spacey for a few seconds.

Good to know. If I ever feel trancey, I'm coming after you. [Not that she could do anything. Would it be morally bankrupt to have Heero kick his butt for her?]

Hey, if you space out and I'm not around, you can't blame me. [He's still got no idea Olive is Heero's warden, and considering how the last conversation between those two went... that's probably for the best.]

[...Probably.] I probably could. It'd be preeeetty easy.

And then who would you come to the next time you get locked out of your room? [He's so smug it hurts.]

Someone who doesn't leave my door on the floor, maybe. [she's gesturing to it. Sigh how is she going to deal with this.]

Good grief. [He bends over and picks up the fallen door, propping it up awkwardly against the wall.] There. Problem solved.

...Yup, you're right. Now no one can get in through the force field [She just waves her hands at the door] that stands in my doorway.

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