So Purple Monkey walks into sickbay

[heartofasun]

Trance was exactly the same size, although she appeared younger, more naive, childlike. What was noticeably different was that she was purple. Like a nice lavender color. And had a tail.

Trance was so happy to have her tail back! It was so pretty and cute and purple! And useful. She missed the way she could use it to wrap around ladders, or as an extra limb. And hanging upside down! But there was no time for that now (fun could be had later). Right now, the crew needed her. They had to find a cure for this virus before everyone was small and she was the only one left who could actually reach controls!  Not that the entire idea of that made her smile. It would be fun to just let it run rampant a little more. See how far it would get. How the crew and guests would react.

Unlike her universe, things weren't nearly as chaotic here. Things were organized, calmer. There was less to do. Less that needed fixing, and not as many 'puddles' to splash in. 

So Trance was working, researching, studying, looking to see mutation patterns and how the virus compared to others in this universe, or if it was from another. But she wasn't exactly working hard. That would take all the fun away, wouldn't it?

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[element_wizard]

Alec has absolutely no business in sickbay, really, but he's sensed something curious since he's gotten aboard the ship and has been waiting for a chance to check it out. And he's definitely found curious when he walks into sickbay. Purple and tailed curious.

Also, what he's... who he's looking for. So he meanders over to say hi.

Trance will more than likely notice him approaching considering his constant rippling in reality, like a shark fin in the surface of the water. Not really apart of it, but definitely interacting with it.

[dreams_dont_die]

It's not, exactly, as though Dylan has the scientific knowledge needed to be all that much assistance in this situation. That's what Trance is for. But he's noticed the number of children around the place and. Well. If there's anything that they can do to help, he and the remaining members of the Andromeda Ascendant's crew should do it.

People shouldn't turn into children, even if it hasn't happened to any of the people he's particularly close to, that he's seen.

So he strides into sickbay, after finding Trance isn't in her assigned quarters, and stops, when he sees her, his hands going to his hips and his eyebrows raising as he looks her up and down.

"Nice tail."

There goes nobody he's close to having been turned into a child yet.

[heartofasun]

"Isn't it?! I'm so glad it's back. I missed it so much!" Trance hugged her tail, flipping it around close to her. "Did you miss my tail too?"

Abandoning her research she skipped over to see Dylan, clothed in her customary leotard rather than leather outfit she wore normally. Besides, the leather outfit didn't have a hole for her tail.

"Did you need something or did you just come by to see my tail?"

[agathaheterodyne]

"If I come in to help, are you going to knock me out again?" Agatha asked, a hand on either hip, and in those hands, a spanner each. She was small, adorable, and scowling, her locked hanging loosely off a chain around her neck, but still very much present. Thankfully while she had aged down... it... hadn't. She could THINK. When she had really been this age... he talents had been stolen from her, supposedly for her own good.

[heartofasun]

Trance put her hands on her hips, her posture punctuated by flicks of a very purple tail. "Not if you behave yourself. Are you going to behave?"

Who can copy and paste from a dictionary? Me!

[agathaheterodyne]

"I always behave!" She pointed out indignantly. Just sometimes she behaves well, and sometimes, less well. But logically speaking, the denotation on behaving read simply as 'act or conduct oneself in a specified way, especially toward others', which she was always doing, regardless of how Trance felt of the specified way she was conducting herself.

She absolutely refused to be persecuted for behaving like a Spark. She IS a Spark. And No one, not Trance, and not Othar, was going to make her feel like she was a bad person because of it.

Re: Who can copy and paste from a dictionary? Me!

[heartofasun]

Trance just stood there, arms crossed, eyebrow arched, looking thoroughly unimpressed. She'd swatted down people for less. Especially here, where they were protected from cosmic chain of events, living outside their own realm of probability. Well, everyone except her, and a few choice others.

[agathaheterodyne]

"So then we're agreed? You wont knock me out again?"

[orcinilla]

She's not the only kidified assistant in the lab today. Annie, a few inches shorter and with straighter hair, is hard to work at her desk, methodically sorting out files and reports much as she been doing since this whole thing started.

But she's not as miserable as she was when still her normal self, and there's a flower made from spun-gold tucked into her heavy braid. There is even a little bit of humming (a sea-shanty, as it happens, with a steady beat and dirty lyrics), although mostly it's to keep her mind on the job.

Which is a little hard given she now has a twelve-year-old brain again, none of her concentration issues have gone away, and Trance and her tail are being distracting.

(But it is, once Annie got over how Capitol Trance looks, a very pretty tail.)