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[Heero has been doing his reading, and he is not all that impressed, Barge. Accepting that he's died comes easily enough - it's been a risk he's been well aware of and happy to accept for a long time - but the lack of structure and logic in this place doesn't sit well with him in the slightest.

His voice is almost entirely flat, almost disinterested, and maybe just a little annoyed.]

There's a space fortress called "Barge" where I came from. Somehow I doubt it has much in common with this place.

Since arriving on board, has anyone actually spoken with the Admiral personally? I have a few questions I'd prefer he answer himself.

[Private separately to Tosh and Harper; added after talking to Armand]

I've been told you might have technical readouts of the ship.

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I'll see what I can do.

Looking forward to it.

[And Heero is now coming to look for you. Sort of disinterestedly, really, but he does want some information.]

[He's waiting in his room, because it seems like the best place to hold a private conversation and he's curious to see if this guy is capable enough to find his room number.]

[He is, and does, knocking once or twice on the door before stepping back, arms folded.]

[He opens the door, raising an eyebrow.] Guess you weren't bluffing. That was quick.

[Twenty minutes, tops. How'd he do that? He steps aside to let Heero enter.] Come on in.

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I'd prefer to stay outside. [Because it's a less confined environment and if you're going to try attacking him, he's got more room to maneuver :|]

[He glances to either side of the hallway. Empty.]

Suit yourself, but if you want a demonstration, I'm doing it in here. No sense risking someone turning the corner and seeing something they'll remember.

[He's almost as paranoid as you, Heero.]

What's there to demonstrate?

How I can help you find whatever you want to know. I've got a little trick. It's my secret weapon on this ship.

[And that just gets you a very unimpressed, but otherwise sort of blank look because he expects further explanation. Heero is. Sort of a social failure.]

[That's okay, because David is too. Sort of. So he leans close, lowering his voice.]

I can morph. Change my appearance, what I am. Become any living, breathing thing. I can show you right now if you don't believe me.

[Because, who really would?]

[NOT THIS KID from a relatively normal universe. So you are getting a sort of skeptical eyebrow raise.]

So show me.

[The skeptical eyebrow only makes him smirk. He's got no problem proving himself. It's one of his favorite hobbies.]

Hope you've got a strong stomach. This'll be gross to watch.

[And it is. It's no instant transformation, blink and he's something else. It's a gradual proces - lips bulging into a beak, body shrinking, arms shriveling and sprouting feathers, his clothes falling around him. But in fifteen seconds it's done, and there's a big bird of prey standing where a human boy once was.]

[While Heero isn't grossed out, he's definitely startled and immediately backs up a full step, hand instinctively going for a gun which... isn't there and sort of just throws him off further. But within a second or two he's recovered enough to just glare suspiciously at the bird, not entirely sure what to make of it. He's done his reading, he knows there are non humans and humans with abilities on board, but it's another thing entirely seeing it in person.]

< It's not just animals, either. >

[David's 'voice' comes from inside Heero's mind now, rather than spoken aloud. An ordinary person might not even realize the words weren't heard with the ears.]

< Any animal. Any person. Anyone. >

[While that's all well and good, Heero doesn't appreciate unannounced telepathy. Or telepathy in general, really.] Get out of my head.

< I'm not in your head It's one-way, I can't read your mind. Chill. >

[Witness a golden eagle roll its eyes at you, Heero.]

[He's just going to ignore that.]

How long can you hold the form?

[That gives him pause. It's a suspiciously specific question. And it tells him a lot about what's going on Heero's head.]

< A few hours. Long enough. >

Have you been able to use it to your advantage here yet?

< Yeah. I've spied on the wardens and been able to check out the areas inmates aren't normally allowed in. I haven't morphed a warden yet, but I could. And I've searched this thing high and low for any kind of command center where the Admiral would be. Nothing >

[He also got whupped by the Flash, but he's smart enough to leave that part out.]

No one's noticed animals running around in their restricted areas?

[If an eagle could smirk, this one would be smirking.]

Who notices a roach? Or a flea? I can be any animal. I can sit right on a person and they'd never know I was there.

Impressive.

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