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[The video feed flickers to life when Shego smacks her communicator a couple times by mistake, groping along the side of her nightstand for a chirping alarm clock. She switches off the alarm, sits up and runs both hands through her hair - Shego's bed-hair is a terrifying thing to behold, it looks like there's twice as much of it as usual.

She swings her legs over the side of the bed and then, finally, notices the communicator. She leans in for a closer look, looking tired and bewildered.]

Doctor D, the heck is -

[There's a flicker of recognition in her face, and then her expression becomes completely unreadable.]

No.

Oh no no no.

No no no no no NO NO--

[The screen fills with green energy, cracks, then goes blank.]

[OOC: ohai I'm back from hiatus <3]

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You okay there, sport?

No, I am not okay.

I'm -

How can I -

[There's the sound of something breakable being smashed against the wall. She returns to the communicator a minute later, sounding very slightly like she's got herself reigned in.]

How long have I been gone? Last thing I remember...the Barge was a cruise ship thing.

[Kirk was sure of two things. That she was going to be in a pretty pissy mood for a while and she was most likely going to ignore him if he tried to contact her over the journals after that a little fit. So he was just going to skip that part and go right to the part where he was in her face where she couldn't ignore him.]

"Shego." [He was pretty much pounding on her door from the second he got there.] "Make this easy on us both and let me in."

She didn't think it was possible for her to get any more wound up just then, but the sound of Kirk's voice made her tense up a little tighter. Like this unpleasant transitional period was going to be made any easier for her by his presence. In lieu of an actual answer she yanked a drawer out of her dresser and hurled it at the closed door, not caring when the wood splintered against metal and her clothes went flying.

Kirk was not expecting that and he jumped when the drawer collided with the door, not that he knew that's what it was. For all he knew, she'd run headfirst at the door for some godforsaken reason.

"Yeah, that's nice. Open the door."

"Make me."

Not the most mature response, but whatever. Her mind was still slotting together the forgotten nine months she'd spent on the Barge and the six months she'd spent back home, and while speaking over the communicator was one thing, the immediacy of Kirk's presence right there was more than she wanted to deal with just then.

Edited 2010-05-31 23:19 (UTC)

"If you think that I'm above using my phaser to cut a hole in your door and make it so you can never, ever lock it again, you're very wrong."

Kirk sighed. "Just open the door. Please."

I know you still loathe me or whatever, but if you need any help, let me know...

[Since Ruby's not dumb, she knows this is a bad reaction and turns on the sarcasm accordingly.]

Welcome back.

Actually, you know something?

[There's a small, breathless laugh.]

You're wrong. I don't loathe you any more. I just don't care. That was a really long time ago and you no longer register on my mental radar in any significant way whatsoever.

"Your phaser can't do that. What are the settings - kill, stun and melt? I don't think so."

Edited 2010-05-31 23:39 (UTC)

Yeah, I'm just so happy to be here.

Good. Then if you need stuff, you can let me know.

No hopscotch, though. I'm allergic to pleasant childhood nostalgia.

Mmmmmmm no.

Like I say, I don't hate you? But I still never want to deal with you again. Have a fun existence here, I know I'm going to.

Fine. She wanted to play it like this? Then fine.

Kirk unhooked his phaser from it's spot on his belt and changed the settings on it. Then he aimed it at the lock, and started firing. He would just get her a new door when she was done being a brat.

So I guess this isn't the time to say I was disappointed to come back to a Shego-less Barge?

Sure... It's just magical.

Shego dropped down onto the end of her bed, stared at the door for a moment and - yeah, there was definitely smoke there. So now even if she wanted to open the door, she couldn't, because the lock was warped beyond use. Still in her pyjamas, she drew her knees up to her chin and waited.

Sorry to have deprived you of the ongoing ray of sunshine that is my being here.
...

Wait wait wait, hold up, didn't you graduate?

Yep. And now I'm a warden. Surprise?

Not sure that's the word I'd use. Exactly how much does wherever you come from suck that this place is better?

It only took a few minutes for Kirk to burn a hole through the door completely. He waited a few seconds before using his boot to push the door in, instead of sticking his hand into a smoking hole of melted metal (Bones would be proud).

"It's great to see you as well," he commented, dialing down the setting on the phaser, putting the safety back on and then sticking it back on his belt.

"Drop dead. Why didn't you just run off back to the Enterprise while you had an excuse?"

Pretty much everyone there wants to kill me. Or torture me for the rest of eternity.

Eternal torture. Doesn't sound altogether unlike an interdimensional space jail I could name.

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