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[storm_warning]

[The Ororo that sits in her chair as the console comes online is not happy. She is soaking wet and wrapped in a towel that says she's fresh from the shower. The air about her has dropped numerous degrees by the way her breath frosts and the fact that the wet mop of hair half plastered over her face is starting to frost at the tips.]

They were cute. Cuddly. I could like the cuddly Furby angle. But this?

[She thrusts out her hand, in which she has fisted a lot of wet tribble fur.]

No. That's too far. They clogged my shower. This means war.

[With an irritated noise, she throws the sopping wet handful of tribble fur on the console surface, then points at the screen.]

This is officially crisis-level important. What're we doing about it? Because I'm about to make it look like Christmas out there and I could use a hand.

[With a disgusted noise aimed at the fur, she turns off the console. Replies'll come as she gets ready.]

[ooc; there's an action thread inside if you want to give Ororo a hand with her temper tantrum against the tribbles.]

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[storm_warning]

[Ororo waits where the five Sectors come together, alternating between pacing and blowing away any nearby tribbles with a gust of crisp, cold wind. Her hair is tied back and has marginally dried, while her outfit's the ol' X-Men standby she arrived in. She means business, for srs.]

[raisethemoon]

[Luna has been gliding idly around, simply trying to acquaint herself with her new surroundings. Upon seeing the flying tribbles, she swoops down lower, teleporting them away in a few flashes of blue light.]

I did not know humans could summon wind! [This is awesome.]

[storm_warning]

[Ororo's irritation does not necessarily evaporate when she sees the teleporting-of-tribbles, but the awesome comment coming from, well, a walking rendition of every girl's hopes and dreams? It serves to take an edge off.]

This? Yeah, it's a thing I do. [She crosses her arms and heaves a sigh of frustration.] I'll be doing worse in a bit.

[A beat, then she makes a brief gesture in the direction of where the teleported tribbles had been pre-teleporting.]

That blue thing you did -- what did it do to them?

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[relentlesstide]

[Raising an eyebrow slightly.] I can't believe clogging your shower is your line in this case. [Surfacers.]

Is there a long-term removal or containment plan after you freeze them? Because I would be glad to assist.

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[storm_warning]

[Ororo wipes off her hand before crossing her arms.]

It was gross. Slimey kind of gross.

[She shrugs up a shoulder at that last bit.]

I'm not the plan girl. If you've got ideas, throw them my way.

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[relentlesstide]

[Riiiiight. Slimey.]

Well, I've been feeding them en masse to marine predators at the shell's edge, but I can only transport so much at a time. I could always call more predators.

[skybluejeep]

Roto-Rooter, that's the name, and away go troubles, down the drain.

I thought these headless bunnies were just...headless bunnies.

[storm_warning]

Yeah, too bad the Emperor never brought one of those here.

[Frustration: She has it.]

They're... irritating. [More and more the cooler she makes them. The trilling's not happening as much and she's losing the calming effect.] Turns out they shed just as fast as they breed.

[skybluejeep]

Ew.

Um. Can you get a plumber's snake? It's like this long, tightly-coiled spring with a hook at the end. Pretty effective for hair clogs.

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[excessivehubris]

[Charles politely had his eyes averted, though he was obviously fighting the urge to chuckle as he responded.]

A clogged shower is cause for a declaration of war now?

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[storm_warning]

[Ororo stops and OH MAN, THE PROFESSOR maybe she should behave. It's part instinct still to defer to him, though she's clear on the pouting.]

It's gross, Professor.

[Petulant whine is juuuust barely there.]

I get fur. I do. I mean, look at my ex -- he's big and blue and furry! But this is way too much.

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[excessivehubris]

[Okay, that caught his attention and distracted him from gross, wet tribbles in the shower; for the moment at least.]

Do you mean, Hank?

[His tone is more amused than anything, perhaps a hint of scandal because he knows his sister had been interested in the brilliant young scientist, before her eye had turned to Erik.

Though ...]

How old is he in the time you come from?

[Beast, were you robbing cradles??]

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[build]

[ ariadne can't help but frown in thought. she likes the tribbles - well, hers. ]

Do you need someone to come get some for you?

[ well, assuming she has some type of tribble infestation at her home. ]

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[storm_warning]

Yeah. I need several someones, because they've become real fond of replicating. [Thus the frost in an attempt to slow them down.] You have enough fridge space for the pests?

[This coming from a former tribble supporter, for reals.]

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[tearsdownthesky]

[She gives a brief laugh. Fang's been busy with despatching her tribbles, but you could never have too many furs, especially when they were this soft.]

You need a hand there, honey?

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[storm_warning]

More like I need a million of them.

[Exasperated huff of air is exasperated.]

You want some? They're all yours. I'm done with 'em. Done.

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[tearsdownthesky]

I can take 'em. I'll bring you back a coat when I'm done.

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[purpledaggers]

[There is just a smile here Ororo. A very amused smile.]

Perhaps your shampoo did not agree well with them.

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[storm_warning]

I hope they choke on it. [Happens to be what she mutters under her breath.]

Come on. In two weeks they did more than this -- [And here she holds up a handful of her very, very long hair.] -- did in a year

[Scowl. Pout. It's the bastard lovechild of these two.]

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[purpledaggers]

But they are small bundles of fur. You knew they were going to have to shed at some point or another.

[It's lie having like. A few dozen small dogs in your house or something.]

[manofiron]

[ Forgive him for staring a little too long. The just out of the shower look is appealing. ]

How about give me a couple of them? Thin the herd a little.

[storm_warning]

[Starks. Can't live with 'em, can't flirt without 'em.]

You want 'em? Come grab 'em. Take a dozen. A hundred. Just get rid of them.

[manofiron]

Okay.

[ He's not kidding. Already he's getting up in preparation of leaving. ]

Which place is yours? I'll be there in a few minutes.

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[magicalpadawan]

So are we thinking 'giant-ass circle of power' time, or 'let the dragons have a really good meal' time?

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[storm_warning]

Both. [And her tone is all business.] Toss in a side of 'suck them up like a bad run of dust bunnies' and I'd be okay with it.