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[The feed begins by showing a poorly-lit image of an all-too-familiar alien lying on his side against a workbench in his lab. His disheveled white hair covers his face and neck, but there’s no mistaking that sickly green skin and that tailored leather coat. As the feed shifts and moves, and he fails to notice, it becomes more obvious that he’s out cold. In the otherwise silence of the room, the voice is almost unnerving for how softly it comes across.]

Hey. Hey, time to rise and shine Sleeping Beauty.

[ Which is when a girl’s feet come into view- those who know Hayley will recognize her voice, even without her face accompanying the feed. Is she-

She is.

She’s totally prodding the guy. Who even does that.
Regardless, it’s clear that it’s the audience she’s speaking to, voice caught somewhere between annoyed tension and an unimpressed sigh. ]

Hey guys, your giant alien passed out, and, like, I dunno about you- [ The communicator turns around, bringing her eyes and lopsided smile into view ] but there is no way in heck I can carry him. So uh, medical or, something. Whenever you’re ready, ta-da.

[There’s a muffled groan from the Wraith, and from the sound of it, he’s not only coming to, but actively fighting against gravity. When the feed turns back to him, he tries to push himself up off the floor, and only succeeds in rolling onto his back. His lips part into a snarl that’s half pained and half irritated.]

I told you to go away. [His voice is barely audible, and every word sounds like it’s coated in rust. Hayley's, on the other hand, is saccharine even in it's pity. ]

You really should know by now. That never works on teenagers.

[ooc; pink for Hayley & green for Todd! replies can be directed at either!]

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[ Hayley waits on a lot of things- largely because waiting is easy. because it's a matter of knowing how things will pan out and having your response ready. when she cuts the feed, communicator stuffed into her back pocket, her weight shifts- and Hayley hops up to sit on one of the benches. her legs dangle, swing idly, but her attention stays on the alien some few inches away- breathing slowly. ]

And for the record?
I. Told. You. So.

[He growls through clenched teeth, struggling to pull himself upright. While he's grabbing at the table, he shoots her a glare so icy that it could flash-freeze steam.]

[Suffice to say that he doesn't much feel like talking at the moment, least of all with her.]

[ her attention appears to wander, sliding over the myriad bottles and notes across the table at her side. she doesn't touch anything- but she certainly looks like she might. ]

I'm saving your life here. It's not my fault you wound up in this mess.

Where are you?

[ Hesitant, because even if he's been studying the guy, he'd rather not meet said giant alien in person. ]

[ oh well isn't that a surprise. you weren't exactly who she was expecting. ]

Science department. [ her gaze swings backwards, looking off screen, and down at the levels below. ] He's got his own lab up here.

[ He probably should've guessed that, but he's kind of stalling. ]

What happened? And is anyone on their way?

Dunno. [ there's a shrug of her shoulders before her gaze sweeps back around. ]

And he fainted. Because apparently even giant man-eating aliens think they have no limits.

[ Wow, is she ever not sassy? ]

Has he... eaten anything lately?

[ Almost afraid to ask. And yes, he's totally going to try to armchair this via video. He can just have the teenage girl deal with the scary alien on his behalf, right? ]

[IF HE WAS THAT KIND OF GUY..

HE'D START A SLOW CLAP.]

What's going on down there?

What are you doing?

[He hauls his upper body onto the table top, trying to find his feet beneath him as he does. He turns his head back to the matter at hand, a hiss of frustration escaping him. He has only the slightest sense of how long he was out, and no strength left to save his work on his retrovirus, should it even be salvageable.]

[But, at the very least, he's not lying down on the job. It's not much, but if there's anything he's found in the past year, it's that you hold onto what little dignity that you can.]

... Why. [It's not even a question any more. She doesn't directly reap the benefits of his continued existence. She shouldn't have any reason to save him from anything.]

You mean anyone?

Considering he looks like that, I'm going with no.

Other than a giant passed out alien?

Snooping.

[ she knew these encryptions would come in handy. it isn't that she's doing anything particularly interesting, particularly untoward- but she doesn't trust Tate's impulses, and never has. ]

Come get me?

Yes, that's what I meant. [ The annoyed 'of course' is implied. Gosh, Hayley, so rude. ]

Do you know what he was up to before he passed out? I mean - do you think it's just hunger?

[ it's there that she's drawn up short. Hayley doesn't have an answer. or rather, she has several that are small, but like most things- matters she prefers to play close to the chest. her elbows come forward to rest on her knees, and the wisp of her form arches, bows, to close the distance between them in some way. she could answer, but she chooses to deliberately misunderstand. ]

You tell me. Your sense of self-preservation sucks.

[ his gaze roves over the experiment he'd been working so meticulously on, and Hayley hops down without another word, sneakers soundless on the floor. the whole room has a atmosphere she wouldn't call uncomfortable- but it sure as hell isn't hospitable. whether it's a declaration of trust or dominance, she turns her back on the Wraith all the same. ]

Can I save any of this, or is it pretty much fucked?

[ shhhh just be quiet and bask in it josh, or you'll have a whole week devoted to hugs. ]

No idea. But I mean hey, it can't be noxious fumes because I'm not dead yet. So that's promising, right?

Not necessarily.

Are you safe? [ Because if it is hunger, it seems a bit dumb to hang around the guy who eats human beings. Just saying. ]

[ gee whiz what a novel question, she hasn't considered that while she's been in a biolab with a life-force eating homicidal alien-

oh wait. she has.

hayley glances down at the wraith's hunched over form, and the pause is notable. but when her gaze snaps back up to the feed, the nonchalance is almost obnoxious. ]

Totes.

Pretty sure he's still dying though.
So like, are you checking on me, or, are you going to come do your Florence Nightengale thing?

Wow, Florence Nightengale, really? That is so clever of you.

[ And yes, he is kind of mostly checking on her, but - he's hardly one to judge a monster at face value. Well, he is, but sometimes it occurs to him that that's an awfully hypocritical thing to do, and this is one of those times. That and she's clearly not leaving. ]

I'm not even sure what I could do to help. I mean, his physiology is - [ Now's not the time for a science tangent, man, focus. ] Fine. Yeah, okay, I'll be there in a few. Do me a favor and don't get eaten in the meantime.

A lot of things don't work on teenagers! And sometimes, they go away when you don't tell them to!

[Very cheerful. The fact that an alien was out cold doesn't seem to faze her at all. That is, until - ]

Do you need any help?

[ Wow he can totally feel the hesitation here. Are we scared of the big bad alien? ]

Would you like some assistance?

[ what....... ]

Whatever have you gotten up to?

[Guide uses the table edge to ease himself into what may have once been a swivel chair before the rest of the lab took it over. He closes his eyes and waits for the room to stop turning on its own, kneading his temples with his off hand.]

There's a cooling unit in the corner opposite of me. Put the samples in there.

[Helpfully, he doesn't say whether or not that will preserve them, but it's as much of an answer as she'll get.]

[ she really does love having this filter ability now ]

Just curious I guess.

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