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[Felix is sitting for this one, his lower body hidden, but the sharp-eyed might notice that his crutch is nowhere in sight. His uniform is also gone for good (for now). He's at the long metal table in his barracks, and the surface is absolutely covered with wires, cables, microchips... It looks like he's dismantled an entire fleet's worth of communicators.

He seems a little annoyed about it.]

Does anyone have a spare computer they could lend me? Or even just a motherboard and a serial port connector cable.

[Private to Dr. McCoy]

I think I'm starting to get the hang of it now, Doc. I... thank you, really. It's a big improvement.

[Private to Sarah Connor]

You said you're Gaius's Warden, didn't you? We should talk sometime.

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I'll deliver it. Cabin fifteen level five, yes?

((OOC: Is it all right for Narvin to have noticed that Felix's cabin is next door to his? If you'd rather not--if Felix is being secretive about letting people know where he lives--I can edit.))

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[...Although Felix does look slightly alarmed by it.] Uh... Yes. Five-fifteen.

I'll be there within half an hour.

[It doesn't take that long to gather the things Felix requested, and it certainly doesn't take that long to walk next door. But Narvin uses the extra time to quickly plant his bug and create a one-way link to his surveillance computer. With the bug he'll have complete remote access to the loaned computer, so long as Felix doesn't find it and disengage it.

Twenty-five minutes later, he knocks on Felix's door.]

[Felix has spent the interim continuing to mess with his communicator, hoping, despite what all the others are saying, to come up with something useful. After 25 minutes, though, he's more frustrated than ever, and pretty relieved when he hears the knock. He goes to the door and swings open the hatch for Narvin.]

I'm sorry, I can't say I remember your name. I appreciate you coming, though.

[If Narvin saw him around in his first few weeks, the difference should be quite pronounced now: the crutch really is gone entirely, and although he's still limping slightly, it looks to be on two legs. Behind him, the table is still covered with parts, and now it can be seen that he was actually taking the communicator apart while he was still talking on it, the back cover lying halfway across the table, its insides tumbling away from the screen.]

Narvin. [He leaves off the "Coordinator of the CIA" part, since announcing that he's a spy while handing over a bugged computer would be like asking for Felix to be extra suspicious.]

I was a technician once, so I understand and appreciate a scientifically curious mind.

[Of course, CIA would be entirely meaningless to him, but it's cool, he's paranoid anyway. At least he finally recognizes the person who's been living next door to him this whole time.]

Oh, of course. Felix.

It seems like there are quite a few of us on this ship. The... technologically-minded, I mean. [But the way he says it, it doesn't necessarily sound like a good thing.] I was a communications officer before this.

[Narvin nods instead of offering a hand to shake as he finds the human custom rather distasteful.]

A fair number of them, yes. I specialized in computer engineering and temporal mechanics.

[He cocks his head at Felix's odd tone.]

You have...mixed feelings about scientists?

No. Of course not. [Slightly. But he doesn't want to talk about that. He's more interested in...]

I'm sorry, did you say temporal mechanics?

My people are called Time Lords. And I assure you it's not simply an honorific. There are six of us on the Barge at this time. Or five if you count the two Doctors as the same person.

Your... people. I don't understand. You're not human?

[WELL, FRAK.]

Certainly not. We look superficially similar, but our interior physiology is far superior.

[Oh, another race of physiologically superior beings that look human but have advanced technology? No big-- WAIT, YES BIG DEAL.

Technically, Felix doesn't appear to react, but his expression is instantly frozen. He stares at Narvin for a second in private, horrified fury... Then swings into automatic action, his voice and movements seemingly calm, but hasty.]

Right. Well. Thank you for bringing these things by. I'm sure they'll be a big help.

[And now you're leaving, Narvin.]

[Narvin notices the sudden dismissal, but isn't sure of the reasons behind it. Still, he's done what he came to do.]

Contact me when you're finished with them, and I'll retrieve them.

Of course. [And then he locks the door, and now he's going to examine the borrowed equipment until he's satisfied it doesn't have any horrible alien viruses on it.

...For better or worse, it will take him quite some time to find the horrible alien virus that is on it!]

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