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[nitro_is_ace]

Ace is, in a phrase, Not Best Pleased. It's not that she's unfamiliar with mental constructs as computing devices - her universe (this universe, this post-war universe she probably will never visit again except by proxy) is full of them. Cybermen, the Matrix on Gallifrey, that freakishly disturbing... person, on the Gamestation... This is not a

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[riversinger]

There's a slight tingle as they cross over the threshold of River's door. Beyond is a marble floor and a dark wood hallway, finely appointed, looking for all the world like a proper library.

"Come along, right this way. My office is just a few doors down. And CAL should be here any -- ah, yes! Hello, dear."

A small girl appears at the end of the hallway.

"Hallo, River. I'm showing an unrecognised acquisition in sector seven." To Ace, her tone a bit less mechanical and more that of a child's. "Hallo. Are you visiting from Milliways?"

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace tenses, almost automatically, at the appearance of the young girl.

Her history with little girls during adventures is... long. And disturbing.

If this one says anything about Java, she is so out of here.

"Y'could say that." The wound-up pyro replies, warily.

[riversinger]

River smiles. "CAL, this is Ace. She's a friend. Also, a Time Lord, like the Doctor."

CAL's face brightens. "Oh! Do you have a TARDIS too?"

"CAL is the Library's catalogue. And also the founder's grand daughter. She's been my friend for a very long time." The affection in River's gaze as she looks at the girl would be apparent, even without the cheeky wink.

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace is trying to relax, but phrases like 'also the founder's granddaughter' really really don't help. Still, she's at least been brought up to be polite, if nothing else. Though, when one is basically brought up by a slightly renegade Time Lord, one usually can come up with something better than 'nothing else'.

"I haven't one in this where an' when." She replies, both polite and honest.