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So, she's never walked downstairs from her room and had her clothing suddenly change before. Jenny hasn't left Milliways since the disaster on New Thal and every day has been about the same for her: running, reading, studying, spending time with Bart if he's around.

But clothing changes? Yeah. So very new.

Her eyes glance downward at the change. Her trousers are now practically skin tight and laced up the side of her legs, exposing her pale skin. Black boots go up just to her knees and that white shirt she's wearing is too tight, too short, and too low cut. There are heavy gold braces on each wrist and her eyes widen.

Hands go up through her hair, now down and partially braided. There's some sort of cloth covering it and she wrinkles her nose.

But when Jenny sees the sword hanging off her waist, her eyes light up. Brilliant!

[tiny tag: jenny, teddy altman]

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The pirate speak is actually mildly frustrating. Jenny frowns a little, taking a step back and eying Teddy curiously.

"Are you sure you can't speak normally?"

"I be tryin' t'speak like a landlubber, but it seems t'be the standarrrd of t'day. Wait--hold down t'fort a second."

He whispers something to the bar, and a voice changer shaped like something Jenny might be familiar with (http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/cubegoodies/A929%20/) appears. It recieves a scowl from Teddy, however.

"I be not sure that contraption be any betarrr, Barrr."

It's nothing Jenny's familiar with. Daleks don't exist for her, not yet. She stares at it, confusion growing.

Landlubber? Contraption?

"What?"

"It be--" Teddy puts it on.

"I can talk like-a normal person EX-TER-MI-NATE! No more pi-rate speeeeak!" Teddy's voice comes out rather staccato and electronic. "Is this al-right?"

Jenny giggles, clutching her sides as she laughs. She's really not sure which sounds more ridiculous: the pirate speak or this.

"I think Bar definitely has a sense of humour today!"

"I think you are right Jen-E!" Teddy sighs, which, thankfully comes out human. "How much long-er do you think it will last."

"I don't know," she answers honestly. "I've never experienced anything like this before."

"By mid-night, may-Be? I don-T want this to last."

"I don't think everyone is talking funny, if that helps. I'm not."

"Then why am Iiiiii?" He wails, the electronic sound horrible compared to a normal human voice.

Jenny shrugs, wincing at the sound the voice synthesizer makes.

"I don't know."

Teddy leans onto the bar, crosses his arms and lays his head on them.

"It-Ts not fair. O-oh Well."

It's not fair. Those words remind her of the conversation she had with Cavilo. She hugs herself tightly as memories of Voule's death come racing back.

"Yeah," she whispers. "But it could be worse."

"Yeah," Teddy says, thinking of the war, and of his torture. "It could be worse." He wants to give her a hug, but... "Do you want a hug?"

Jenny shakes her head. If he hugs her, there's a good chance he'll hear everything.

"It's okay. I think I'll be fine."

Teddy nods. He's not entirely sure Jenny would want to hear his, either. But it never hurts to check.

"You sure? You don't lOOk very fIne. And SAy-ing that isn't goi-ng to STOP me from wor-rE-ing." He tucks a lock of stray hair back from her face, carefully not touching any skin. "That's what fa-mi-ly do-ES."

She smiles softly at that. "Really?"

Teddy smiles too. "Yes. Fa-mi-ly CAres. It's our job. To give and Care."

"I like that," she answers, smile growing a little.

And then it dampers. "I really am okay, though."

Because Jenny does not want to discuss Voule anymore. At all.

"Al-right. That's good. I'm gl-ad."

He smiles, acting relieved. He knows how that goes. And he's not going to start being a hypocrite now.

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