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were_lemurTwo things Ace is very good at.
The Doctor tsked gently as she pulled the canister of Nitro-9 from her backpack. "Ace, when will you listen to me about not manufacturing high explosives aboard the TARDIS."
"Next time, Professor," she said, and ostentatiously crossed her fingers. "I promise."
"Of course," he said. "But since you insist on disobeying my instructions yet again, I'd prefer you dispose of such a dangerous substance here, in the relative safety of the desert, rather than bring it back with us."
She grinned. "Right here, against this inconveniently placed wall, seems like a good spot."
"Exactly what I was thinking, Ace."
The Doctor tsked gently as she pulled the canister of Nitro-9 from her backpack. "Ace, when will you listen to me about not manufacturing high explosives aboard the TARDIS."
"Next time, Professor," she said, and ostentatiously crossed her fingers. "I promise."
"Of course," he said. "But since you insist on disobeying my instructions yet again, I'd prefer you dispose of such a dangerous substance here, in the relative safety of the desert, rather than bring it back with us."
She grinned. "Right here, against this inconveniently placed wall, seems like a good spot."
"Exactly what I was thinking, Ace."
