p style="text-align: center;" data-p-id="29d8223fc39f2869b44ec3023cfcdc2b"Unfortunately for Sirenia, the Doctor had cameras around the TARDIS, just to watch over things in case someone was there who wasn't supposed to be. And he watched as she stumbled down the hall, clutching her stomach, grimacing in pain. br /"Can you do a scan on her?" The Doctor asked the TARDIS. "Let's see what's going on."br /em"Very well, My Thief." /emHe went over to a monitor and looked at the scans. He could see her cells being reformed and changed. br /"What are they changing into?" A green bar scanned across the screen several times, the Doctor's hands getting sweatier and sweatier every second. He wasn't sure why. This girl hated him with a passion. But here he was trying to save her. She was one of the last, the only one in this entire universe who understood many of the feelings he was going through after the Time War. Even though she hated him, he couldn't lose her. Finally, the machine beeped, and the word emunclear /empopped up on the screen. Even the TARDIS didn't know what DNA was being mixed in and replacing her Oceanic DNA. The Doctor /"Somebody's not telling me something. And I want to find out who."/p
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p style="text-align: center;" data-p-id="e76ec302a93906efb37337b95727f952"Sirenia stumbled down the hall, into her room, and flopped onto her bed, panting, a stabbing pain still in her stomach, chest, and head. Something was definitely messing with her DNA. But what? She went over to a monitor that had been set up in her room and did a scan on herself. The TARDIS showed her that something was getting into her Oceanic cells, and rewriting them! She subconsciously lifted her hand, and saw that the blueness was fading, changing to a light pale. She gasped, then held it to her chest. She touched her hair, and lifted it to see that it was becoming less white, more blonde. She dashed down to the closet, ignoring the aches, and dug through it. She found black fingerless gloves that hid her hands, the rest of her except her face covered. Maybe she could use some paint or something to stay blue. The less she looked strange, the less the Doctor worried and the more he would leave her alone. Then she found a pair of scissors. She looked in a mirror at her now pale, but clearly, blonde hair. This had to be done. She took her long braid, and cut it. Right at the nape of her neck where the beanie stopped, she cut her hair. She felt tears prick her eyes as the braid fell limp in her hand and the little hair she had left tickle the back of her neck. An Oceanic woman always had long hair. It was considered a sin to have cut your hair short, especially as short as she had it. And she was supposed to be the princess. br /Sirenia buried the braid in the pocket of a long coat, hoping it would never be found there. She took off her beanie and looked at her hair. It was short, only falling to about her jawline. It was uneven, and it was growing less and less white by the minute. She covered it back up with the beanie, and stalked out of the closet. br /"Sirenia?" She turned and saw Rose standing there in a pair of white and blue striped pj pants and a white t-shirt. She looked at Sirenia /"Your hair..." she whispered. Sirenia nodded. "It was so beautiful. Why did you cut it? And your skin..."br /"It was a nuisance to braid every morning." Sirenia said swiftly, ignoring the question about her skin. "So I just cut it. What do you think?" Rose looked /"It-it looks, nice." She said slowly. Sirenia sighed and toss her /"What do you need, Rose?" Rose sighed and led her down to her bedroom, where she plunked on to the bed. br /"Well, I left my boyfriend Mickey back on Earth, then didn't come back until a year later, and now I'm planning on staying in the TARDIS. Yet, I don't feel like its right. Did you ever have a problem like this?" Sirenia thought back into her mind, and shook her /"I had love once, but he wasn't as much trouble as your Mickey sounds like." Sirenia told Rose. "I think you should just watch where your life leads. Why worry about decisions when things can just happen?" She bent down and put her hand on Rose's shoulder comfortingly. "Don't you worry. It'll all work out. I promise." Rose smiled a little meekly. br /"Thanks, Sirenia. I needed that." Sirenia got up to leave, when... "Oh, and Sirenia?" br /"Yes Rose?"br /"I'd suggest getting some sort of face cream or something. The Doctor's going to be worried if he sees you like this." Sirenia /"Yeah, I bet." Then she went back to her room, not feeling like chuckling at all. /p
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