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Valerie Bell is lounging around in front of the Cooper house, waiting for someone who looks vaguely in charge to wander by.

Until then, she's shamelessly showing off her mutant powers by juggling innumerable chunks of dirt with twelve glowing white tentacles.

Hey, it's an excercise in coordination! Right. Yep. Uh-huh.

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"Oh hell no," she says, crossing her arms and glaring. "You come near me with a fucking test tube and I'll ram it up your ass, you hear?"

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Byers goes o_o!

Hopefully: "What about a Q-Tip?"

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"No Q-tips, either."

:|.

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"Oh."

Beat.

"Okay."

Beat.

"You're not kidding, right?"

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"Well, I might be kidding about the test-tube ass-ramming," she admits. "But not about the rest, no."

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That.

Is.

AWESOME.

"Is there anyone else from your school here?" he asks, cautiously.

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On the one hand, lying's a leeetle bit icky.

On the other hand, Marley would kick her ass.

...actually, ticking Marley off is fun!

"Yeah," she says sunnily. "But--" because her sense of self-preservation may be vestigial, but it still exists-- "you want more info you'll have to dig 'em up and ask 'em yourself."

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It's that comment that makes Byers' expression shift into a very coy, very smirky one.

"Oh, I will, you can be sure of that."

NOBODY can get a story like John Byers.

... except maybe Frohike.

BUT STILL.

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Valerie thinks of Marley, considers the man before her, and giggles.

"Good fucking luck with that," she tells him mock-solemnly.