RE: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Nude Rescue

Who:- Katrina Salter, Mk 8, Trisee's, Seymour, Lustbader, Jenny
Where:- The French Prison building air ducts
When:- After the group in New Paris split up, and Jenny attacked Jay.
Katrina, ran wildly around the complex. The group had split up hours ago,
after catapaulting themselves across the river and Jay and Katrina had
agreed to be the team to search the Prison complex for the weapons. An hour
ago though, Jay had vanished and now, she was in a panic, trying to find
him, or find a way to get some help.
She burst outside and collided with a man she recognised. A man who
seemingly, didn't intened on helping her to her feet. Lawrence Trisee's
glanced down at the woman who was currently laid out on the floor by his
feet. "Oh goody..." he muttered "More incompetance"
"Oh thank god" said Katrina, getting back on her feet "You're Blue
Dwarfer's, you have to help me!"
"Help you do what?" Lustbader asked, still covering his genitals.
Katrina raised an eyebrow at the naked man, then spotted the unconcious
Seymour. "Niple's has ginger pube's eh? Figures..., look I need help, I was
here with Chrysler, but he vanished about an hour ago, I'm really worried he
might be hurt."
"We can but hope" Trisee's offered, chirpily.
"Hey! You'll regret that if he's dead!"
"I really won't" replied Trisee's, "But relax, he's probably just found
something shiny to gawp at"
"What are you trying to say?" Katrina replied, offended.
"Just that the man you obviously have affections for is a moron, we'll be
better off without him"
"Take that back!"
"Ok. You're both morons"
"Wait a minute..." Mk 8 said "Miss Bond was about to kill Seymour right?"
"What's your point?" Lustbader asked, forgetting to cover himself up for a
moment.
"Well, it would make sense, that if it was her intention to kill him, that
she might stop anyone else from rescuing him"
"We wern't here to rescue anyone! We didn't know there were any Dwarfers in
this prison!" Katrina protested
"Miss Bond may not have known that...or even if she did, it's reasonable to
assume you'd find out he was here and attempt a rescue."
"So what are you getting at?" Trisee's asked, shifting Seymours weight from
one shoulder to the other.
"Don't you think it would make sense she'd want the missions most senior
officer out of the picture if she didnt want it to succeed?"
"If she didnt want the mission to succeed she should have let Chrysler carry
on"
"You don't like him do you?" Katrina asked
"Whatever gave you that idea?" Trisee's snapped "Nice to know the people who
do like him lack the intelligence to know better"
"Look, I don't care what your feelings for Jay are, we need to find him!"
She should have saved her breath, at this moment, a figure fell from the air
duct just inside the complex' door and stumbled to his feet.
"Did I miss something?" Jay asked, a little confused, and still concussed.
"JAY!" Katrina yelled, and darted over to him, throwing her arms around his
neck. She realised what she'd done, and then pulled herself away, embarrased
"Ahem...pleased to have you back Commander..."
She turned away, and Jay glanced over to Lustbader and mouthed the words
"She wants me" silently.
"Wonderful" said Trisee's, sarcastically "You're not dead..."
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-----Original Message-----
From: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of scutter_2
Sent: 28 May 2006 15:10
To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Nude Rescue
Who: Mk.8, Trisees, Jenny, Seymour, Eric
When: After last post
Where: Prison complex
Mk.8 and Trisees had weaved their way through the vast maze of almost
identical buildings, and came across a large grey monolith of a
building, with a fluro-pink neon sign saying 'Prison Complex'.
"Subtle" said Mk.8
"Maybe they were afraid they might lose it otherwise." said Trisees
They moved towards the gaping maw that was the doorway.
The sounds of yelling and screaming came from inside.
"What the hell is going on in there?" asked Trisees out loud
Mk.8 chuckled to himself
"Maybe they've all gone insane from Seymour's incessant bitching"
They moved through the security with little trouble. Most of the
guards were running frantically for the exit. The pair continually
looked around trying to determine what the hell was going on. They
eventually cam upon the shower area; a large room with a walkway
around the perimeter, about 4 metres in the air, on which several
guards and six very large chickens were jumping about trying to escape.
"...the hell?" they both said.
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Jenny had been lying in the air ducts above the showering area for
about 2 hours, biding her time, being forced to watch countless naked,
hairy, and sometimes fat men get blasted with hoses. She wasn't
enjoying the experience. At last, she saw Seymour stumble awkwardly
out into the middle, clutching his crotch, avoiding all eye contact.
"Aha, you're mine now, bas..."
She was cut off by a scream, and she shot her attention to a man lying
on the walkway, violently scratching his arms, and slowly transformed
into a bird.
Then, not unnaturally, hysteria broke out.
"Terrific. Now's my chance." she said.
She pounded the vent cover off, and leapt down, only 4 metres from
Seymour.
Slowly, quietly, she crept up on him, and drew her dagger.
"So long, Seymour." she murmured, drawing back the dagger, preparing
to strike.
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Mk.8 spotted Seymour, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room.
"Hey, Trisees. There he is."
Trisees looked over to where Mk.8 was pointing, and then quickly
turned away in disgust.
"Gee, thanks for the warning!" yelled Trisees
"Heh, sorry" said Mk.8 cheekily
At that point, Jenny dropped down behind Seymour, and she slyly crept
up on him.
"Isn't that Jenny?" Asked Trisees
Mk.8 quickly loaded up some of the nude pictures he had taken of Jenny
whilst in null space, and compared them to the person behind Seymour
Mk.8 chuckled more
"Heh, yep, that's her alright. Hey, what's with the knife?"
Mk.8 and Trisees watched as Jenny prepared to stab Seymour.
"Shit!" yelled Mk.8
"Quickly!" Trisees said, and they both made towards Jenny as fast as
possible.
She had already started to thrust forward, when both Mk.8 and Trisees
smashed into her with all their weight, bringing all of them to the
wet, slimy floor.
Jenny, although by no means a weak or fragile person, was knocked
unconscious by the force of the blow.
Seymour spun around and was so startled, he dropped his hands by his
sides.
Mk.8 looked back up at him.
"SEYMOUR! HANDS!"
"Huh? OH!" Seymour said, snapping his hands back to their original
position.
The group held their positions for a few seconds, trying to comprehend
the predicament they now found themselves in.
"Mk.8, you take Jenny. I'll take Seymour." said Trisees, slowly
standing up, and moving over to Seymour
"And about time too!" said Seymour
"I've had to have cold showers with hundreds of naked men for days
now. Do you have any idea" said Seymour, before being bludgeoned
unconscious by Trisees.
"Great!" said Mk.8 "Now we have TWO unconscious people to get back to
the ship."
The pair lumbered outside, carrying their charges, and found Eric
standing naked outside.
The three of them stood awkwardly, facing each other.
"Well, this is going REALLY bloody well, aint it." said Mk.8
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