The cash will soon start rolling in

Who: Mel Where: Sleeping quarters When: After leaving the medibay   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   Mel turned away from him sharply and crossed her arms. "That's my business. Now I must leave." she barked in an official voice. Suddenly, her voice mellowed down as she said, "I'm going to Parrott's to get pissed," thinking that he wouldn't notice. But now he had some information about where she was going to be in nine hours. Mel walked out of the medibay, passing a man who had been injured quite badly [Joe]. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   Mel collapsed on her bed. "What a morning!" she sighed. What had she done? She had performed the Heimlich maneuvre on david Guest himself, hauled his unconscience body into the medibay, been practically
attacked by a man awakening from a coma and...she didn't want to admit the rest. She jumped out of bed and started walking in circles. "I mean, honestly! How could I have been so stupid? He's a man! The scum de la scum! How could I have even thought that..." She paused. Holly appeared on the screen. "Is this a bad time, Mel?" "Well, yes!" "Oh. Well, just wanted to say that you now have a job." "What?" Mel's face perked up. "Since you managed to save an officer's life, you have been considered a job in the medical field."   .:~*Later*~:.   "I'm a nurse! A nurse! I can't believe it! I have a job! I have responsibilities! I have money!" Mel half closed her eyes and started rubbing her hands together greedily. "Ohho, the cash will soon start rolling in." She began to imagine the luxuries she could soon afford... Ding! went a lightbulb in her mind. "Uh-oh." She realised that being a nurse wasn't easy. For the luxuries to appear, the cash has to roll in. For the cash to come rolling in, she has to be a good nurse. To be a good nurse, she'd have to know what she was doing. To know what she was doing, she had to be in control. To be in control, she had to stand the sights she would see and the things she would do. Injections, blood, organs, scalpels, enemas... "Hmm. This is going to be harder than I thought. Luckily it's Saturday. So what can I do to bum around?"   <tag anyone, or maybe not>Claudia Wilson <princess_is_here_77@...> wrote: Who: Mel and Callum Where: Medibay When: After last post `~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The room seemed familiar yet to Callum it was unknown to him as the young woman. "Who are you? Where are we? Who am I?"... Before the young woman could reply Callum grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it close to him, milimeters away from actually making contact. He kept tight hold as she tried to pull away and began to inspect every detail of her face. He looked at her, smelled her and touched her before making a conclusion.... "I don't know you".   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   Mel brushed invisible dust off her shoulder. "You don't seem to know yourself, for starters. What happened?" 'What are you thinking, Mel?' she asked herself. 'This is a man. A
man. The vermin of the universe. A filthy piece of distended rectum.' She looked at him. Just a poor, confused man. Just as it should be. But there was a disturbed innocence about him. Like a lost puppy. 'No, this is a man...a...oh no.' she thought. Mel took a closer inspection of him. The eyes, the hair, the nose...it could unmistakeably be...no, it couldn't be... "Stan?" The man seemed even more confused. "Stan? Stan, Stan, Stan. Who is Stan?" "No, how silly of me. You're not Stan. But you are a male, just like him." "A male...am I?" "I'm not too sure myself." Mel chuckled softly. Suddenly, she straightened up and cleared her throat. "Seeing as how you've recovered, you are to go back to work immediately." He just sat there, his head tilted to one side in a curious way. "Where do I work?" "You
should be well aware of that you, you, you..." Mel took a minute to think of an insult. "...man. And don't think for one minute I've gone all soft and soggy on you. You're just a man." "Who are you, anyway?" He tilted his head to one side in a curious way. Something about him was so wholesome. He reminded Mel of when she visited Earth and stayed in a hotel. As the sun rose through the cream curtains, the room felt yellow, warm - whole. But at the same time, he reminded her of Stan. A deceitful man. She felt...ambivalent towards him. He looked at the nametag sewed onto her shirt. "Stratum, eh?" Mel turned away from him sharply and crossed her arms. "That's my business. Now I must leave." she barked in an official voice. Suddenly, her voice mellowed down as she said, "I'm going to Parrott's to get pissed," thinking that he wouldn't notice. But now he had
some information about where she was going to be in nine hours. Mel walked out of the medibay, passing a man who had been injured quite badly [Joe]. <tag Callum>   OOC. I had to write this twice! Aarrgghh!callum_armour1 <callum_armour1@...> wrote: Who: Callum Kochanski, Mel StratumWhere: The medibayWhen: A while after Mel's postPeacefull, he was Peacefull. That was the funny thing about a coma, it was so peacefull. Beyond sleep yet still aware at time's and yet not aware at all. It was confusing. No sense of time, or space or thought had touched his mind for over 4 months and yet now he was thinking again, Callum Kochanski was thinking again.And there was a presence near by, the smell of purfume and even someone touching his
hand. Callum was feeling and thinking again but his thoughts were wild and unfamiliar. He opened his eyes, like opening his eyes for the very first time, only to see a very long-missed sight. The woman standing above him with brown hair. "Kristine?" CK said as he began to smile. The woman stared back at him blankly and in a split moment Callum realised that this was not his sister but infact a complete stranger. "Where am I?" He shouted in fear as he lept out of bed... The room seemed familiar yet to Callum it was unknown to him as the young woman. "Who are you? Where are we? Who am I?"... Before the young woman could reply Callum grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it close to him, milimeters away from actually making contact. He kept tight hold as she tried to pull away and began to inspect every detail of her face. He looked at her, smelled her and touched her before making a conclusion.... "I don't
know you".   __________________________________________________Do You Yahoo!?Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com __________________________________________________Do You Yahoo!?Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com