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Who: anyone in the Medibay, but mostly Keto, Tara, Jessie (Alpha and Beta) and Chrizla (sort of). Where: if I need to tell you this, then you didn't read the previous list. When: Just read the snip, all right? <snip> Tara heard a sudden yell of surprised anger from over the far side of the room. She glanced up just in time to see Keto, having just opened a large ointment cabinet, being knocked the floor by a pair of Jessies as they tumbled out of what looked to be a secret passageway hidden behind it. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY SECRET ESCAPE ROU..." began Keto, until he spotted Tara listening in and hurriedly continued, "...my...secret...hidden room with the things I need to treat these patients?" <end snip>   “Er…” Jessie Alpha
started, then stopped as she saw the expression on his face. It was obviously not a good time for embarrassed explanations. One of the nurses, who the Jessies vaguely recognised, came up to them. “Something wrong Sir?” The ‘twins’ decided, as one, that they were not likely to find any help here, and took the opportunity to try to slip out of the rather hectic medibay, leaving Tara and the other man - who was clearly supposed to be her superior - to their impending argument.   They pushed past various patients, not-so-patiently awaiting treatment, and had almost reached the door when Alpha caught sight of a familiar (if rather paler than usual) face. “Chrizla!” she cried, running over to him. He was unconscious, and clearly had been
for some weeks. Beta turned in annoyance. “Birdie, come ON!” she said, frustrated. “Or do you want us to be like this for rest of our life?” She turned to leave, and Alpha followed, reluctantly, as they heard a bellow from the apoplectic doctor: "I WANT MY MEDIBAY BACK!" “You have to admit though,” she said, catching up, “it could be an advantage – ” she paused as the doctor let out another roar of fury. “ – when we find…Sandra.” Beta turned on her as soon as they exited the over-crowded room. “Do you really think that either of us could possibly survive seeing ourself killed? When…” Jessie hesitated, having trouble bringing herself to even say it. “…Nick died…I – we, sorry – we almost lost it. Imagine how much worse it would be. And she will try. You know that.” Alpha hung her head in embarrassment. “Sorry.” Then she looked up at her other self, unrepentant, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “You were thinking exactly the same thing.” The other shook her head in defeat, then turned and started walking down the corridor. “Come on, lets go see if we can find someone who can help us. We’re certainly not going to find them here.” <tag Trisees> Send instant messages to your online friends http://au.messenger.yahoo.com