Revelations Chapter Six

OOC - This JP has been brought to you by Chris/Phil and Becca/Amber.
Wow, it's been a while since the last one! Hope they are just as good
as way back when. It's certainly long enough. :D
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Who: Amber, Phil
Where: Amber's Quarters
When: Snip plz
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---- Snip ----
"oh ..it is you.." At this point regular Phil popped his head round
thye door frame smiling
"BOO sorry hunny could not resist..Thought I'd stop by to...why you
been crying...?"
--- End Snip ----
Amber scowled at the head of security, coincidentally the man was also
her father. The father she had disowned when he had sent her up to
Deck 13.
"Why? Taken an interest in me again now I've committed murder on New
France?" She spat at Phil.
"Now theres no need for that young lady, I've mearly come over to see
how you are.." said Phil, actually looking hurt at his daughters
remark.There was a brief flicker of mental anguish as she saw the look
on her fathers face. It was enough to break through the frail mental
barrier that had kept her from falling apart. She rushed forwards and
hugged her dad.
"They made me do it! I don't want to be evil again! I didn't want to.
Please don't send me back to Deck 13! Please!" She sobbed into her
dad's red security shirt.
"Shhhh that's ok..." He said hugging her. Even MP looked like he was
going to cry.
"Eee" He said holding out what looked like a half eaten kebab to
Amber. She just smiled and said:
"No thanks mini-dad. You can finish it" To which he did. In one go.
Phil was about to say something when he got a stabbing pain to his
head. Then he said.
"Testing. Testing. Is this bloody thing on? I bet it isn't you
Muppet." Amber broke away from hugging her father and looked at him,
confusion etched on her face.
"What?" She said, more then slightly bemused.
"Ermm... I have no idea what that was. Sounded like... Well more felt
like someone was trying to communicate with me. Like when the
archivers have done in the past... The future... Well, you know.
Anyway it's gone now. What you doing for dinner?" Amber looked
concerned for a moment and then decided that she should leave the
complicated temporal smeg to Rufus. She smiled at her dad.
"I have a graveyard shift today. Been on them for a while. Don't like
being around people much at the moment after... well... after the
whole Hymenopterra thing. Maybe another day though. I'll come for
Sunday dinner with you and mum?" Phil smiled at Amber.
"Sure I'll hold you that or you'll be on midget duty for a week..." He
paused for a moment, and looked around. "Where is the little bugger
anyway? Oh gahahah" He said grabbing his head again. Standing up this
time Phil's voice went all funny again. This time sounding like it was
coming through a dodgy Microphone "Hell...hello? anyone there... I
swear if this thing not working I'll kick you so hard in the
goolies... Give me visual input Now!... Ahh there we go. Hello young
lady. Long time no see" Amber stared at her father.
"What?" She said. Blatantly confused.
"Ermm... I have no idea what that was..." Phil said, rubbing his
temples. "I'm about to go and do something I have never willingly done
before........ I'm going to the medi-bay... Oh and by the way, MP has
one of your bra's on his head." Amber flushed an embarrassed shade of
pink and grabbed the bra, shoving it back in a draw.
"Ok, well good luck dad. Hope it goes ok. Mum'll look after you." She
grabbed MP my the collar and hoisted him out of her quarters before he
got his hands on Mel's stuff.
---- Meanwhile ----
The man sitting in the comms chair stood up.
"Well that went much better then we thought... The comms link was
established. Cant say how long it will hold though. We need to get
there as soon as possible. I just hope our Gift will go down well.
Those Hymnoneptra will NOT be allowed to Cross me and live."
<Tag on the first part and TBC on the meanwhile>