Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Re: What a day!

  OOC. Prepare yourself, this is gonna be a long one. Well, sorta.   Who: Mel Where: Parrott's Bar When: That night   The music pumped to an ear-bursting level. The lights danced across the floor. Everyone was jumping up and down and yelling using their full lung capacity. All except one blonde woman sitting at the bar. It had been her third drink – strawberry champagne laced with rum. A personal favourite of hers. No one had really talked to her, but a few people gave her weird looks. They had never seen her before, but even if she wasn’t in disguise, they still wouldn’t have recognized her because she had only been here one day. One thing that her thoughts were stuck on was how that woman named Tara knew that she was a nurse. Had Tara recognised her before in the medibay? She wasn’t partial to admitting that she was an alcoholic. She told no one about the time when she was fifteen she nicked port from her uncle’s drink cabinet and
starting dancing on the table only wearing socks and an apron. She told no one about the time when she was twelve and drank behind a bush with three boys. In fact, she told everyone that she never tasted alcohol in her life. It was for her reputation. She didn’t want anyone to know about how she really is. Her alter ego. During work hours, a man-hating bitch queen from Hell. Afterwards, pigging out on rocky road ice cream and watching Austin Powers movies. No one knew about that side of her. The fun side. And she liked it that way. That’s why Melissa Stratum was wearing a blonde wig and heavy makeup to go and have a drink. Not because she particularly felt comfortable in a rubber mini skirt, but it was to – create the ‘feel’ of her. “Hey, Mel.” Mel practically jumped. There, on the bar stool next to her, sat a man with a long red wig and her nurse uniform - Callum Kochanski. “Sorry, I don’t think we’ve met.” “Oh, come on, I know it’s you!” “No, no, of course not!” She grabbed his collar and pulled their heads together. “How did you know?” she muttered through her teeth. “Just a guess.” She let go of him and continued
drinking. “Don’t tell anyone, okay?” He smiled his trademark grin. The coy one. “Listen, they’re still after me. It’s not safe in your quarters anymore. I need another place to hide. And this dress makes me look fat!” he laughed softly. Mel gulped down her
drink. “Look, sooner or later they’ll have to catch you. This is just a cat-and-mouse game. You’re going to get caught. And I can’t keep hiding you anymore. I have no reason to help you. You are a man. A man.” “I don't feel like one at the moment!" Mel looked him up and down. He actually did look ridiculous. She tried hard not to snigger. "Look, what is it that you’ve got against men, anyway?” Mel fazed out, remembering that awful night not so long ago. The alter, the hotel, the “I’m just going to the bathroom”, the maid… She shook her head and ‘poof’ went her flashback.   .:~*Later*~:.   Mel dragged CK down the hallway by his sleeve with a stern, solid look on her face. “So, how come you’re like that? The split personality thing? Why do you hide your fun side?” They
stopped outside Mel’s quarters and she dropped him on the ground, through the door. He looked up at her in pain. “I always have a fun side. I can be quite entertaining…when I want to.”   <tag CK>Becca <cedrada@...> wrote: Who: Tara, Mel, BobbyWhere: Medi-BayWhen: Snips are good~~~~~---- Snip ----> "Ty Vent?" he repeated?> "Uh, yes." Mel stuttered.> The man gave her a funny look and said, "You are one lumpy man. Get to work." And he left. Mel sighed with relief and then paused, realising that she and CK would have to put up the charade again the next day.---- End Snip ----Tara watched the exchange with growing annoyance. Holly it seemed, was completely useless, and the new 'gynacologist' was getting right on her nerves whilst she was trying to revise. She slammed down the books she was reading from and stormed over to where Mel/'Ty' was in a way that would have made even Dr Keto
proud."Bobby! As Deputy chief Medical Officer, and in Dr Keto's absence it is MY job to discipline staff! You will not shout at someone unless you have permission from myself or Keto. Understand?!" She barked, using her angry mother tone of voice. The sort of voice that no one can come back to, except maybe Trisees."Yes ma'am." He said and scowled, walking back to his desk and gazing longingly at a picture of a sheep on his desk. Tara made a note to introduce him to the goat loving midget that was her husbands clone."And as for you!" Tara barked, looking down on where Mel sat. "You are not a qualified nurse untill you have undergone training and exams. Holly should have sent you your paperwork last week. But it seems the senile computer is useless." Tara rummaged in a filing cabinate and pulled out a large stack of papers, dumping them infront of Mel. "Fill these out during the next few weeks and
report to either myself or Dr. Keto every day for training that will help you to fill out those forms and become a nurse." She breathed deeply, the anger spent and smiled at Mel. She then went around back to her revision, half an eye on what everyone was doing. A talent she had the twins to thank for.<Tag>
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