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Hey everyone. Now that you mention it, I'm going to be a little busy, too. What, does school/university start now on the other side of the world? I've just got a lot of assignments due, and one of them, which is worth 60% of my Latin grade, is due next week. Yes, I have started - eight months ago. Also I have other commitments like martial arts and work to keep up with, and planning a party...you know...just stuff. So, see you all around...sometime.   Claudia AKA Mel StratumOnion <theonion770@...> wrote: Who: Chris Harris and Ambassador Seymour NiplesWhere: Crash landing on MarsWhen: just before Keto's post<snip>"Do you see that pub there?" Seymour pointed."Now is not the time to go for a beer Seymour!""Tsk. When have you ever heard of me wanting to `go for a beer'? Imean AVOID that pub!""Ah yeah!"Only several metres from the ground now, the gravity pulling on theship was too much to change direction, but Chris could still bank. Hetwisted the ship onto it's side to narrowly avoid the pub. A side winghowever split a picnic table in half, and spilled Phil's beer.<end snip>As the ship twisted, Seymour fell to the right-hand side of the ship's bridge. Chris fell too, landing on top of him."Aren't you piloting?" Seymour asked in a panicked moment as every other loose object on the bridge slid their way."I'm
supposed to be, but I can't reach the controls!" Chris said.The ship was totally out of control, it twisted further, pushing the pair both now onto the ship's ceiling. The ship barell rolled even further and chose this moment to hit the ground. The angled roof dug deep into the soft Martian turf, but the friction didn't stop the ship, it took a merely slowed it down and persuaded the ship to do a short turn, angling neatly around the pub giving everyone inside a good view of the crash.A hatch opened. The first thing to exit was a cloud of relieved gas, then came a more relieved Seymour. Who pulled himself out and plopped to the ground. Harris came out too and dropped next to the Ambassador, wheezing from the smoke. After almost an eternity, both of them had regained their breath and the realisation of this dramatic event had settled in. But they still remained laid on the floor. It just seemed like the
easiest thing to do at the moment.Then Chris pointed up into the sky. "Look. Blue Midget!" He said relieved. "It's nice to know they're rescuing us already!". Luckily the ship also contained the Blue Dwarf's Chief Medical officer, although he didn't know this at the time.Seymour sat upright. "Damn and blast it! I've crashed the Queen's ship! I'm out of a job!""Don't worry Seymour, she doesn't care. She's only interested in the wad of cash it was insured for."Seymour admitted this was true, but surveyed the damage. He wondered if he could still get away with giving this to Keto. He looked at the mile-long wreckage. "Hmm… I wonder how fussy Dr Keto is about the condition of his ships…"At that moment they heard a moan from the front of the ship. Seymour limped around to see someone trapped in the wreckage of the smashed up front end."Quickly Mister Harris!" Seymour said. "I believe we've run
someone down!""Only one?" said Harris under his breath. "Must be a record!"He looked and saw Seymour helping a half crushed man, who looked very pale."Um… Seymour… should you be helping that man? He looks a little…grey.""I'm not surprised! We an him over, we have a duty to help him.""Are you sure that's wise? He looks …. Dead.""Yes. Poor guy. We need to get him an ambulance.""No I mean he looks… should he be making those horrible moaning noises?" said Chris."I think we crushed his legs. He's probably loosing a lot of blood." Said Seymour. "There there" He said to the man. "Don't move, you'll just cause yourself further ….injury."Seymour stood gobsmacked as the man had writhed so much that he had detached his body from his legs, and was now pulling himself towards Seymour. "I say old boy, steady on!" The zombie started moaning and drooling at the mouth, which Seymour now realised
was stitched up."Mister Harris…" Seymour said, stepping away from the zombie."Yes Seymour?""I'm going to say something that is beneath me, and I wouldn't normally say." There was a pause. "Let's go to the pub."They ran to the pub just as Keto landed directly on top of it.<OOC- tag anyone!>
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