*Action* - "Something is released"

***Action***OOC
-I'm not replacing Andy/Jay's planned plot, this is something forus
todo just whilst the groundwork is layed for the next plot. Enjoy!Who: Damor the thiefWhere: Blue DwarfWhen: While everyone is still celebratingDamor
wasn't really a bad man, but he was often mistaken forone. Damor wasn't
entirely sure why people mistook him for such a badcharacter, but it
probably had something to do with the large tattoo of thedevil sexually
assaulting an angel on his neck.  He
wore his tattoo proudly, and was genuinely shocked by theamount of
people who were disturbed by it. The tattoo proved handy most times,it
meant that nobody ever asked him to fill out a survey on a busy street,
andit definitely meant that all sensible adults kept their children
well away fromhim. This was most definitely a good thing for the
children. Today
Damor found himself on the busy promenade of the BlueDwarf. It had been
really easy to get aboard, as security on the large blue tubwas
practically useless.  This
made his job even easier. Damor was a thief. And apretty good one too.
Not that you'd need to be a good thief to steal anythingfrom the Blue
Dwarf, an average thief could probably hold-up any shop on thePromenade
and the BD's security force would just shrug their shoulders and say"oh
well, there's another one". But
Damor wasn't here for such small pickings. He had aslightly larger
plan. It wasn't a great plan mind, he was winging it for themost part.He
trudged off the main Promenade and into an xpress-liftelevator. The
passengers of the elevator took one look at his tattoo and manicgrin
and quickly exited the lift, leaving him alone. He got out as close as he could to the science labs andcrept into the labs. Working
alone this evening was Alandra Alkiera. She wasdressed in a pristine
lab coat and was holding some kind of experimentalweapon. This was
exactly what Damor was here for. He lunged at her, and after a short scrabble, Alandra waslying on the floor all tied up."I don't know what you want but you'll never get away withit!" Alandra said, struggling to free herself. Damor
laughed and picked up the weapon she was working on."I've heard about
the Blue Dwarf's weapons division. I hear you design and makethe most
bizarre weapons in the galaxy here." Alandra was flattered, but doubted this man was here just topay her the compliment. "And also the least guarded weapons division!" Damorscoffed. His voice was slimy and made Alandra's skin crawl.He looked at the many guns on display. The entire arealooked like Q's workshop from James Bond. "If
you've come to steal weapons then most of these areunfinished and
untested!" Alandra said. It wasn't a bluff, most of it weretrue. Some
weapons worked, some didn't. And the ones that did work were a lotmore
dangerous to the person holding the weapon to the one at the receiving
endof it. "Well that's okay." Said Damor. "It makes them all the morerare, and all the more valuable!" He started putting some weapons in a large sack. "Myemployers will reward me well for these." Alandra
squirmed on the floor. The rope around her wristsholding her tight. She
watched helplessly as many months of work were stolen. Damor stopped when he picked up a small object that lookedlike a gas canister. "Is this a smoke bomb?" he asked."No, please don't touch that." Said Alandra. "Take it withyou or leave it here, just be careful with it." This peaked Damors interest. He stood on Alandra's fingersuntil she told him that it was. "It's a virus. A hallucinogenic virus. An alien virus basedon samples released on the Blue Dwarf five years ago." "And you turned it into a weapon? Naughty naughty!" Damormocked. He put it in his pocket. "I think I'll make use of this!" He hurriedly packed some more prototype weapons and put on ayellow air-tight radiation suit.  "Nice to meet you!" he said to Alandra in a voice a hundredtimes more slimy than a Turkish barman.  With
his suit sufficiently airtight, Damor pulled out thecanister containing
the virus, pulled out the pin, and dropped it to the floor. Alandra sneezed at the pink vapour coming out, and startedto hallucinate. For
no reason at all a tumble-drier with a punk rockhairstyle started
kicking her in the ribs until a perfectly reflective Springerspaniel
smoking a pipe came to her rescue, and then they both frollocked out
ofthe lab to cause destruction and spread the virus amongst everyone
else on theship.  <OOC–yep
its back! One of my favourite plots from back in 2001! Not that…
ahem…we're re-hashing old stories or anything! Just bringing back an
old favourite! The virus makes your hallucinations come to life. If
anyone is interested in re-reading the first time this happened,
(including the birth of the big pink tree!) visit here - http://games.groups.yahoo.com/group/JMC_Blue_Dwarf/message/766>