Hallelujah, All Hail Science!

Who: RufusWhere: In HidingWhen: After all the Scutters went 'a bit odd'~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Rufus crouched in the duct, he hoped that the Scutters still hadn't worked out where this hiding place was. Every now and again thy worked out where he hid from them and trapped them occasionally for... research. He looked down through the grating in the ceiling of the corridor and saw the Scutter patrol wheel by again.
"Regular intervals, like clockwork.... Bloody insane things.... It's worse than the Lenin affair!" He whispered, cursing the fact he was trapped in the ducting. If he tried to leave then he'd be shot and ripped to pieces, much like the poor unfortunate crew member that had happened upon the patrol below. Rufus turned his head away, trying not to think about the death of the crew member.
He was stumped, all of his GELF DNA wasn't helping him out now, granted, it wasn't Thursday and so he wasn't quite as smart as he could have been, but still. He should have been able to work out a way to get around a handful of Scutters with guns. Maybe it was all the dust up in the vents that was getting to his brain, clouding his thoughts.
"Wait.... dust?" Rufus said quietly puzzled, shortly before sneezing. Loudly. There was a metallic sounding clink and something skittered out of his pocket and bounced into his vision. The whizzing of Scutter wheels became louder and Rufus began to panic slightly. He focused on the object that had fallen out of his pocket and he felt like whooping with joy. He looked at it as if it was a gift from an angel, his salvation was near. He grabbed the spherical egg shaped object and hammered on the grate to get it open. The Scutters looked up and cocked their weapons. Rufus smashed through the grate, cutting his hand on the sharp metal and pulled the pin on the object, dropping it through the grate. The Scutters opened fire. The EMP grenade went off.
Rufus awake later on the corridor floor, next to the Scutters. They were out for the count, but he had no idea how long for, He'd fallen out of the vent when they fired at him and  had cracked his head on the floor. He got up and started to run away from the scene, hoping that he wouldn't come across more Scutters. He was aware that he was bleeding but right now he was more concerned with getting the hell out of there. As he limped around the corner he saw the door to Seymours quarters was open, and screams were coming from inside. He grabbed an EMP grenade from his pocket, pulled the pin and launched it into the room.
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