"The arrival of the Doctor"

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"Doctor?" blinked Seymour.
"Ambassador," murmured Keto, trying to focus.
There was an angry growl from behind them as the market stall owner
struggled to stand up.
Seymour and Keto glanced at each other again, then simultaneously
pointed at the other.
"It was him!"
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Who: Seymour, Harris, Dante, Dr Keto and Wildflower
Where: Shellite marketplace
When: After the doctor "dropped in"
The Shellites around didn't care too much about who had done what,
but they did recognise that the party all knew each other and that
they were troublemakers. One thing the BD'ers had not noticed until
now was that each of the stall-owners had a muscular brother, son or
cousin who was now making themselves apparent. Most of them patted a
large club into their meaty left hand.
"I think we should jolly-well scarper." Said Seymour, turning around
to see that everyone else had already done so, apart from Dante who
was rolling up his sleeves. Dante wasn't one to normally run from a
fight, he looked around at the thugs around him, counting them.
"Six of them against one of me." Seymour heard him say. "It's not
fair odds… but I'll go easy on you."
Seymour gawped and realised he didn't want to stay around to see the
result of this fight, even though Dante was so confident on winning.
As the muscular security officer beckoned the brutes towards him,
Seymour ran screaming after the other crewmembers.
They had ran a full block down and stopped to hide down a smaller
alleyway. Seymour panted, stopping next to Harris and Keto.
"I hope whatever you picked up was worth it doctor." Seymour said,
scowling slightly.
Keto however was extremely happy for himself. "Actually we managed to
pick up plenty of supplies which I'm sure I will get plenty of thanks
and gratitude for." He beamed, then looked down at Seymour's shopping
bag. "What did you manage to procure?"
Seymour held up a shopping bag with one single small fruit in it.
"Oh Seymour that's fantastic. I'm sure it will feed us all for
months." He scoffed.
Chris Harris managed to distract them before Seymour tried to kill
the doctor with a scowl. "We should help Dante, it's not right us
running like this." He said.
"Not right? It's kept us alive so far!" Said Seymour. "He that fights
and runs away…" he started quoting.
"I'm chief of Security, I should be back there." Chris said, and then
rolled up his sleeves to walk back and give Dante a hand.
"Actually, I think he's doing alright." Said Keto as a Shellite flew
past them.
Harris shrugged. "Fine. I'll stay here."
They watched as Dante picked a turtle up by the leg and swung him
around his head, then let go. The turtle crashed into several others,
making a noise just like bowling pins being hit.
Unfortunately they were so engrossed watcing Dane, that neither
Seymour, Keto, Harris or Wildflower noticed the team of four men walk
up behind them.
Seymour turned just as these burly men grabbed Harris, Keto and
Wildflower by the arms. In a scuffle, he saw their faces protected by
plastic breathing devices, and their bodies covered in a black
airtight suit.
Someone with a filthier mind (maybe Phil) could have assumed they
were dressed in some kind of kinky bondage gear, but Seymour only
made the connection that they were people he didn't want to be with
right now.
They threw a weighted net over Seymour, and he fell to a crouching
position.
"Please, just let us take him away." One of them said in a firm voice
to Harris, who was struggling against their clasp. "He has the
disease. It's for everyone's good that we take him to the quarantined
area".
They quickly reversed a large truck up to them and bundled Seymour
into the back.
<Please nobody rescue Seymour until the next part, I want to explain
something first, and then feel fre to rescue him in any heroic or
unheroic ways!>