Re: Chris - \"Witty banter always lightens a situation\"

The same place as the other one. Perhaps that wasn't made entirely clear, but if you see the JP that I did with Mike, both ships hit the door of the hangar bay.
My bad.
--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com, Andy Longman <sirlagerlot@...> wrote:
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> hang on...what? When did your shuttle land?
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> From: chrisofsmeg
> Sent: Wednesday, July 01, 2009 11:28 AM
> To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
> Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Chris - "Witty banter always lightens a situation"
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> Who: Chris, CK, Justin, Keto etc
> Where: The Hangar Bay
> When: After lil Justin started glowing
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> Chris, CK and Keto stood staring at Justin's abysmal advances for a few minutes, rolling on the floor in tears at his every attempt to pick up Katrina using chat up lines that ranged from 'You're so hot you make the sun look cold' to 'Was your father a jewel thief? Because it looks like he took two stars out of the sky and put them in your eyes'. They continued laughing as Katrina slapped him around the face with a bazookoid.
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> Katrina glared at the laughing department heads and yelled, "Well aren't you going to DO something?"
> "No, no, we're good here thanks." laughed Keto.
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> Chris, remembering that they had a mission to complete, and vaguely wondering why they weren't being shot at, considering the internal defences were supposed to be preventing the 'intruders' from taking over the ship, turned to Keto, "Inject him with a sedative."
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> "Bu...." he was cut off mid-sentence.
> "Now, Keto." said Chris, the smile still etched on his face as he continued to watch Justin get the crap beaten out of him.
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> Keto peered into his kit, reaching a hand in and pulling out an ointment, but at the look on Harris' face, he glared back, returning the ointment to its correct location carefully, taking out a syringe and filling it with a sedative, flicking the end of it briefly before walking over to Justin and stabbing him in the ass with it, the latter promptly collapsing on the floor.
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> "Well thank you." said Katrina, smiling at Chris.
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> "Well fine, don't thank me." muttered Keto, storming back to his medical kit, and softly stroking the ointment that he had intended to use, Chris having sworn he heard him hiss the words, "My precious."
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> "Ok, time to find out what's going on" said Chris, rather too cheerfully, walking back towards the remnants of the starbug, opening one of the weapons lockers and taking a peek inside. He motioned to CK to join him. Together, they threw whatever bakookoids, guns and other weapons that they could muster and spread them evenly between all the crew that had survived the crash, except a tin of sardines that was 100 years out of date, on the off chance it had evolved in to some form of sentient life.
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> Chris turned to CK, "Is the...project finished?" he asked, quietly.
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> "Yes, I've been hiding it in main engineering"
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> "You've been hiding my prized weapon in main engineering where any moron could steal it, molest it, or otherwise ruin it when you've been working on it for months!?" Chris hissed under his breath.
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> "Not just me, Chris. I've had a few of my engineers working on it to get it ready for you sooner. Relax."
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> "YOU LET OTHER PEOPLE TOUCH IT!?!?!?!?!?!?" Chris yelled, furiously, everyone in the hangar bay looking around in a surprised fashion, making him realise how bad what he said had sounded.
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> "It's just a sword with a gun, Chris. It's not exactly Kerry Katona."
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> "It's a GUNBLADE. And now, yes, it is like Kerry Katona now, everybody's had a good look and a bit of a feel haven't they?" said Chris, adding to everyone, "Come on, lets go, we might find it easier if we go to engineering anyway, we need to find the codes to access the CPU anyway, since Mr. Genious here" he indicated to Callum, "Thought it would be funny to change the command codes to everything last time he had one too many of those god awful bottles of JMC vodka and forgot to reset these particular ones, so nobody has any idea what they are."
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> "You put porn on the viewscreen in the command centre!"
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> "That's besides the point! Lets go." said Chris.
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> The group inched slowly out of the hangar bay, expecting to be hit by a barrage of fire from everything vaguely robotic in the ship, talkie toaster included, but nothing happened. The entire ship was quiet as a mouse, except for the loud whirring noises the engines made, becoming louder as they encroached upon engineering.
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> "Did we leave Justin in the hangar bay?" asked CK out loud to the group, who stopped.
> "I'm sure he'll be fine, not that it matters anyway, he's an idiot." said Keto.
> "You think everyone except yourself is an idiot, Keto." replied Chris.
> "That's not true, I'm rather fond of the pink tree" retorted Keto, somewhat happily, causing CK and Harris to go into song, "Keto and the tree, sitting in a tree, k...no wait, that doesn't work. Oh, fuck it. K-I-S-S-I-N-G."
> "You're department heads, grow up!"
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> The group reached engineering eventually, having to take all the shortcuts they knew to avoid doors that were jammed shut. Callum pressed the button the open to door to his domain.
> "It doesn't work." he mumbled.
> "Really, Callum? You don't say." growled Chris sarcastically, "No choice for it" he added, looking at Callum. The two of them instinctively knew what to do, picked up Keto, who promptly dropped his medical kit, and in between the yells of "And what in god's name do you think you're doing?" used him as a battering ram to knock down the door.
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> "How thick is this door?" Keto muttered, "I'm getting woozy. I'll be telling the captain about this you know!"
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> "We'll soon find out" replied Chris as they continued to smash away at the door, Katrina grabbing hold of Keto for good measure and helping them, the three of them beginning to heartily sing a song.
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> <Tag - I was in a silly mood>
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