Seymour - "In search of tea and scones"

Who: Seymour, Wolfgang, Efof, Jay, Micky
When: After last post
Where: Corridor, going towards the Blue Dwarf's computer core
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"Or we could just sit here nice and safe, and wait for mk.10 and the bug to do it all for us." Seymour suggested, in his infinite wisdom. Jay smacked him over the head.
"She's called Rosette, not 'the bug'. She's one of the crew as well, you know." Jay replied.
"No, she's not actually. She's a stowaway, not even employed by the JMC!" Seymour argued, laughing at how he'd beaten Jay in an argument.
"Well then I'll have to offer her a commission when this is over." Jay added.
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"Mr Chrysler, I do despair. I think that's a terrible idea!" Said Seymour. "The woman is no more than a common scoundrel! She should be deported back to Earth or the nearest planet immediately."
"That's a bit harsh." Said Jay. "She's helped us out loads."
Wolfgang piped up. "Also I heard a rumour that she's not exactly common. Apparently she's got rich parents." Everyone stared at him and he went quiet again.
"Also forget she's a Hymenoptera. Which may I remind you have always tried to KILL US!" Seymour warned. He folded his arms as nobody listened to him.
The team continued towards the Blue Dwarf's computer core. This was a large area of the ship where the ship's central processor stood. It's a large tower that consists of one very large and very powerful processor. The large dark monolith is what powers Holly, and contains his thoughts and memories. The processor is so large that it spans several floors, and has a network of walkways and ladders that take you to the top. When it was created, the processor was the most advanced one ever built, and Holly was the most advanced computer AI ever written. Strangely enough, the Space Corps developed a processor a year later was just as powerful but was the size of a pea.
"The Computer core is down there." Said Jay pointing down the corridor. "But we need to arm up first." He pointed to a bolted cupboard to their left, where they each found a bazukoid, or laser pistol to arm themselves with.
Jay picked up a pack of explosives and threw them at Efof, who caught them with panic in his face. "Captain, you could have exploded me!" He said with genuine fear.
"Don't worry Efof, they're safe until you detonate them."
Efof nodded and hung the explosives over Micky's shoulders. The man was walking like a zombie, but at least he could be useful and carry some things for him. "Carry these for me yeah big guy?" Efof waved in front of his eyes, but there was no response from him. "Poor guy. Looks like there's some sort of battle going on in his head." The Ffionian said.
Seymour stood away from the group.
"Going somewhere?" Said the Captain.
"I'm going to check on my Apartment." Seymour said. "Plus I haven't had a cup of tea in about a month, and I am severely desperate. And a scone."
Jay stepped forward. "But we need you."
"I significantly doubt that. Go get yourselves killed, side with an evil Hymenoptera if you want. I want no part of it! I'm going home for some tea and scones. Anyone is welcome."
Nobody stepped forward.
"Oh well. More for me." He said. "Wolfgang, come with me."
"Me?" Said Wolfgang. "Do I have to?"
"Yes. I'm a Royal Ambassador and need protection. Plus if any of Holly's skutters starts shooting at me, I can use you as a human shield."
"Great." Said Wolfgang and walked with him.
Seymour and Wolfgang made it all the way to the Promenade without encountering many of Holly's cronies.
"Why are we here?" Asked Wolfgang. "I thought we were having tea and scones?"
"Scones." Said Seymour. "It's pronounced scones, you commoner!"
"Sorry."
Seymour hid behind a pillar that marked the edge of the Promenade, he looked up and down the main street which was lined with shops and coffee shops, all of which were currently closed. "Clear." He said, and they walked out into the deserted street.
As they passed Parrotts bar, Seymour started to explain. "I own a very expensive bistro on the Promenade. It's the most prestigious restaurant on the ship, and probably the best in the sector of space we're in. Jay, I mean Captain Chrysler to you, told me that when he went back in time to stop someone from killing his former self..."
"Like Terminator?"
"...Possibly, I don't involve myself with meaningless trash like action films. But he travelled back in time to stop himself from being assassinated as a child. And he said that history was mostly preserved... apart from one very minor thing had been changed...."
Seymour stopped talking.
"It's true!" He said, with his jaw hanging low.
"What's true?" Asked Wolfgang.
"My prestigious six-star restaurant...." He said. "Gone." He pointed. "It's turned into a strip club called 'Seymours Nipples'."
Seymour dropped to his knees and held his head in his hands for a moment, then he raised a fist in the air and shouted up at the ceiling "DAMN YOU MR CHRYSLEEEEEEERRRRRRR!!!!!"
<to be continued>