Another Dirk Bell post

Dirk Bell
JMC Blue Dwarf
Bell sat nursing his beer while the other crew members got up and sang.
Someone
singing "I Will Survive" hit a note so high that it shattered his beer mug.
"Why the smeg not! A perfect end to a perfect day." He got up and walked
out
with beer covering his clothes to get changed. Then he realized that he had
yet
to of been assigned to a room. Bell spent the night in a crawl space on the
science deck.
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First thing in the morning, Bell awoke and prepped himself to report in.
He found his way, using the handy "You R Here" signs, to the main science
office. He walked in to report and was shocked. The man standing in the
office
had an H on his head. He was a deadie. "Why not?" Bell thought. "Couldn't
do
worse than living person, can he?"
"Dirk Bell reporting, Sir." Bell gave what looked more like an impression
of a
salute than a real one. They were always so laid back at his previous
posts.
Yet, he still stood straight and tall with his suit only slightly wrinkled
and
the bruise on his check not as swollen as the day before. "I tried to check
in
yesterday, but no one was aboard. I hope that won't reflect poorly on me."
Bell knew that he already had a strike against him. His file showed that he
had
been removed from his previous post by request of his superior, Captian
Wells,
but not why. It would have been an embarrassment for the captain.
ok. what are my orders?
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