Pancakes prophecy progresses.

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Justin snatched the vial and gripped it tightly into his hand. "I'm going to
take this to the Corridor of Infinite Perversions. You can't stop me!" He
shouted, and started running.
<end snip>
Mickey shrugged as Justin ran off, and turned to head toward the medi-bay.
He wasn't entirely sure why he had offered to help Justin, especially considering that he was the one who brought him back aboard anyhow. He supposed he hadn't really thought about what could be in the package, let alone considered that it might have serious implications if Justin got his hands on it.
He sighed loudly and headed for the nearest comm-panel.
Justin ran at full pelt for the docking bay where the Blue Dwarf was still connected to Fourth Base via an umbilical tunnel.
Arriving at the intersection where the corridor he was now running down met the docking bay's corridor he skidded to a halt.
Smeg. He thought, guards. Harris must have posted them here after getting a roasting from Chrysler about letting people off the ship before.
Never mind, there was always the shuttle bay. He did a quick one-eighty and ran back down the corridor toward the hangar bay, he'd steal a shuttle if need be, whatever it took to get the vial of liquid to Roebuck and secure his future.
The hangar bay doors ground open, Justin impatiently prodded the access control button a few times in a futile attempt to hurry them open. The doors parted slowly, but as soon as the gap between them was wide enough he squeezed through and stumbled into the hangar.
"Going somewhere Pancake?!" Justin looked up, Captain Chrysler stood there, a pistol held at arms length, aimed squarely at Pancake's head.
…<tag Justin!>