**KIND OF ACTIONETTE (The last part is, anyway)** -

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Seymour laughed at his own story. "So I've been living my entire life because one man told me what to do." He stood up. "From now on...." He announced. "I'm going to live my OWN life!" He felt his heart beating quickly as he got excited about this revelation which will change his life forever. "And I'm doing what I WANT to, not what someone else tells me!"
"What are you going to do?" Rosette asked him.
"Whatever I DAMN WELL LIKE!" He said. "I'm going to be an Antique Dealer!" He felt his heart pounding in his chest.

Then he looked at Rosette, and before she could do anything he grabbed her and pulled her close to his body. Then he pushed his bearded face onto hers and kissed her.

With tongues.
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Rosette pushed him away as soon as she realised what was going on. She coughed and spat at the floor, mostly because of who it was.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked. "You're drinking Chardonnay at room temperature!" she yelled. "And you could've brushed your teeth before doing that."

"I lost my toothbrush down the lift shaft..." He said, suddenly going back to feeling sorry for himself.

"Look. You're not my type. I owe you for putting me up when i got on the ship, so I'm going to do the same for you, as long as you don't try doing anything like that again."

"Have you made your room posh like mine was?" He asked, wondering if she'd have any more expensive wine he could drown his sorrows with.

"It's not as posh as yours was, but I've gone for the more practical approach." She said, then in her mind, wondered how he'd react to seeing his old paintings on her walls, the expensive ones that she'd bought to repair the damage done when she was a bug.

"Now we're out, I have to get some mints, then go to the department head meeting." she said, crawling out of the hole made by Pancake back to the main corridors of the ship.

"Oh god... why did I do that?" she asked herself when she was out of earshot. "He just tried to kiss me, and i gave him space in my apartment?" She cursed and punched a wall, not hard enough to break anything, but it made a relaxing sound, at least.

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"Sorry I'm late.. Got trapped in a broken lift..." Rosette said as she entered the briefing room, only a few minutes late. She sat on one of the free chairs, and looked around the room.

"Eeee" came a small voice from the other side.

"No, you miniature welshman! I fired you a month ago. A MONTH AGO." she said, pointing at the door while looking sternly at him. He slowly walked out of the room, looking even more sorry for himself than Seymour. Until the moment he spun around at the door, yelled "EEEEE" and stuck his middle finger up at Rosette. Then he disappeared out into the ship.

"What was that about?" Amber asked, not knowing much different from Mini-Phil being the Security deputy.

"It's about time someone got rid of him. He's never done anything to benefit security, and he's been paid the whole time. Goat Porn magazines on the security pay authorisation doesn't look good."

"Ahem." Jay said from the head of the table. He managed to actually make clearing his throat sound like the word, too.

"The reason I've asked you all here today..." he began, when everyone was paying attention to him...

<Tag Andy. Here's the meeting you wanted!>