Mid-morning knuckle shuffle

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"I want you to remove his penis. Thanks in advance, Hol."
Jacky and Plisken strolled down the corridor to the bunkrooms, and Jacky couldn't wait to hear Justin when he decided to go for a wank.
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Justin woke up out of digital oblivion and looked down at his arms and legs. No longer was he a bruised and battered rag doll slumped in a wheelchair, drooling into his own lap. He patted himself down, gladly feeling no pain. “Holly, thanks for resetting me. In future can we disable to realistic bruises please, I know I asked for you to activate it because of kinky S&M purposes, but I don't like what that Jacky did to me, bastard.”
He looked down at his body, which seemed normal. “But, I seem fine now though. I can't see anything weird he's done to me. Is there a tattoo or anything weird on the back of my head? Maybe a weird haircut?”
He wiped the dust from a wall mounted computer monitor and checked himself in the reflection. “Nope, looks fine to me. Maybe he felt bad for hurting me enough.”

It was unusual that he spent more than 5 minutes at any time without caressing his genitals, but today he did. Feeling a bit different to usual.
“I feel good, really good actually!” He hopped down the corridor with a childlike vigour. “I'm sure I usually feel different at this time of day, like a bit... hornier. But today I don't.”

He happily strolled to the canteen where Holly had told him the rest of the Human crew were, walking in during some sort of shouting match.

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WHAT ELSE IS SHE CAPABLE OF?!....”
“As long as she's aboard this ship, we are all in danger...you've got to see that?!”
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Jay was red faced and standing, pointing an angry finger at Cass, who stood with her fists digging into her hips.
“Woah, just cool it down guys. There's a lot of testosterone on display in here, and I'm feeling unusually calm and relaxed. Just chill out.”
Justin drifted to the table and sat down, where Bedge dropped some sausages onto his plate.
Sitting nearby, Jacky giggled as he said “So Justin, enjoying your sausage?”
In a higher pitched voice than normal, Justin cooed, “No meat for me today, how about some salad?” Which caused Jacky's shoulders to shake as he stifled a laugh.
“No sausage?”
“What's wrong with that? I'm just not in the mood for sausage.” Justin said, not getting the joke.
Jacky took a breath. “So Justin, I noticed the air recycler on D-Deck was dirty. Do you want to give it a polish?”
“Sorry?”
“I said do you want to give it a polish?” Jacky said suggestively. Normally that sort of innuendo would set Justin right off, but today he remained calm and didn't fall for the bait.
“I saw you're erecting scaffolding around the leaky coolant tank in the Engineering deck, do you need me to give you a hand... with your erection?”
“Oh that'd be good, thanks.” Justin said. “After breakfast though, after my mid-morning wank. Although for the first time since I was a teenager, I don't feel like it today.
“I wonder why?” Jacky said sarcastically, and watched as Justin walked out of the room, already sliding his hands into his trousers as he deliberately walked through the warzone between Jay and Cass.

Seconds later, he popped his head around the door and said “Jay, do you mind keeping your voice down, Cass speak up, you've got a sexy angry voice!”

He disappeared again, and in another few seconds they heard a shriek, and he came running back in, looking under the table and under the breakfast dishes. He took the plate of sausages off Bedge and rifled through them, checking each one. “Where is it? Oh my god, where is it?!”
Jacky and Plisken couldn't contain themselves, bursting out laughing. After a few moments, Justin stopped and looked at the two jokers.
“You! You deleted my penis! Very funny but I'm rather attached to it.”
“Not now you're not!” Jacky howled, almost dropping his goggles.
“Well let me tell you a little story.” He said, bending down to Jacky. “Usually when I have my mid-morning knuckle shuffle, I ask Holly to go through the crew's family pictures. There's a nice photo of a beach holiday with little baby Jacky and his lovely mother in a bikini. Guess which picture I'm going to find today.”
“You're gross.” Jacky said, standing up.
Justin screwed up his face and made orgasm groans “Oh Mrs Kong, Mrs Kong!” He said, then ran as Jacky started to chase him.

Justin escaped in the way only he could. He switched to projection only mode and stepped through a wall into a stairwell, dropped down a few steps and continued until he was on the upper level of the Promenade.

“Ooh” he said, stopping to peruse the top shelf magazines of a newsagent. “Awww!” He said, remembering his missing trouser snake.

“There he is!” Said Thomas Plisken, a man whom Justin had barely seen until today. But now he was thick as thieves with Jacky.
Jacky and him ran over. Justin considered running some more, but then realised it was stupid. They were all adults, and they wouldn't hurt him in the crowded shopping street surrounded by the rodent shop owners.
“Pancake, I just want to ask you questions about Jelena. Did you kill her?”
“Well..... Kill is a strong term. I've just turned her off. Permanently.”

Jacky scowled, but was too distracted to grill him any more, when a loud smash and commotion came from the street below them. Looking over the metal railing down to the Promenade's floor, they saw several rodents fleeing a smashed shop window.
“What are they doing...” Justin said, straining to get a closer look. But it soon became clear. Stepping out of the broken shopfront was a gang of three Huzzards, holding spears and machetes up to the crowd before running down the street, pushing rodents aside.

“Lets get after them!” Justin said, “Quick, jump!”
Jacky and Plisken looked at him sceptically. “I think we'll take the stairs.” Said Jacky.
“There's no time, jump!” Justin said, and jumped first, landing on a soft rat who fell to the ground and cushioned the fall.

Before they could give chase, several rodents wearing aprons branded with logos from the various stores stopped them.
“What are you doing, they'll get away!” Justin said.
The rodents screeched, not all of them spoke English. The one they'd landed on stood up, and looked annoyed. “Leave us Humans. This is our business.” Said the rodent.
“But the Huzzards, they just broke a window!” Jacky said.
“It's a rodent matter.” said the furry rat. “The shop owners trade with the Huzzards, and rely on them to trade their fresh fruit and crops.”
“So why did they break this window? They didn't even steal anything, was it some sort of message?”
The rat folded his arms and turned his head to the side, he wasn't saying anything.
Justin turned to Plisken and Jacky. “Think we should follow the Huzzards to the Arboretum and see what's going on?” He asked.

<OOC – Tag Jacky & Plisken, shall we investigate? Is something sinister going on? Gang warfare? Trouble with the neighbours? Racism? Something complicated and weird? Honestly I don't know where this should go, so if you want to continue please do!>