Keto Realises His Mistake

As Keto finished changing into a fresh doctor's lab coat (after
finally managing to get all that damn ointment, grease and tiny
metallic pieces of refridgerator out of his clothes and himself), he
straightened up, a sudden nervousness overcoming him.
"Hmm..." he murmured, glancing around his quarters. Everything was
as normal. He walked to the door and looked outside into the
corridor. Everything was...normal.
"Hmm," he repeated, frowning in thought, "Something's wrong. I've
forgotten something..."
Keto sat down on the side of his bunk and began to review the
events of the day. His memory was not all that it once was, but he
was certain that something, somewhere was wrong.
"Let's see...we finished the robot. Shakespeare's done the spikes,
I've done the ointment, the booster works, albeit slightly better
than expected...what is wrong?"
Keto blinked as he thought further.
"I got shards of the robot over me...and came here to clean it up.
So what...?"
Several crewmembers walking down the corridor outside the crew
quarters were severely shocked as Doctor Keto ran past them at mach
three, screaming, "I LEFT HIM IN CHARGE! I LEFT *HIM* IN CHARGE!"
This, however, was nothing compared to the shock suffered by
several people near the medibay when a blood-curdlign scream came
from inside, followed by a bellowed, "SHAKESPEARE!"
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OOC - before you ask, I have *no* idea why he wants uranium (although
I fear the worst!)
Renaming the robot 'Paris', eh? Now there's an idea... :)
Interesting WW background. Ever played TA?