Ensign Steev, man with 3 missions and one mean headache....

Indeterminate Time
Blue Dwarf
A bar
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By now, Steev was almost dragging the security officer into the bar instead.
"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrr" was on his mind. A good spell of utter
obivion would do him good. Upon arrival he called the barman and asked,
with far, far too much enthusiasm than he really should have done, "Can I
have...a Dirty Pint?"
The bar went silent. Some were thinking "This greaseball is a hard drinker!
He might be OK!" But most were thinking "Smegging prick, he'll be dead in
a minute!" and chuckling quitetly into their drinks.
The barman calmly took the pint glass, and proptly put everything into it.
What came out was something that looked, smelled and could very well have
been vomit. Steev took one look at it, took one look at Lloyd, and then
proptly raised it to his lips...
"GULP!"
And then everything went black.
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no idea what time it is,
A dark, confined space,
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Steev came to...and immeditely wished he hadn't.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGHHHHHHHHH!!! SOMEBODY PLEEEEEEASEEE!!! SAW OFF MY
HEAD!!!!!!" was his reaction. Bloody hell, what had he done? The evening
was a complete blank...vague recollections of him drinking vomit and
something about a bleepy thing but all else had gone! He would have to ask
someone later. But for now, more screaming was on the cards...until he
heard movement.
"Where the hell am I?" He thought. As gently as he could he searched
around his living space. "Quite spacious...carpeted flooring, but heaped
with clothes?" Steev looked up in despair. "I'm in someone's cupboard, and
it's not mine!" he thought. But whose cupboard? Well, it was definitely
one of the most comfortable ones he'd been in..must be an officer type. But
which one? Well, better wait here until they fall asleep or something...
Just then, the door opened, and a jacket was thrust into steev's face. With
the common sense of the hungover he took the jacket off the owner. A muffled
thank you came from the other side of the door, and Steev knew it was only a
matter of time. Sure enough, frantic footsteps towards the cupboard, and a
hand shot inside and hauled him out at the feet af the cupboards' owner.
"What the hell are you doing hiding in my cupboard?!!!" he demanded.
"Hi," came the pathetic reply. "I'm Steev. The new assistant engineer..."
"I don't care who you are, what are you doing in my sodding cupboard?"
"Well...I was wondering...if you could answer that question?"
"Why would I know??"
"I don't know...."
"Well I don't! So bugger off!"
Steev shuffled out of the room and into the corridor. What now? I have to
find out what I did last night, and also who that was just there...and get
something for my head!!!!
Steev decided to head for his quarters to help solve one of his
problems...reaching for the "Who's who in the Blue Dwarf (aside from the
ionian penal colonists, who cares about them))," Steev looked for the
descriptioon that matched the face of the man he'd just met earlier.
"Seymour Nipels, Captain"
Steev closed his eyes..."Oh bugger," se said quietly, then collapsed into a
ball on the floor...an hour later he got back up, and decided to find out
that security person, Lloyd, to help out his quest for recollection...
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