Medical Impossible

11:21 am.
Doctor Charles Keto sleepily walked along white corrdior 3885 to the
medibay. He yawned widely and placed a cup of steaming coffee to his
lips. He took a large gulp and shuffled towards the star trek esque
doors of the medibay.
They slid open, with the cheesy swosh sound effect and he stepped
into the room. He stopped, moitonless as the doors closed behind him.
He looked left and right around the room, eyes wide at the medibay's
new decor, before sighing. The medibay had been given a splash of
neon blue and green paint in a pyschadelic swirl effect. It looked
more like a hallucegenic trip, than a place to treat individuals. He
put the coffee down on a nearby table and bellowed at the top of his
voice:
"SHAKESPEARE!!!"
He waited for a few seconds. It was then that he noticed the female
sitting on the furthest away medibay eating ice cream. She was
smiling whilst glowing yellow.
"Have you seen a mad..." Keto stopped and stared at the woman with a
frown. "Umm, who are you?"
"Ensign Jennifer Wildflower," she said, laughing. "I was
administered a large amount of make shift tranquiliser by Doctor
Shakespeare yesterday, and it kind of mutated me..."
"SHAKSPEARE!!!!!!!!!" shouted Keto, even louder, cutting off
Wildflower in mid speech. 'Decorating the entire medibay with the
trippiest of trip out colours? Mutating a fellow crewmember?' he
thought shocked. The man was a maniac.
"Holly?"
"Yes, Keto?" asked Holly, unhappily. "I'm trying to do a crossword
and It's not helping, you having another tantrum."
"Holly," said Keto through gritted teeth, "Have you seen what my
compatriot, the illustrious Shakespeare, has done to MY MEDIBAY?!"
"Yes, quite good isn't it. I quite like the hidden swirly pattern
of red on the..."
"HOLLY!" shouted Keto, interupting Holly as well.
"Yes, Keto," sighed Holly.
"Where is the buffoon?"
"In your office."
Keto stood, speechless, and ran towards his door. It slid open and
he faltered. There was no one in there. The only noticeably
difference was a black suit and a small note draped over his desk. He
picked up the skin tight black suit, and raised an eyebrow, then he
looked at the note.
Dear Mr Keto,
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find Doctor
Shakespeare. We belive that Shakespeare is being held prisoner by
the elusive Plastic Surgeon Hazel Coffey. Extreme care is advised.
You are also expected to bring along one team member which has to be,
the big Pink Tree. He will accompany you, and help you in this task.
As per JMC regulations, if you are killed or arrested during the
course of this mission, then you will most certainly be locked up for
being madder than a box of frogs, and the Jupiter Mining Corporation
will deny all knowledge of your existence.
This note will do nothing in 5 seconds.
Keto put the note on the table and looked at the suit again. It was
kind of appealing. He shook his head, he didn't have time for any of
this rubbish. The competition was due to start soon and he was
dealing with a completely stark raving mad medical crew. there were
times in his life he'd wished that he'd gone into the practice of
Habidashery, and this was one of them.
He quickly changed out of his clothes and into the black suit. It
was snug, and had a handy holster for his needles. He swiped a load
of syringes filled with various liquids and lined them along the
holster. Then he holstered his standard issue, JMC phaseer gun and
added the final tocuh to his ensemble. He placed the white doctors
gown over the suit.
He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.
"Pretty snazzy," he said. He walked out into the medibay where
Wildflower was still eating her glass of ice cream.
"Wow, you look cool," she said. Keto frowned.
"How long are you going to be gracing me with your presence?" he
asked, annoyed.
"Shakespeare says I have to saty here until I get better. He needs
to test."
"Oh god," muttered Keto. There was a swoosh noise and a flash of
pink. The tree bounded happily into the medibay and stopped in front
of a scowling Keto. It rustled it's leaves gleefully.
"Yes, I know you're part of my team."
It rustled again.
"You've never seen me very upset," said Keto through clenched teeth.
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