Do I Yet Have Ultimate Power?

Keto had turned to see Cubie cannon into Whitewolf, then into Zack,
and then vanish into some mysterious hole in the ground. At the same
time he heard footsteps behind him, and turned to see Major Harris
storming back out to the jungle.
"This day," muttered Keto, "Cannot get any worse."
Just then he heard a medievel yell as Shakespeare fell down a hole
in the tunnel. Slowly Keto smiled.
"Thank God I was right," he murmured. Then he blinked as his miund
realised something.
"Hang on," he thought, "Whitewolf, Acting Captain, has vanished.
That passes seniority onto the Major...who seems to be unfit for
service at the moment. In that case, the Chief Engineer is...ah,
lost in one of these labyrinthian tunnels. So the Pilot...hang on..."
Keto glanced around at the remainder of the Away Team, noticing
Dirk Bell now lying unconscious on the floor, having collapsed during
Keto's internal monologue. Sighing and moving towards him, Keto
began to unpack a bottle of ointment. He waved it gently under
Dirk's nose, hoping faintly that this *was* Ointment #4423 (smelling
salts) and not Ointment #3244 (Hydrochloric Acid Gas).
Dirk's head remained firmly in place, so Keto assumed it was the
former. As Dirk groaned and struggled to open his eyelids, Keto
stood up.
"I believe," he said loudly, "That this means I'm in command of
this shoddy operation!"
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OOC: Am I right? Is that the way it goes? ...or does anyone DARE to
contest mah authoritah?