Re: Under My Command, Bwa-Haa-Haa

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> "Aha!" he cried suddenly, "Now, we *can* recover the crewmembers
in
> the tunnels! Longwood, Bestrom, you two get down inside those
fetid
> tunnels and bring back Miss Viagra."
> "And Shakespeare," reminded Kayn.
> "Bring back Miss Viagra, and take all due precautions," continued
> Keto, "Remember - if it's not Viagra, and it's moving, shoot it."
> "Unless it's Shakespeare."
> "Whatever it may be," muttered Keto, waving his hand
nonchalantly.
> When nobody moved he frowned.
> "Is there a problem with something I've said?" he growled.
D'Arcy-Jada Longwood inhaled sharply, glaring at Keto. Was Mr.-sorry
Dr.-Ointment actually giving her orders?
"Yes, I have a problem," she answered.
"Yes, Longwood?"
"Don't you think we should go find Harris first?" she asked. "I mean,
unstable and violent he may be, but, unless he's already dead, he is
the man in charge with White Wolf being gone and all."
Keto was starting to fume. "Well he's not here, is he?!" he
erupted. "And as long as he's not present, he's as good as dead,
making me incharge, Longwood!"
DJ flutered her lashes at him. "Very well, Dr. Ointment. Don't burst
a blood vessel or anything."
<Over to anyone else>