A Case of Three Cities

Rpg:
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Who: Medibay Staff.
Where: Um, maybe the medibay, as a wild guess.
When: Right after monday.
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Wildflower left her metal cavern again and into the warmth of the
medibay.
"Ah, good to be out of there. Hah, if Keto think's he's going to
starve me, he's got another thing coming," she said, laughing and
thrusting an arm in the air in a victory like stance.
*Rustle* asked the Tree.
"No of course that's untrue!" said Wildflower crossly.
*Rustle* it protested.
"She did?" asked Wildflower turning to glare at Coffey.
"It's obvious, Jennifer," replied Coffey nonchalantly. "You love
Keto." she grinned after making the statement.
*Rustle*
"I do not love him. I can't believe you'd even tell him something
like that! I could never love such an inconsiderate pig of a man!"
she said loudly.
Coffey remained silent, and raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.
"It's true. I've never even thought of him in any way other than a
superior or someone I'd wish to kill, which, thinking about it is the
same thing," explained Wildflower hurriedly.
*Rustle* said the tree defensively.
"That was an act of friendship, and besides, it was his size and
would have fit him perfectly if he'd not thrown it away!"
Coffey's facial expression did not change.
"Right, that's it, I'm going back in the quaratine room," she said
and stormed into the room, slamming the door behind her.
As the door slammed, coffey sighed and looked at the Tree.
"And that's a perfect example of a human condition called Denial,"
she said. "And it's a shame, because they would make such a lovely
couple."
Inside the quaratine room, Wildflower looked worried.
"She can't be right? Can she?" she said, talking to herself. "I
mean, I find him repulsive, so how on earth could I love him? I
admit I like to annoy him, and find it fun to get into arguments with
him. But that can't be called love, can it? If so, that would mean
Keto loves me as well. And I don't think he's capable of such an
emotion. Is he?" Wildflower began pacing up and down in the
quarantine room and gibbering nonsense. Outside the room, Coffey
shook her head sadly and wondered what Shakespeare was up to.
"Ah, that be thy last of it!" said Shakespeare grinning happily.
He looked at his now totally bare and empty quarters. There was no
furniture, no carpet, no decorating, just a cold bare and lifeless
room. It was a far cry from the other officers quarters, which were
full of plush items and such.
He looked outside in the corridor at all the items he'd removed
from his quarters and stacked up. He managed to pile up an entire
three rooms worth of possessions in the middle of the corridor.
There were carpets, and chairs, desks, the bed, personal items, and
even the shower curtain, which had been draped over one of the easy
chairs.
Unfortunately he'd also blocked all travel along the corridor as
well. Shakespeare seemed oblivious to it all however. He wiped his
hands and smiled.
"Noweth fair Hazel and I will be able'st to create our quarters
frometh scratch. I'dst better go tell her." He turned left and
walked forward, hitting the pile of items. He rubbed his sore nose
and seemed to acknowledge the stack for the first time.
"Poop," he said. "I shalleth just take'th thy scenic route," he
said, walking in the other direction. He stopped after a few metres.
"Wait, I nay wish any fellons to perhaps steal thy possessions," he
said.
"P'raps, I should have approached sayd task wyth a strategy new."
He thought long and hard about what to do now.
"Aha!" he said, and he moved back to the pile of items. Making a
small hole down it and onto the other side, he could see that the
only thing past it was a lift. He keyed in a few buttons and
activated the quarantine confinement setting. That door would not
open for anyone withotu the code, and only he knew it. Then he began
doing the same to all the other crew quarters on the corridor he was
on, till he came to the opposite lift, ignoring some of the cries for
help from behind the doors.
"Noweth, I mayst leave thy belongings and tell Hazel," he said
coming to the other lift. "Why, we could also visiteth thy
department store of Stewie's," he said brightly.
He coded the lift too and hit the button for the medibay level,
whilst humming cheerfully and wondering what colour the new couch
would be.
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