It\'s Not A Crime If You Don\'t Get Caught, Eh?

Who: Keto (oh, and some of those other creatures...)
Where: In the Big Brother 'house'
When: While the others are dressing up and thinking of him as a 'smug
idiot', which is MR smug idiot thank-you-so-very-much and this 'when'
section has gone on far too long...
Keto lay back on the sofa, eyes gradually closing on the sights of
Phil and Katrina whispering, and of Zodar being dressed up as what
resembled some kind of confused ballerina with wings.
Just as Keto was beginning to slip into a blissful (and smug) nap,
however, he heard a voice.
[Charles?]
Keto sat bolt upright, receiving a few surprised glances
desperately searching for something to laugh about. Then he
realised, and frowned.
"Oh, it's you," he murmured under his breath, too quiet for the
others to hear.
[Yes, it is I,] sent the appendix's mind, [I have some news for
you.]
"Isn't this against the rules a little?" asked Keto, and then
hesitated, unable to believe what he had just said. "Forget I said
that, carry on."
[Some of the medical equipment is not functioning properly.]
"That's no concern of yours!" murmured Keto, "You deal with
psychiatry now. Don't even think of touching my medi-bay!"
[But the equipment is IN the psychiatry department!] sent the
appendix after a pause.
Just as Keto was beginning to relax he sat bolt upright again,
attracting even more surprised glances.
"What? Why!?"
[Doctor Cerebrum brought it in. I assumed you knew.]
"You can read my mind and you merely ASSUMED I knew? You couldn't
possibly, hmm, READ MY MIND to CHECK?"
[I didn't think it would be anything immoral...]
"He STOLE my MEDICAL EQUIPMENT?!" said Keto, voice rising to a
harsh whisper, "AND YOU DIDN'T THINK IT IMMORAL?"
[I assumed that you had been informed! After all, he had your
personal computer, which I thought he wouldn't be able to get if you
hadn't...]
"MY COMPUTER!?" yelped Keto, sitting bolt upright for the third
time, overbalancing and landing on the floor.
The other housemates stared at him, and he quickly made up a
foolproof excuse.
"The sofa bit me," he said, nodding sagely and lying back on it.
Quietly, he continued in a cold tone of murmur, "Are you telling me
that this...*Doctor* Cerebrum has taken my computer?"
[Yes. Oh, and the Big Pink Tree sends his love.]
"Hooray. Now go away," said Keto, and the appendix was silent.
"You realise," continued Keto to nobody in particular, "This means
war."
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OOC: How ironic - the owner of all the things Cerebrum has stolen,
the one who technically should be the most fervent in hunting down
and eliminating this man...is stuck incommunicado inside the back of
Parrott's. :)
Dr Cerebrum, you'd better pray security finds you before Keto gets
released. ;)