Leverage and The Invisible Man

Who: Keto Mainly
Where: Medibay and Corridor
When: A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy...no, wait...that's wrong...
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<<SNIP>>
"CLEAVAGE! MY OFFICE, NOW!"
Keto paused then walked into the main room, cursed loudly when he
saw she wasn't there, then with her usual bad timing Tara walked in...
<<END SNIP>>
It took a couple of minutes for Tara's brain to recover from the
sonic shockwave, and another couple of minutes to actually interpret
Keto's yells, and then a final couple of minutes to pay attention to
what he was saying...and even then, only about half of the rant was
understandable...
"(mostly unintelligible ranting)...EVER JUST WALK OUT OF...
(descending into further screams)...BAY AGAIN, THEN I WILL...
(something not understandable, but obvious quite painful from the
increase in volume and violent arm gestures)...WITH A SPOON! ARE WE
CLEAR?"
Tara toyed with the idea of asking him to repeat himself, but
decided against it.
"Yes."
"NOW GET BACK TO WORK!" screamed Keto, "WHEN I GET BACK, I WANT
THIS OFFICE TIDIER THAN IT HAS EVER BEEN! INCLUDING THAT TIME WHEN
IT WAS COMPLETELY EMPTY!"
With that, he stormed off, brushing past Tara and out of his
office, muttering to himself.
"This time Cerebrum's gone too far," he growled under his
breath, "So he thinks he's got me does he? Well, two can play at
this game!"
As he thought this, a moment which happened to coincide with the
same moment in which he accidentally-on-purpose knocked over the
Tree, Keto hesitated.
"Yes...two can play at this game..." he mused. Of course, it would
probably be much easier for all concerned if the two players weren't
pitted against each other...Keto was a very good player, good enough
to know that the easiest way to win was by working together.
"I suppose I could put up with that...that...buffoon of a
psychiatrist...if it meant that we both got something out of it," he
murmured, walking thoughtfully out of the medibay.
As he thought this, there was a voice in his head.
[Hello.]
"Oh," muttered Keto, his train of thought interrupted, It's You.
[I couldn't help overhearing...]
Good For You.
[That you were planning...]
Was I Really.
[To talk to...]
Get Out Of My Head.
[Doctor Cerebrum.]
"DOCTOR!?" yelled Keto, his temper flaring again, "You listen to me
you grotesquely-mutated biological organ...!"
A couple of nearby crewmembers were startled by the view of Keto
screaming, apparently at the wall. But then, it not being that
uncommon, they walked on.
"...there's only one true DOCTOR on this ship," hissed Keto, "And
that is me!"
[Dr Cerebrum has doctorates in...]
"I don't care if he has a doctorate in doctoring doctor's
documents!" snarled Keto, the weakness of the image more than made up
for by his elegance of pronunciation, "He's a shrink, nothing more,
nothing less!"
[Then what am I?] asked the appendix, sounding hurt.
"Less, definitely less," retorted Keto, "Now, are you going to tell
me where Cerebrum is, or...HEY, WATCH IT!"
This last was directed towards Jay, who had sprinted round a corner
of the corridor and nearly run straight into Keto, who pressed
himself against the wall just in time to avoid being touched by that
Chrysler-Creature.
"Someone will HAVE to do something about him," muttered Keto,
rubbing his neck and staring down the corridor after the retreating
figure of Jay, "Now, are you going to tell me where Cerebrum is,
or..."
Unfortunately for Keto, he had neglected to turn back from staring
after Jay, and so was in no position to see Alota run into his back.
Keto yelled as he stumbled, and Alota yelped. Keto spun round in
time to see Alota meep, throw something, and hightail it out of there.
He glanced down, as blue vapours started to rise up from the
shattered glass fragments by his feet.
"This is going to be one of those days, isn't it?" he murmured, as
he slowly started to turn invisible, his feet vanishing first, the
rest of him soon following.
The seemingly-empty corridor emitted a sigh.
[Doctor Cerebrum,] said the appendix to the invisible Keto's mind,
[Is currently in the security department.]
"Great," said the voice from thin air, "Our new psychiatrist
certainly knows all the comfortable places aboard ship, doesn't he?
Forget it, I'm heading up to where you are to wait for him..."
There was a pause as Keto realised something.
[Here,] said the appendix, and Keto suddenly comprehended where the
NEW psychiatric office was, [...It's a long story.]
"Then don't tell it," snapped Keto, and headed towards the new
psychiatry offices to await the arrival of someone who could possibly
be a useful ally.
Of course, he might have a look around while he was there. Just in
case. Keto, like Cerebrum apparently did, appreciated the usefulness
of leverage.
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OOC: Well, what can I say that isn't immediately visible? (No pun
intended!)