After the Big Bang

Who: Phil, Tara, Trimmed Tree, Keto
Where: Shuttle Bay 612
When: Just after the grenade blew up
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-- SNIP --
> Tara ran out to where FeSod had been, and cried again...
-- END SNIP --
Keto stepped forwards slowly, looking around. Where the Red Dwarf
security team, and FeSod, had been was nothing more than a fairly
blackened shuttle bay and several bloody limbs. Tara, crouched over
the place where FeSod had been standing, was in tears.
Stepping forwards again, out of the cover of the Starbug's landing
leg, Keto bent down and picked up a somewhat scathed rifle that the
RD Security team had been...explosively disarmed from. Swinging it
round, he attempted to flick the safety catch off.
"Other side," murmured Phil as he walked past, towards Tara. Keto
coughed irritably, spun the rifle around again, and successfully
disengaged the safety of the weapon.
The Tree leaned forwards, staring at Keto as he looked pensively at
the rifle.
*Rustle-rustle?*
"I'm just wondering," replied Keto quietly, "Whether I should be
hunting the other invaders...or Cerebrum."
*Rustle rustle-rustle rustle.*
"Yes," admitted Keto wistfully, "Although it would be fun..."
*Rustle!*
"Okay, fine!" snapped Keto, hefting the gun to his shoulder, "Have
it your way! Besides, most of the double ship's security team should
be dead by now. And we've already met the alternate Cerebrums...and
me..."
Keto suppressed a shudder.
*Rustle...rustle rustle?* asked the Tree. Keto laughed.
"Oh don't be stupid," he chuckled, "We don't need to worry about
more of them coming down here. You'll be quite safe. No, with the
group down here wiped out, the only places that the others would be
likely to go would be where they could seize control of the ship.
Places like the bridge, like engineering, like the medibay, like the
security department, like..."
Keto did a verbal double-take, which was quite an interesting
phenomenon far too complicated to put into mere writing.
"THE MEDIBAY!" he yelled, and took off at high speed, gripping the
rifle as he pelted up the corridor.
*Rus...tle?* finished the Tree, turning to look around.
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OOC: My $0.02