Paperwork

Who: Keto
Where: Medibay office
When: ...uh...Keto
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Keto, sitting in his office and trying to get over a peanut-induced
hangover, was feeling understandably a little irritable. In an
effort to avoid anything that could possibly increase his annoyance,
he had decided to remain in his office and go through paperwork.
Fortunately, Keto had achieved a brainwave in his hungover state -
there was certain paperwork that every department head aboard ship
got, the usual forms, insurance, advertising, the usual.
Fortunately, ANY department head could answer it...
Raising his stamp marked "Refer to Dr Cerebrum" once again, Keto
smiled as he realised how annoyed Cerebrum would probably get when he
received all this mail.
Putting another referral to one side, Keto went to move onto the
next one...and froze.
The words "Refer to Dr Keto" stared up at him.
"This is not my day..." murmured Keto, as he stared at the two
equal-sized piles on either side of him - one going out to Dr
Cerebrum, one coming in from Dr Cerebrum, both identical.
Keto leant over towards the intercom.
"Dr Keto to Dr Cerebrum," he said through gritted teeth, "Would you
come down here a moment? I believe we need to discuss a new stamp..."
With that, Keto swallowed a couple of aspirin and waited. He might
be a firm believer in the healing properties of his ointments, but he
wasn't stupid.
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OOC: "Refer to Charlie Edwards" probably wouldn't lead to a longer
lifespan, I'm guessing... ;)
And yes, I know it's not a great post, I'm still blocked.