Shrugging! :D

Who: chicken, Tara, Mayer, Holly.
Where: Service Pipe.
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Sean just shrugged as he watched Keto scooped up by Tara and taken
away.
"You should probably go and save him you know," he told
himself. "But I just can't get that phrase out of my mind: Hell Hath
No Fury Like a Woman Scorned, and that Nurse looks in one mean mood."
He tapped his chin and mused for a second.
"He can handle himself. After all, he is a chicken." Sean
faltered. "Isn't it weird how things sound so much better in your
head?"
He began laughing at the inane comment before being interuppted by
Holly.
"It's not wise to talk to oneself," he said. "People might assume
you've gone crazy."
"Ah, Holly my computerised friend," said Sean warmly.
"Oh god, he's off one one again," muttered Holly.
"I need a favour," said Sean, unfazed. "Could you show me how to
make a long distance call to someone over subspace or radio or
whatever?"
Holly was silent for a second.
"I don't think I could do that, you don't seem authorised," he said.
Sean scratched his head and furrowed his brow.
"Ok, I might not be, but you are, so could you do it for me?" he
asked, hopefully.
"Let me get this straight, you want me to call someone long
distance? Why?"
"It's to save someone's life," replied Sean.
"I getcha, the old `save someone's life' routine. Well, I may
have fallen for it the last seventeen times, but you won't trick me
this time."
"But I'm telling the truth," said Mayer, pleadingly.
Holly's smug look turned into sympathy.
"Oh, well in that case, who is it you want to call?"
* * *
Sean walked back into the medibay happily. The stage was set for
a magnificent comeback, shakespeare's magnificent comeback. He
checked the watch on his wrist, realising he'd completely forgot
about it. <OOC: Ooops, left out that plot device for a while. ;)>
It read 60 hours. He furrowed his brow and tapped it a few times
lightly. It had read 60 hours for the last 60 hours. Was there
something wrong with it?
He looked over at Dog Shakespeare. <OOC: No I didn't forget about
Dog Shakespeare either, honest ;)> He was happily gnawing some bone
that Keto probably found in the morgue. Why hadn't he changed
either?
There was something wierd going on with this split personality
thing. He was goign to get to the bottom of it.
"Well, I have two days to look into it before...well, I'll keep
quiet about that in case anyone is watching."
He walked around the deserted medibay, looking for something to
do. It was then that he noticed the Ointment catalogue.
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