Ok, now what the smeg do we do?

<SNIP>
>With an almighty bang, Armer pulled the trigger. His
>gun was already of an impressive size, but it had
>grown prportionally to the combatants. It made a
>large hole in Lenin's foot, and a very large hole in
>parrot's floor.
>
>With a yelp of pain, Lenin let go of Dean.
<END SNIP>
"Well, well, well." gurgled Dean, "'Cuse me." and he coughed some blood into
the hole in the floor. "Looks like we have us a prisoner, a 'high status'
prisoner too."
The others laughed.
"Oh aye, thanks for getting the goit off me guys. Now hand me some rope, we
got to take this prisoner to the security department, then to the brig, I'll
go hial Seymour."
With that he turned and asked Holly where Seymour was.
"Dying on a ship near a wormhole."
"Ah, Bugger." said L'ontar.
"Yes, quite." said Armer.
"Oh, and you didn't think to warn us that our senile captain <OOC: I know he
isn't, Dean don't though> is dying? He may be a dumb prat at the moment but
even so!"
"Well, I had other things on my mind." Said Holly
"Like what?" inquired Dean.
"Trying to work out how to get back to our own dimension."
"Dean, thats a pretty good reason." said Armer.
"It is that." said L'ontar, who, having stolen Armer's gun, was now blowing
up random bits of wall.
"Ok then, Holly?"
"Yes?"
"I have two questions. 1) Who do we take the prisoner too? and secondly, how
do we get back to our normal size? I can't fit into a starbug like this!"
<OOC: Next!>
Dean "Dumbass" Thomas
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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