Re: helping the little guy

Who: Eve, WD-40 and little WW
When: After WD-40 unwittingly scares Eve.
Where: In the lift.
<Begining slash of thee non Zorro like personage>
Eve pressed the pad for the lift, she stood there waiting, tapping
her feet when she heard a squeak of delight from the dark corner to
her right. Her eyes scanned the dark but the shapes she made out were
not human. Fear gripped at her heart she backed away as the figure
slowly and noisely came out of the shadows, her mind screamed help
for Zodar, but she knew he wouldn't have heard or be coming to save
her.
<Ending slash of thee non Zorro like personage>
"I said flag someone down, not scare them witless, WD." quietly
remarked the little fuzzball into the Mechanoid's ear. WD-40 frowned,
then extended his arm palm up as a gesture that he meant no harm, and
tried again.
"Um, Miss? May I have my legs back?", at that precise moment however,
Donover stepped into the lift realising he didn't want to be at Vinny
the Soprano's concert, but upon hearing the mechanoids comment, he
glanced from the half mechanoid on the floor to the Eve Rimmer
holding the mechanoids legs.
"Uh oh..." thought Donover, as he paused, nervously half laughing
while speaking carefully, "Sorry, didn't mean to intrude. I'll take
the next lift."
Donover spun around and quickly legged it out of the lift.
"Oh Dear, I've done it again, Haven't I?" Said Wd-40.
"Ahem. Miss Rimmer? Over here!" Said the little hamster, Waving
frantically to get her attention, "Could you please hand Wd-40 back
his legs so he could re-attach them? And so I can find out what the
heck is going on, report in to Acting Captain Allie Fletcher?!?"
<Well eve? Do you hand 'em over, or do you simply beat the poor bot &
fuzzball senseless out of sheer fright?>
- WW