Seanathon

Who: Tara, Alexander, Sean.
Where: Medibay.
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  Alexander fumed silently.  She had been doing so ever since Cleavage's outburst.
  'Predjudiced bitch,' she thought to herself, whilst scowling.  'She doesn't even know me and
based on someone I knew she decides that she's not going to like me.  Well if she's an
indication of the kind of people that Lawrence had to put up with, no wonder her was mean.
  She's moronic, I guess Shakespeare must be too, if I'm too follow her logic.  Now all of a
sudden, I don't think any of the other persoanlities has a chance of successful regression.  I
may have to scrap the idea of a vote and just restore Trisees.'
  Sarah Alexander grinned inside, her outward expression remaining the same stony look of
annoyance, as she and Cleavage ran to the promenade where Sean was expected to be.
 
  'What's that in the darkness?' a disembodied voice called out as if reciting the beginning of
a TV show. 
  'Agile is his maiden name!
  Laughter is his main game!
  Happiness come in size and shape. 
  Oh smeg, I've soiled my cape!'
  There was pronounced laughter and out of the shadows and into the man made daylight of
the promenade stepped the maniacal Sean.  His eyes twitched and looked right and left at
various different times, sometimes not even together.  His head uncontrollably convulsed
regualrly, and his arms shook.  He was a mess.  Soon his mind would be completely
destroyed and there would be no chance of the Sean that the medibay had met that first day.
  Sean comosed himself as best he could and strolled down the promenade, looking for
some mischief to get up to.
 
  Tara and Alexander ran onto the busy promednade and looked about the mass of people
expectantly.
  "There he is!" shouted Tara, pointing to a figure with his back turned away from them.
  "SEAN!" Tara shouted.
  The figure turned aroudn and growled, it was Sean all right, and he did not look pleased.
  "Go away from me, the sleep makes me dream awake!" he shouted at them.  Sarah noticed
his hand deflty slip into his pokcet, extract the scalpel and throw it at Tara in one swift movement.
  "Tara!" Alexander shouted, diving at her and pushing her to the ground as the scalpel flew
overhead and impaled itself into a nearby wall.  Tara looked up at the scalpel and then back at
Alexander.
  "Don't think this makes it all better," she said coldly.
  Alexander growled.
  "Shoulda let the blade hit," she mumbled.
  They looked back up at the figure of Sean who was now running deeper along the promenade
whilst laughing to himself.
  "Don't just lie there, after him!" shouted Tara, getting to her feet and launching herself in pursuit of
the rogue personality.
  Alexander sighed and followed the hyper nurse, wishing for tomorrow to be a little less hectic.
 
<Tag Tara>
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