Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Seymour Niples \"Backseat Captain\"

OOC-Sorry, this is late again, but I repeat my old complaint that my life is
very busy with work crap and I don't get too much time to be a Blue Dwarfer
anymore. Maybe once this take-over is final (and they fire my sorry ass) I'll
get more time to play. In addition, Im starting to suffer from the first
stages of the flu, and I feel as icky as Keto after he posts. Just kidding. I
love Keto's posts.
RPG-
<< "Ahh, Miss Cleavage. Can I be so bold as to ask you to swap tapes? I'd
prefer to listen to some Tsikovsky, or perhaps a little Bach if you have it?"
"You can listen to it in your quarters if you'd like, I think you're well
enough to go home. Besides, Katrina just rang in to say that she's got a
surprise for you."
Seymour's left eyebrow raised about two and a half centimetres with
curiosity.
Tara helped Seymour into a wheelchair and took him back to his quarters.>>
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Katrina fussed again over the placement of the cupcakes on the table, hoping
they'd be in plain enough view for the Captain, but not seeming too forceful.
She threw her hands. "Oh, forget it! They're just cupcakes."
Katrina jumped as the doors opened.
"Here he is!" chirped Tara. "Ready to be nursed by you, Katrina."
Katrina came over and kissed Seymour's forehead, tugging his ear
affectionately.
Tara grinned. "I'll leave you two be." She winked and exited the quarters.
Seymour eyed the cupcakes. "Oh, you baked?"
She wheeled him over to the bed. "I finished cleaning hours ago. I needed
something to do until you were ready to come back. You want one? They
actually came out really good."
"Is that my surprise?"
Katrina grinned. "No, that's still to come. First let's get you into bed."
She reached carefully under his arms, lifting him slowly. He groaned, but did
not complain.
As Seymour made himself comfortable in the bed, Katrina pulled the small box
out of her pocket and left it on his chest.
"My surprise?" he asked hopefully.
She nodded.
The captain ripped opened the paper and lifted the top off the box. Inside
was a gold, oval-shaped lockett with chain. He opened it. "Fur Elize" began
to play, (one of the few songs Katrina enjoyed from Seymour's collection),
and his and her pictures' on either side.
Katrina smiled slightly. "I dunno how you feel about jewelry, but you don't
have to wear it, just keep it somewhere." She reached in her shirt and pulled
out a matching lockett, opening it to let her's play, too. "I started making
them from scratch months ago, but just finished them this afternoon. What do
you think, sweetie?"
<Go ahead Captain>