Oh Smeggification

>Phil just pointed.....the counter now read 2:00:00 and was dropping
>fast.....
"Armer?"
"Hmm." was the reply, his head deep in the floor, rewelding a panel, trying
to repair the electronics after the toastie explosion had shorted them out,
and busted all the wires.
"Where's Jay?"
"I think he was at the hatch, looking for the plebs."
"He always was afraid of work." said Dean, removing his head from the
ventilation duct, where he had been repairing the panel. "Be back in a
minute, gonna see if I can go find some windoleen, the windshield needs a
wash."
"Alright." said the security man. His head still buried in the floor.
Dean had hardly walked 3 steps before he was at the hatch, and saw Jay and
Phil running towards him, a cat in the lead. Followed by 5 guards.
"Oh, Smeggification.." he said, running towards the cockpit entrance.
"Armer? Those electrics working yet?"
"Gimme a minute."
"Too late."
"What?"
"Get your head out of there! We're firing up!" he shouted.
Jay, the cat and Phil tumbled onboard.
"Let'sgo" yelled Jay, leaping over the hunched Armer.
"You might want to shut the door." murmered Armer, not looking up.
"Oh, yeh." said Phil, hitting the 'lock' button, just as the engines started
to spool up, and the first shots could be heard against the shell of the
craft.
Dean "AHH!!!" Thomas
<OOC: Now THAT'S called moving the plot along, (and leaving half your
friends behind on a foreign planet, oh well, oops!>
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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