Still, Stranded!

  Who: Keto, Shakespeare, Trisees, Wildflower, Coffey, Alexander  Where: Blundering about in the forest  When: Sometime after the crew left the planet  -----------------------------------------------------cut------------------------------------------------  "William..." she Coffey.  "Hazel..." replied Shakespeare.  "Sarah..." said Trisees.  "Lawrence..." said Alexander.  Keto and Wildflower looked at each other.  "Right, which way to camp!?" they asked hurriedly.-----------------------------------------end cut---------------------------------------------
  Coffey stared at her beau, Shakespeare returning the look of amazement. They smiled and leapt at each other, grabbing hold in middair in a loving embrace.  "I thought I'd never see you again," said Coffey, squeezing tightly.  "I'st thought thy same, fair Hazel, there'st be'eth nowt that'st caneth keepeth us apart," he replied.  Alexander shocked Trisees, by hugging him as well.   "It's been too long," she said, looking at him directly.  "It's only been 12 years," he said.   Trisees felt all warm and gooey inside. He didn't like that one little bit. He was a mean scientist, not some part of a happy couple.  Despite telling himself this, he couldn't help but find himself still attracted to Alexander.  "12 years too long," replied Alexander. "And you've not changed a bit."  "Neither have you," admitted Trisees.  From about twenty metres away, the two pairs heard the tired yelling of Wildflower and Keto.  "Lets move it! By the time we get to camp it will have been declared an archalogical site!"-- After a ton of stuff happened ---------------------------------------------cut-------------------------------------------------  "Relax," said Trisees airily, turning towards where Shakespeare was happilytelling Keto more tales, the latter unable to hobble away fast enough, "I canfly, I've got a pilot's license. Okay, so it was before I joined the JMC, butI've got one! I can fly!"  "Oh, well that's a relief," said Wildflower, "So we'll just make a ship outof these trees here, I suppose?"  There was a pause.  "...that's not the point," said Trisees.------------------------------------------end cut----------------------------------------------  "Really?" said Wildflower, glaring at Trisees. "I'd have thought that was the WHOLE point!"  "Thinking isn't really your strong suit, is it?" said Keto, hobbling up to the arguing pair. Shakespeare, Coffey and Alexander stood a few feet away from the lead three.  "Look, Charlsey Warlsey, we are now stranded on this planet in the middle of a big patch of grass, lost and tetchy. Cut me some fricking slack," she said.  "I'll cut your throat if you call me Charlsey Warlsey again," replied Keto angrily.  "This isn't helping," suggested Coffey from the back.  "Then you tell us something that does!" snapped Keto.  "Noweth Charles, wtachs't thyself," warned Shakespeare.  "Or what? You'll blabber him to death?" mocked Trisees.  "SHUT UP!" shouted Alexander. "Stop arguing! We're in a jam as it is, we don't need to turn on each other.   We're all intelligent enough to work out some way of escaping this planet. And I think I have an idea," she said.  The 5 of them turned to look at Alexander who was grinning.  She pointed to her left and shrugged.  "And call me crazy, but I'm, sure that's the campsite."  All 5 turned around again and spotted the smoking wreckages of some large robots.  "So whats the plan?" asked Wildflower.
  From the comfort of their tree hideaway, Shakespeare, Coffey and Alexander waited with binoculars looking down on the trio of Keto, Trisees and Wildflower that were sneaking up to the campsite. There were still many plebians around the site and it didn't look like they'd leave at any time soon.  "Me hopesth that'st thy three mediceries willst be fineth," said Shakespeare worriedly.  "William, you know what those three are like. There's nothing they can't handle," said Coffey.
  "Quietly!" hissed Keto to Wildflower who was breaking tree branch after tree branch.  "Alright, calm down," she muttered, as they neared the opening of the site.  Resting in a pile of bushes, the trio waited.  "When the time is right, she said," whispereed Trisees.  "Question is," asked Keto looking at the Robots that were marching back and forth.   "When is the right time?"
  ----------------------  <ooc: Tag Mr Keto ;)>