Prepartions for the away mission begins

OOC : Okay, as it's been a bit quite of late, I hope Tim won't mind if I move things along a bit, even though I have no idea what the plan is ...okay?
 
Who : Phil, MP and Olaf
When : Just before reaching the destination
Where : At olaf paroles hearing, in Phils office
 
Phil smiled to Olaf...."well Olaf, I have some good news and some news that could be good or it could be bad, depending on your point of view..."
 
"What's that Mr Febuggure.." rumbled Olaf "The Twelve Inches" Prout.
 
"Well, I see here that your behvior has been exemplary"
 
"eee" aggred MP.
 
"Thank you sir..." he said rumbliung again and fiddling with his twelve incher*
 
"Well, We are almost at the destination for this admiral arsewipe mission...."
 
"eeeeee!"
 
"I am remined by my mintaure doppleganger here that that is NOT the admirals name...and I remind MP that I don't give a flying fish what the admrals name is....Anyway...I want YOU on guard duty for him whilst is down on the planet dribbling and talking bollocks...I am herby deputising you and your first duty is to go and Guard, with a capital G, the Admiral..MP will give you your equipment ans such stuff...Now I'm of to find Tara and take her out for lunch...Any problems, just buzz me okay?"
 
Olaf went off with MP and a big smile.
 
Phil smiled too. Thank god He'd managed to get out of gurading that dribbling twonk called an Admiral.
 
<< Tara?>>
 
 
 
* - Thats twelve inches of tooth pick of course.
 
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