Corr... again

<SNIP> <DEAN'S THOUGHTS> 'Hm.. she doesn't look so attractive now.
Well, would you, if YOU were covered in vomit from an old drunk?
Admittedly, no, smeg, she saw me, erm... smeg, smeg, pretend you're
looking at the poster behind her, quick. what's it say? "Remember to
practice Safe Sex!" Ahh! Even worse, quick, no, argh! She's coming
over, think of something to say!' <END DEAN'S THOUGHTS>
"Hi!" said Jasmine.
"Corr...." said Dean, passing out again.
When he came to, she was about to speak again... <END SNIP>
"Welcome back, Mr..." Jasmine looked at his dog tags "...Thomas"
She frowned slightly as she looked down at her uniform covered in
vomit, normally she would have had a go at the sod for doing such a
thing, but something about this young man stopped her.
"Arh... um... sorry" Was all Dean could manage looking over her.
Jasmine began answering his previous questions.
"How, you fell or something, Jay brought you in" Jasmine paused not
wanting to sound disapproving or anything like that.
"Who, am i Jasmine Starbolt, new nurse, one of the best i hope, just
got in today in fact. You are Dean Raven Thomas, a pilot and i hear a
needed one, meaning your good."
"Jay said i'm good?" Dean interupted her.
Jasmin went on slightly ignoring him as she didn't know the meaning
behind what he said.
"What's wrong with you... after i clean you up and get those marigold
gloves off you, i'll check you out" A twinkle came to her as she
ended that sentence.
"Where, your in the Medi-Bay and if you haven't worked that out yet,
then i'm really worried"
"Honestly i'm not drunk this time" Dean said in his defense, trying
to make sure he wasn't making a bad impression. With that he threw
up, again and on Jasmine, again. She rolled her eyes.
"I don't care how cute you are, or the fact that you fly, risking
your life and enjoy a drink, you're still paying for the cleaning of
my uniform."
Jasmine left Dean in the little room that had somehow basically
become her's, Dean began to sit up to see where she had gone. He laid
back down very quickly though when he saw her again, for Jasmine had
a hose in one hand and a scrubbing brush in the other, with liquid
soap under her arm, she attached the hose to a cold water tap in the
room, turned to Dean with an evil smile and was so tempted to
say 'strip'.
<Tag>
Am i still doing well Andy?
Oh and Jenni/Eve and i are going away for a couple of days, we'll be
back on the 19th Friday night.