Close Encounters of the MP Kind...

Where- the Blue Dwarf landing bay
When- Sydra's arrival on the BD
Who- Sydra Tempest & MP
"Phil FeBuggure," Sydra thought to herself, as she arrived in the landing
bay. So this was to whom she was to report. Walking along Sydra sighed,
realizing that now, she couldn't be as reclusive as she liked. She was
actually going to have to interact with others... not something she excelled
in. Sydra groaned inwardly, she was not much in favour of this prospect.
Walking along Sydra began to feel ill at ease. With seemingly no
preconceived notion, and little control, Sydra broke into song.
*She died of a fever,
And sure no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone,
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying cockles and mussels, alive alive O!*
Sydra noticed as crew members glanced at her, as if she were absolutely
bonkers... however she paid little mind. The singing was a sort of defense
mechanism for her. Ever since she was a child, there was strong desire to be
left alone. She found out early on and quite accidentally, that most people
don't find unexpected outbursts of song exactly normal... In fact to most it
would appear utterly insane. Since insanity isn't quite attractive to those
who aren't insane themselves, people tended to leave Syd alone when she did
this. Once she discovered this fact, she started singing all the time. With
the excessive singing, it soon became uncontrollable. At one point she was
constantly singing. She had then since learned to control it, to an extent.
Nearing Phil Febuggure's office, Syd could feel the somewhat intense stares
of her new fellow crew mates. Once again, Syd went off...
*Alas my love you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously*
The urge to finish the entire song was overwhelming, but she knew if she
went on, Febuggure would probably end up standing in Febuggure's office
serenading him with "Greensleeves"... not exactly the start she was trying
to get off to. Stopping herself, "I must be more nervous than I thought,"
she thought, a bit perplexed as to why her brain suggested such songs. But
then again, emotion rarely had anything to do with the song itself. This was
fully proved when Sydra was about 11, when she broke into a rousing chorus
of "Welcome to the Jungle," at her grandmother's funeral as family members
looked on in utter horror. "Just what I need, another Gran's funeral," she
thought as she arrived at Febuggure's door, hoping that she could contain
herself. Just as she began to approach the door, she noticed a small form
advancing in her direction. She looked on as the figure approached. Looking
down at the small figure as he looked up at her, Syd thought to herself, "A
midget?" She watched as the little man opened the door to Febugure's office
and entered. She continued staring, until he turned around and said,
"EEee,eeeee!" Syd reluctantly replied, "If you insist," as she followed
behind. Entering Febuggure's office, she thought to herself, "How the hell
did I know what he meant by EEee,eeeee, anyway?" Finding this whole
situation hughly disturbing, yet again...
*alas ny love you do me wrong...*
before she had gotten any further, she was interrupted by a, "eeeeEE!" Syd
looked at the midget clone in wonder. He actually seemed to like her
singing... or at least he didn't look at her as if she were a few bricks
short. Sydra continued on to see what would happen.
*to cast me off discourteously
for I have loved you well and long
delighting in thy company*
As she started the chorus, her voice was joined by a
*Eee eeeee eeeeee ee eee eeeeee*
She thought to herself as she continued singing, "He's actually not that
bad... although he might like something along the lines of 'Old Mac Donald
Had a Farm'... he's already got the ee's down." Syd chuckled inwardly as she
continued on with intermittent "EEeee,eeeee's."
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