It's Tuesday, Yet I Post - Miracles Will Never Cease

Who: Keto, Jay, Jasmine, Trisees
Where: Corridor above EVE1 Storage Area
When: That time with the minutes
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<<SNIP>>
> Jasmine took two very large steps backwards and just in time too
> because Jay came through the floor in some kind of mech suit with
> Keto and another man she didn't know in his hands.
<<END SNIP>>
Keto was stunned for a second by the few chunks of ceiling/floor
that weren't ricocheted off EVE1's armour, and so just hung in the
giant arm for a couple of seconds wondering exactly why he was worth
being saved, especially by Chrysler, to whom he'd been so unpleasant
in the past.
He wasn't even worthy of being held by this magnificent creation of
Mr Zodar's, he realised with a clearing head, and decided to do
something about it.
"Hey Jasmine...WHAT are you DOING?" snapped Jay, as Keto began to
struggle out of EVE1's grip. Just as he slipped free and began to
fall back through the hole in the floor, Jay made another swipe and
grabbed him by the ankles.
"Let me go!" shouted Keto.
"Don't tempt me!" retorted Jay, "What, you want to fall back down
there and be torn apart by your deputy?"
"I don't mind either way, I just don't want to cause anyone any
trouble," murmured Keto, relaxing and swinging back and forth, his
head not far above the edges of the hole.
"A bit late for that," muttered Jay to himself.
Suddenly there was a hissing sound as something swished through the
air, and Keto's arm was suddenly pulled sharply downwards, the
glowing holowhip coiled about it.
"Ow, but sorry," said Keto, blinking.
"Is this causing you any trouble?" he continued, as Jay tried to
pull him free, "Only, I hate to point it out, but all you're going to
do like that is end up pulling her through the hole up here with us.
Not that it's any of my business."
"Damn, you've got a point. For once," said Jay, pausing. A little
tension on the whip informed Keto that someone was trying to climb up
it.
"I think she's on her way up," he said, "Feel free to drop me if it
makes things easier."
"That's a fair drop, you know," pointed out Jay, "And you're not
exactly likely to bounce."
"Maybe I'll land on something soft. Or hard. It really doesn't
matter."
"Maybe you'll land on Cleavage and she'll kill you."
"She's going to kill me anyway, she hates me. Everyone hates me,"
pointed out Keto.
Jay didn't argue the point.
"I don't hate you," interrupted Trisees, "Not for very long
anyway. It's kind of difficult."
"Will you shut up?" snapped Jay.
"I hated you for a second there."
"Quiet," said Jay, shaking Trisees into silence.
"Look, let me make this easy," sighed Keto, and pulled an ointment
vial out of his lab coat.
"Sorry about that," he said as he poured it over EVE1's right hand,
causing all the electrics to suddenly go dead for a second...enough
time for him to kick his feet and fall again.
"WHAT DID HE DO!?" shouted Jay.
"He jumped back down the hole," pointed out Trisees.
"I actually meant to the hand, but fair point."
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OOC: Tag, whoever. >:)