Truth and Lies

Who: Man, Tara
Where: AR Suite
When: T'ch
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<<SNIP>>
"You were listening then." said the man. Tara nodded.
"You, are not, Keto. But you look just like him..... Who are you?"
She asked genuinly puzzled. "I don't remember you from med-school.
But you say you were there..."
<<END SNIP>>
"Of course I'm Charles Keto," said the man, drawing himself up.
"No you're not, you just explained all that to Trisees and to me as
well," pointed out Tara. The man deflated slightly. "So who ARE
you?" repeated Tara again.
"I...ah...OH MY GOD! LOOK OUT!" yelled the man, pointing over
Tara's shoulder.
She raised an eyebrow at him sceptically.
"You were supposed to turn around and look aghast as I ran away,"
the man informed her with a slightly offended expression on his face.
"Tell me who you are or I'll have you thrown in the brig for
stowing away," threatened Tara.
"You'll have a job," laughed the man, "I came aboard this ship
without breaking a single regulation. My fingerprints, retinal
scans, DNA, brain patterns, everything precisely matches what it was
when I originally came aboard."
"That's because you were hired as Charles Keto!"
"Details," murmured the man, waving one hand, "They hired ME. The
fact that they thought I was someone else is neither here nor there."
"Which makes me ask my other question," said Tara, "You look
exactly like Keto - and Shakespeare and I would have realised if a
complete stranger suddenly turned up instead of him. So who are you,
how did you know about us and what did you do to end up looking like
Keto?"
"Mind your own business," snapped the man, and turned around to
walk away.
"This IS my business!" said Tara, grabbing his shoulder.
The man spun around, bar raised, and Tara took a couple of hasty
steps backwards from the angry figure.
"Don't push me," he said, "And don't think that telling people this
will help you any. I have more authority on this ship than you do,
and there's no proof to say otherwise."
"Yes there is - the REAL Keto!" retorted Tara, "And they could do a
lie detector test or something, find out that you're not who you say
you are!"
"Oh really?" asked the man, raising an eyebrow, then reached to his
lab coat pocket and pulled out a small device.
"What's that?" asked Tara.
"Heart and pulse monitor coupled to an EEG receiver," replied the
man, then sighed and said, "It's a homemade lie detector, if you must
know. I thought it might come in useful in this situation."
"What do you mean, useful?" asked Tara, frowning as the man hooked
himself up to the wires coming from the machine and turned it on. A
little needle on it jumped slightly, then remained almost still,
quivering imperceptibly.
"Testing testing," said the man, "We are aboard the JMC Blue Dwarf."
The needle remained still.
"We are standing on the ceiling."
The needle leapt upwards.
"There you go," said Keto, "The needle jumps if a lie is detected.
Now then, in answer to your question, watch closely..."
He stared at Tara as he said the next few words.
"I am Keto."
The needle remained still.
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OOC: Tag! >:)