Blueberry fields forever

WHO: Elwood and his magical magnetic feet
WHERE: take a peek outta the window
WHEN: in space, no-one can hear you tell the time...
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"Hummm..."
The conversation with himself was hardly rocket science, but it
suited Elwood's mood. Why was he out here? "Hummm..." Would anyone
notice? "Hummm..." Who's dumb idea was this?
Well, that question had an answer, but the uber-skut didn't want to
admit to himself that he'd volunteered to start repainting the hull
of the Blue Dwarf.
Blue.
LOTS of blue.
And a 2 inch paintbrush.
Of course, no-one had told him that as soon as he stepped outside the
airlock the contents of the paint-tin would freeze. But that made
sense... no-one told him anything anymore.
All of the other skutters often laughed and called him names, and
they never let Uber-Elwood join in any skutter games...
He tilted his head and leaned forward to inspect the hull a little
more closely. Someone had scratched "Timmy woz 'ere" into the flaking
paintwork.
He summed up the situation in his usual way.
"Hummm..."
((OOC: it's short, but my brain refuses to work at weekends))