Re: The Fool: Dean, Phil or MP ???

Who: Keto, Tara, L'Ontar
Where: The deck below the AR Suite
When: After escaping the first Robot Santa
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"Well, it looks like I'm safe," nodded Keto securely, as the other
two dropped down behind him. The Robot Santa appeared to have headed
off on the deck above, either losing interest in them at last or,
more likely, going to find some slightly less irritating prey.
"We have to get to the Drive Room and warn them!" said Tara.
"I am sure, Mrs. Cleavage, that the commanding officer aboard the
ship is likely to know that there is a giant robotic Father Christmas
on board. Or if they don't, I'm sure that said robot will reach the
Drive Room before us, so it's kind of a moot point."
"I see," nodded Tara, "And you don't think that we should perhaps
warn them about THAT?"
She pointed out of one of the windows set deep into the corridor
wall, showing the empty space that lay beyond. Except that on closer
inspection it wasn't empty at all - a several objects were flying
towards the Dwarf. They looked like...
"Sledges?" blinked L'Ontar.
"More Santas," muttered Keto, "Wonderful. Mind you, that one at
the back appears to be a pathetic pilot, so we're possibly not under
as much threat from that one. Which at a guess, leaves about...um..."
"Over a thousand?" asked Tara.
"Possibly, possibly," said Keto slowly, "In fact, I'd go so far as
to say probably."
"I'm right, aren't I?"
"Possibly, possibly."
"Right," nodded Tara, "So we need to warn someone."
"And how do you suggest we get to the Drive Room with a security
lockdown in progress? All the doors are sealed!" sneered Keto, "We'd
probably get there faster if we crawled along the outside of the
ship!"
There was a pause.
"We are not crawling along the outside of the ship," growled Keto.
"There are some emergency spacesuits back in the AR suite," pointed
out Tara, "And there's this window here."
"And how are we to exit through it, might I ask? Open the latch?"
"I thought we might break it with something."
"Cleavage, these doors are made to withstand small meteorite
impacts. They are unlikely to respond to a firm tap from inside."
"What about a sledge impact?" interrupted L'Ontar.
"What are you talking about?" snapped Keto.
"That sledge at the back," pointed L'ontar. They all turned to
stare.
The sledge at the back was evidently having some trouble - it was
gradually falling away from the rest of the vehicles, and appeared to
be heading...
"Directly towards us!" blinked Keto, "That'll smash the window and
kill us all!"
"As I was saying," continued Tara, smiling, "There are some
emergency spacesuits back in the AR suite."
"I hate you."
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OOC: Tag. I'm making it up as I go along, of course. :)