Joining With The Better Idea

Who: Keto, Tara, Alota, Wildflower, Tree, (Jasmine Starbolt if she's not on
Dean's craft!)
Where: Medibay Shuttle
When: After the destruction of the Dwarf
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"I don't believe it," repeated Wildflower for about the fiftieth time, "The
Blue Dwarf...destroyed..."
"It's gone. We're here. Get over it," snapped Keto, "And pay attention to
where you're flying! You almost hit Thomas!"
"So have four asteroids, six other ships and about four hundred and three
pieces of debris," replied Wildflower, "I'm not almost hitting him, he's almost
hitting me! It's not called the Thomas Manoeuvre for nothing, you know!"
"Perhaps not, but he's still a more qualified pilot than you! Now pay
attention!" snapped Keto, as the communications systems crackled into life.
<< SNIP >>
"This is XO Phil Febuggure...All craft report in with status and what crew you
have on board...NOW!"
<< END SNIP >>
"This is Dr Keto," replied Keto, holding down what he hoped was the 'Transmit'
button, "The shuttle's undamaged, though a little low on fuel - APPARENTLY
somebody's been siphoning it."
"You didn't need it at the time," crackled Cerebrum's voice across the
channel.
"...all medibay staff are present an uninjured. Cleavage and Chrysler are
aboard and in non-critical condition."
"Unfortunately," he muttered as he cancelled the transmission, before turning
to face Wildflower again, "How much fuel DO we have?"
"About enough for basic manoeuvres. Anything long-range is out of the
question," replied Wildflower, glancing at the gauges.
*Rustle.*
"Although, as the Tree pointed out, anything long-range would be out of the
question anyway as we're hardly experienced explorers."
"Speak for your pathetic selves," began Keto, before being interrupted by
Phil's voice across the communication pathways again.
<< SNIP >>
He called for all senior staff to fly their respective craft to his.
<< SNIP >>
"Ms Wildflower, set a course," instructed Keto. Wildflower turned to glare at
him.
"'Set a course'? What do you think you are now, Captain?"
"No, I think I'm now the most senior officer aboard this vessel and as such
have the right to flush you out of an airlock," snapped Keto, "Now meet up with
FeBuggre's ship as he told us to!"
Rolling her eyes, Wildflower turned back and set the ship to dock with Phil's.
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OOC: Tag! I'm in.