A sunny wall and a crafty smoke

Who: Its another Keats and Jack double team!!
Where: Anywhere the boss cant see us
When: umm
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Keats and Efof nodded, many times they'd narrowly avoided a Thomas
manoveure into thier own shuttles on departure.
"Ok" said Alota "So we split up, meet up in the conference room in 2
hours,...if..its still the conference room and not the 1966 World Cup
or something.."
"Hey..at least we could see England WIN for once..." Jay
muttered. "And what the hell is that?" he asked, pointing at a
Weevily-thing scurrying across the floor
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Keats led the way, his gun ready to be fired, and a head full of hot
temper, he had a few things to check on before he could be
comfortable... Jack followed him, in a melanchony of moods, his
psychiatrist and 'publican pudlian' were arguing about moral issues
involving the stealing of wallets from drunk patrens. Keats backed up
outside the door to his bunk-room he shared with Jack, he patched in
the door release code, but the panels plastic buttons dissintegrated
on touch, after much deliberation he kicked the door don with
suprising ease. 'Oh mother of all things holy!' he mutterd as he
walked in, several pairs of his underwear were battling against some
kind of mould that now filled three fifths of the room. it was a
masacre, the last bunch of briefs were protecting a pair of boxers
and a holy jock strap. KEats ees darted around the room, a large
amount of radioactive material had formed a pool near the battle
field. Jack tapped keats shoulder. 'I think we should run....' he
muterd, the dominant scientist was back at home. 'Why?' keats
mutterd 'what ever for...'. Jack gave him a sideways glance 'Well,
its seems a radioactive leak from my pet project, that is the porto-
dna-machine has leaked into the room, and alterd the dna from streaks
left in your underwear, the now appear to be reinacting 'zulu' and my
word, a thongs going on a bombing run....' 'havent you HEARD of
sarcasm before Jack?'. They ran...
*crackle* 'This is John Keats and Jack *crackle, fuzz* to all present
Blue dwarf Crew.... do NOT approach the Dorms on F-Deck, repeat, DO
NOT *crackle* I hope you all get this guys....'
As he was running, some sort of ferrety weevily creature shot out
under his feet, he fell, Jack, not looking where he was going, also
fell, and together they fell THROUGH the floor.
Jack stood up and dusted himself off. He looked around, the roof was
a clear 20 ft away. 'OH god, Keats, things have gotten far FAR
worse...' he said, with a face of white terror. 'We landed on
Allota?' He hazarded, face stil firmly on the floor. 'I didnt say
were dead, we appear to of landed in the botanical gardens' 'Hows
that so bad?' 'Well, you know what state it was in BEFORE the time
ray hit the Dwarf?' 'Oh... good.. GOD!' JAck lit a cigarette and took
a long draw.
something snarled....
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