Don't Touch Anything (Late Post)

OOC: Dah. Okay. I tried to send this a couple of nights ago (right
when Andy was having problems with Yahoo, it seems) and it never
arrived. So here's the post I *tried* to send before, slightly
delayed. Oh, and I've just posted another one set inside Dean's
body, too, so don't be surprised if they appear together. All
together - we hate Yahoo!
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Who: Keto, Tree, Wildflower
Where: Medibay (briefly)
When: 0800 hours (Yes! We actually have a time!)
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<< SNIP >>
> You, along with Niples, Keto, Phil and myself are all to be shrunk
> down and placed inside Dean to perform a ground-breaking medical
> manouver. Meet in Phil's lab at 0500 hours..."
> "Jay. That's been and gone. It's 7:32 right now."
> "Ok, right, 0900 hours then. Ok?"
<< END SNIP >>
Keto barely even glanced up at the rustle behind him as he was
rummaging through his office supplies.
"Yes, I'm going on an away mission," he said, and then paused
before continuing, "Well, a not-really-away mission. So I'm taking
some supplies."
*Rustle?*
"Well, much though it pains me deeply," replied Keto, not looking
very deeply pained at all, "No, I'm not leaving you in charge."
*Rustle-rustle?*
"What!? God, no, I'd never leave Wildflower in charge of a Screw-
Up-Everything-You-Can mission, let alone my medibay! No, I'm leaving
Nurse Starbolt in charge."
*Rustle. Rustle-rustle, rustle?*
"News spreads surprisingly quickly," frowned Keto, "Yes, there
might be some fighting coming up. But you're a plant, and most
people...that is, sane ones...that is, not the ones on this
ship...don't tend to attack you. So why does that affect you?"
*Rustle-rustle rustle -creak- rustle. Rustle-rustle?*
Keto stood upright, tucking the last of his necessary supplies into
his medical bag and turning around as Wildflower entered the office,
looking around.
"Yes," he sighed, "I guess you might be busy and need more staff.
What about that bro...uh, brain in a jar? Have you seen that around
anywhere? I'm sure that could help you."
"We haven't seen that thing since the whole Evil Empire situation,"
said Wildflower, interrupting the Tree and glaring at Keto, "Which,
by the way, you still haven't apologised for."
"You're right. I'm so very sorry an alternate version of myself
helped to set up an all-powerful, dominating galactic empire..."
Wildflower smiled.
"...which allowed itself to get defeated by the likes of you,"
continued Keto, brushing past her and out of the office, "Tree, if
you'd like to go and tell Mrs Cleavage that she's reinstated as
Deputy Medical Officer as of this point, then go ahead. I'm sure
it's something you'd be far better at passing on that I would. As
for you..."
Keto turned and pointed a finger at Wildflower as he followed the
over-joyed Tree out of the medibay.
"...DON'T...TOUCH...ANYTHING!"
With that, he stepped out and allowed the door to close.
"That Emperor's got nothing on me," he murmured as he headed for
Phil's laboratory.
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OOC: I just noticed that I hadn't actually given Tara her job back
since firing her those many, many moons ago...so I figured now was as
good a point as any to do so. :) Me and my mind, t'ch! So
Jasmine's in charge of the medibay while the mission's on. I'd like
it back intact (mostly). ;P